Travel With The Setting Sun (OPEN)

[smithandwesson]

Who: Genjo Sanzo (smithandwesson), Son Goku (bakazaru), Yusei Fudo (planetary_bonds), Jae-Ha (razzledazzles) & Anyone Else Interested!
What: Sanzo is one of Olympias Top 10 Most Wanted and he is on the ruuuunnnnn
When: The Entire Month of October
Where: Anywhere between Olympia's Residential district to The Outlook depending on how far he gets.
Warning(s): Besides some violence nothing yet! Will update as it's needed.



[Hearing the emergency announcement (and his name attached along with it), Genjo Sanzo was quick to react. He was used to living on the run and natural instinct lead him to take cover as soon as possible. Thankfully he had allies who were not going to turn on him any time soon for this sham of a monarchy, and thus knew he only had to stay completely out of sight until the majority of the chaos rolled over.

And so he was quick to take to the streets, escaping the back door of his apartment into the alleyways of the residential district.

Like Hell he was going to make it easy for anyone to find him, and he knew there were enough small empty homes in this architecturally crowded district for him to lose himself for a few days to a week or two without worry. Goku and Yusei all the while would make sure he was secretly provided for and informed while remaining as inconspicuous as possible. It wouldn’t be until halfway through the month, when the chaos cooled down a little that Sanzo would even dare peak his head outside.

When he does he is wrapped from head to toe, intentionally looking filthy while draped in torn robes, cheep sunglasses covering his eyes. He did his best to look as much like a homeless vagrant as possible and avoided all the streets that were more prone to having people wandering about.

He was on a mission after all-- And with enough luck and help from those who were willing, he trudged forward in his attempt to escape the city.]

OOC: Sanzo will be doing his best to keep as much on the down-low as possible. He will be avoiding all major roads, all stores, and all common routes that the city guards are known to travel. He is armed in case anyone may find him out and is in enough of a high tension setting that he will shoot on sight the moment he thinks someone is even slightly suspicious. That being said! I am open for all forms of CR and interactions! Whether you’re a normal civilian passing by on accident, an ally willing to help, or an enemy here to bring him in or worse! If you wish to do something but wish to plot it out more feel free to contact me on Plurk at chohakkaifan!

Comments

[sanzohoshi]

Hey! [If he'd just brushed her off with a grunt or something, she might've actually let him go and hours alter realized what--or rather, who--had passed her by.

It's Sanzo quick retreat that clues her in that she might be right and she hurries after him]

I'm on your side, you know! People like us gotta stick together, don't you think? [Ya know, Sanzo priests and all.] People are looking all over for you, you'll need all the help you can get to avoid them!

[smithandwesson]

... 'People like us'?

[Great. If he had any hope of concealing his identity from her it was absolutely ruined the moment he opened his mouth.

Well, no point in holding back now. What did he tell Rocket? That he wouldn't be afraid to smack her down just because she was a woman? And imposer is an imposer after all.]

And who are 'people like us' exactly?

[With that he turns back around, facing her directly with a stern expression despite his face being half concealed.]

[sanzohoshi]

[Sanzang stops short herself, hands resting on her hips as she eyes him at the sudden change in tone. Why the hostilty all of a sudden]

Refugees, of course.

[She holds a finger up as if she just recalled something] Oh! But, in your world, you're a Sanzo too, right? If you're who I think you are--And I'm pretty sure you are!

My world has the same--Or at least, something pretty similar! Even though I'd want to help all the same, it's even more meaningful when you think of that!

[smithandwesson]

[......Fucking Hell. She actually had him think that he could get away cleanly for a split second there. Although her explanations for her calling herself what she did was plausible, it seemed far more likely that she was some form of impostor.

How could, of all things, the title of Sanzo be a universal consistent after all? That sounded insane.

And so, despite her reasoning, Sanzo responded to her attempt to coerce him the only way he knew how.

He pulled out his gun and aimed it at her.]

Even if the bullshit you're spewing is accurate you should know better than go blabbing people's names out in the open when they're on the fucking run. Do you want to die?

[Genuine question.]

[sanzohoshi]

[She pauses in place, but her expression isn't fearful. She tilts her head and blinks slowly, watching him quietly.

Inwardly she lets her power build; she's deflected arrows and bullets with her sleeves before, this shouldn't be so different, though she really did hope it didn't come to that.]

That's a little rude to someone who's trying to help you out. I don't really mind if you don't believe me. [She waves a hand dismissively and grins] Besides, you can just call me 'Sanzang' now.

But, honestly, none of that's important right now. No one's overheard us, there's no one around right now except for us.

[smithandwesson]

[What... what was this? It was feint but sure enough he could sense it. The slow build of power that grew around her taking on a form not all that different from someone else he had come across recently.

It couldn't be... Could it?]

Tch'.

[None the less, he let his posture relax slightly. The gun was still pointed in her direction but the aggression in his demeanor seemed to have ebbed.]

Regardless, I would hold back on calling out formal titles for now if I were you.

[Just in case.]

Changing the dialect of the title doesn't change what you say you are. Give me one reason I should believe you're actually a Sanzo Priest.

[You know, besides the godly aura you seem to be carrying around you and that nice big red dot on your head.]

[sanzohoshi]

[Sanzang hums thoughtfully, but she relaxes somewhat as he does, smiling like he's said something particularly amusing.]

Hmm... Does it really matter what I say? If you're determined not to believe me, you won't listen anyhow. I could tell you how I was found floating down the river by my master who raised me. That I had to go on a great journey West and was given the name and title by my master before I left.

That I traveled to India with Son Goku, Sha Gojyo, and Cho Hakkai and came back. That now, years and years later, I have very little proof of it except for-- Well. The me before you.

You'll have to either trust that I'm just a 'Sanzo' from another world, or trust that I'm at least a very dedicated imitator to go this far. [Sanzang laughs a little and shrugs helplessly, looking amused still] Either way, I'm on your side. That you can believe in for sure.

[smithandwesson]

[This... This was all too much. What kind of crazy stalker was she? The later half of her words were common knowledge, but the first half... Very few in his own world knew of how he was found. A small groups of other monks who knew only rumors and—]

Another world, an imitator, or some asshole who’s working beside the worst type of person.

[That was right. One of the other people who knew that much about his past was that asshole. Which, sure enough, made him not believe her. If anything it gave him a good reason not to trust her.]

Last I recall, proving you’re a stalker is less than enough to prove you’re here to help.

[That’s right. Wasn’t there that other time he sent another fake Sanzo after him? That poor brat. Kami-sama.

He cocked the hammer to his gun. His wrist tensing.]

Try again.