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You can choose to die. You can choose to run, but dying alone won't change a thing. Trust me on that one. If you really want things to change... You're going to have to live.

#hold nothing - 【絵】

Terrible First Meeting Starters • • Not Accepting

@trashgege said:

“Shh! Hide here, and don’t move a muscle.”

• • Help is abrupt, and not something Genjo would have accepted had he been given the choice. He’s pulled into a small spot wedged between two buildings that had barely enough space for two bodies. With an ungrateful glance to his company Genjo yanks his arm from his grasp and puts about a foot between them.

“ Don’t touch me again. “ the priest states sternly as he glances out of their hiding spot to see if it was clear to leave. • •

#trashgege #wisdom comes from within - 【聴く】#thank you <3

Terrible First Meeting Starters • • Accepting

@soviireign said:

“You almost killed me, so no, it’s not nice to meet you.”

• • “ the feeling’s mutual. “ Genjo huffs, nearly biting the end of his cigarette. The people here were nearly as whiny as a certain monkey and kappa.

“ Now why don’t you leave before I put in some real effort.“ • •

#soviireign #wisdom comes from within - 【聴く】#thank you!

Terrible First Meeting Starters • • Accepting

@eusyram said:

“Wh-who are you? Where are we? Why are we tied up together?!”

• • Genjo’s head was throbbing, he’d been hit over the head hard enough to lose consciousness but the girls screeching added to the ache. Gritting his teeth the monk tests their binds - tired together on a post in what seemed to be some kind of warehouse. He didn’t know this girl anymore than he knew why he was tied up with her.

“ How the fuck should I know? We obviously didn’t win a fucking prize. Keep your mouth shut and maybe we can get out of here before whoever did this comes back. “ • •

#eusyram #wisdom comes from within - 【聴く】#thank you!

duoxity·:

“But how can you repent if you haven’t reflected first?” He pretends he knows what he’s talking about, but he doesn’t.

“ thinking you need to repent for a mistake or.. whatever, is bullshit. what you need to do is learn from it. “

#duoxity‌

duoxity·:

“I am reflecting and repenting.”

“ I wouldn’t give too much thought into a reflection. “

#duoxity‌#hope u dont mind i love haru

the-moon-watches

#hold nothing - 【絵】

• • Stalks of bamboo reach high into the sky, letting little sunlight bleed through to the ground below. It wasn't wise to get lost in such a groove, so Genjo sticks to following a small path that winds through the thicket. It was wild how the terrain of this city could change so drastically just by entering a different ward.

Golden was the first he has set foot in, with it being the ward where his housing was assigned - like he was going to use that. Cotes, however, felt familiar. It was as if he set foot back into the east, from the building structure to the scent of food and sight of flora. Of course, he knew this wasn't the same- this was no Shangri-la.

As he follows the path at his feet Genjo hears another person in the grove up ahead of him, presumably where the path leads. Its the sound of someone fighting, or perhaps sparring, with focused grunts. Someone practiced. The priest has half a mind to turn and find his way out of the grove if only to avoid having to talk with someone. Yet he's already this far, and he was too stubborn to leave just because someone else got here first.

When he enters the clearing the first thing he notices is a man with a wooden sword, alone, as he fearlessly faces off against a stalk of bamboo. The second was the shrine, overgrown with greenery and worn away, yet standing proudly. Genjo gives a glance to the wooden sword wielding stranger, bringing his cigarette to his lips for a hit before moving to near the shrine.

" Don't mind me. " he grumbles, and hopes that will be the first and only thing he has to say.

@yunmeng-pride • •

#yunmeng-pride #yunmeng-pride.01

• • The smell of salt from the sea mixed with the smoke of the cigarette that was held loosely between two fingers. Waves crashed against the sand of the beach as Genjo stared out at the vast stretch of sea. Reaching the coast meant he was as far west as he could get, but this - this wasn't his destination. In fact he was certain this place wasn't even on the map of land he had the misfortune of traveling.

It was annoying to finally find some progression in his journey only to find himself somewhere unknown, with his gun and the Maten Sutra stolen away. Odds were against that damned Ukoku Sanzo having it, concerning himself to find these items would be a waste of energy when he didn't know where the enemy of this city stayed. It was large... but he could bide his time and find it.

After an exhale of smoke Genjo crouches down and stuffs the tail of his cigarette into the sand. Violet eyes scan the expanse of the beach, he's not entirely alone - but thank the fucking Gods there were no screaming children on this beach. A second thought is given to sitting in the sand, before he drops down with a sigh to stare out at the water again. It was peaceful. A rare occurrence for the priest, and so he decides to take advantage of the moment to close his eyes and meditate.

Minutes pass and quieting his mind was proving to be difficult at the moment. There were too many questions: how the hell did he get here, where was Goku, Hakkai and Gojyo? What happened with Nataku? Sharak? The goal of the journey west had been so close, so close and now so fucking far away. With a frustrated grumble he breaks meditative posture to pick up a rock and throw it at the sea.