Toua Genjō Sanzō Hoshi-sama the 31st 【玄奘三蔵】 (
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genessia2018-01-29 03:55 pm
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[ action | closed ] "Bhikkhus, all is burning."
What: Flames of the Righteous The Reburn - Damien
Who: Genjo Sanzo and Leviathan
Didn't matter where Sanzo was, it seemed; people would dump their shit on him regardless. Sometimes without even meaning to, as in this case when he overheard people discussing their elderly relatives getting burned to death by some escaped lunatic.
Already inclined to find this fucker on pure principle, finding out along the way that there was a bounty on his head was just a bonus. It wasn't like the gold card would work here, and cigarettes and beer weren't cheap.
But above all, it provided a distraction from his situation. A violent distraction; the best kind!
Cue a few days of Sanzo snooping around, asking questions, and in general tracking this dirt-bag down. The asshole was holed up in a building at the edge of town, probably waiting for a few less people to be looking for him before striking again.
Wasn't going to happen.
Sanzo pulled his gun before easing the door open and carefully making his way inside.
His mistake, as it turned out, was in bothering to try to take the guy alive. Coming up behind him while the fucker was eating a sandwich of all things, Sanzo made his presence known by way of a cold gun barrel touching the back of the guy's head.
The priest had barely opened his mouth to demand to know if he was who he was after, when blue flames errupted all around him and he jerked back reflexively. The hidden, lingering damage from a recent severe burning reacted to the heat and briefly made his vision white-out in pain, too sudden and too surprising for him to simply willpower past in the moment.
And of course, by the time Sanzo could respond in any useful way, the guy was across the room lobbing more blue fire his way. Cursing, the priest threw himself around a corner, back to the wall and gun at the ready for any opening in the onslaught.
Who: Genjo Sanzo and Leviathan
Didn't matter where Sanzo was, it seemed; people would dump their shit on him regardless. Sometimes without even meaning to, as in this case when he overheard people discussing their elderly relatives getting burned to death by some escaped lunatic.
Already inclined to find this fucker on pure principle, finding out along the way that there was a bounty on his head was just a bonus. It wasn't like the gold card would work here, and cigarettes and beer weren't cheap.
But above all, it provided a distraction from his situation. A violent distraction; the best kind!
Cue a few days of Sanzo snooping around, asking questions, and in general tracking this dirt-bag down. The asshole was holed up in a building at the edge of town, probably waiting for a few less people to be looking for him before striking again.
Wasn't going to happen.
Sanzo pulled his gun before easing the door open and carefully making his way inside.
His mistake, as it turned out, was in bothering to try to take the guy alive. Coming up behind him while the fucker was eating a sandwich of all things, Sanzo made his presence known by way of a cold gun barrel touching the back of the guy's head.
The priest had barely opened his mouth to demand to know if he was who he was after, when blue flames errupted all around him and he jerked back reflexively. The hidden, lingering damage from a recent severe burning reacted to the heat and briefly made his vision white-out in pain, too sudden and too surprising for him to simply willpower past in the moment.
And of course, by the time Sanzo could respond in any useful way, the guy was across the room lobbing more blue fire his way. Cursing, the priest threw himself around a corner, back to the wall and gun at the ready for any opening in the onslaught.

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Approaching the place, her ears flicked when she heard something going on inside. Her hearings were sensitive. What was this? This pyro was going after priests too? Or perhaps he was old? Probably.
At the door of the establishment, Levi punched through it, hopefully enough to make some distraction. The demon gave a devilish grin as she waved to the lunitic.]
Hey~
Question~ Are you the one responsible for all these fires and elderly deaths?
[Though clearly there was hints of blue flames, and the situation seemed obvious to her. Hopefully that was enough for the priest to do something.]
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Cue Damien shrieking in pain, halting his onslaught of flames to clutch his ruined hand to his chest.
Sanzo stepped out from around the corner, gun aimed right at his face. His attention stayed on the maniac, but he clearly spoke to the newcomer-- "I take it you're after the bounty."
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She heard the shot, seemed quite surprised it came from the priest. Levi let out a small sigh. "Try not to kill him," she said to Sanzo, while she looked down at the pyro.
"That and saving your ass," she admitted. "Do I need to break your arm?" She clearly asked Damien, crimson eyes flickered with temptation.