[Open | Action] Birds!

[badly_behaved_priest]

[Choose a location] -- Attleton or Genessia City

Thanks to Amberdrake, Sanzo is a "reluctant" secondary caretaker of a flock of ten, rainbow colored birds. They're the size of finches and ramble in disjointed sentences. They know how to listen to others if commands are directed at them, but would one know that right off the bat? They love to imitate the speech of others and annoy interesting strangers. Sanzo might have as few as two and as many as ten while he's walking about, being bored.

One of the birds might just take an interest in some stanger and try to play with their hair...

((OOC Warning: Don't be aggressive towards the birds unless you're after a fight.))

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[badly_behaved_priest]

Sanzo kept his gun pointed at the cheeky ghost another few seconds before he huffed and lowered his arm. He didn't trust that thing one bit. The birds, now they were out of danger, were happy to play with Trevenant. They kept their distance from Gengar for now.

"What is that thing?" Judging by his reaction, the gengar was sentient but Sanzo didn't care. He was still mad.

[youfool]

Ted chuckled. "Thing? That's a bit callous, don't you think?" He couldn't deny that Gengar was a curiosity. Ted looked lovingly towards the ever-jubilant Trevenant, absorbed with its own reveries.

"These two are what's called pokemon; about as intelligent a beast as one could hope to find. Though your birds may challenge that, given their penchant for mockery. Gengar likes that too; making fun. Maybe a little too much." He shot him a look, which Gengar took as a flattery.

"Gengar, on top of being a mischievous scamp, is a 'Ghost' type. Don't worry, I don't think that means anything metaphysical. Just that he likes to go through walls and haunt on occasion. Thankfully the latter is something I've exercised from his sphere of activity. Now he goes on walks. He's handy to have around nowadays, in the summer. Did you notice how it got cooler when we came by? A chill proceeds him wherever he goes.

Now it's my turn! What are those mockingbirds of yours?"

[badly_behaved_priest]

Sanzo continued to glare at Gengar. He didn't like any of what Ted had described, it all sounded like something he would have fought on his world. The walking tree didn't sit well with him either but the purple jackass was his main concern.

"Yeah I felt it." That's what he gets for not being suspicious of every slightest change in his surroundings.

"The birds aren't that smart," he grudgingly explained. "They're like kids, stupid and making too much noise. Supposedly they deliver messages, if you can get them to pay attention that long."

Truthfully, Sanzo usually didn't care enough to make the birds listen.

[youfool]

"Ah, you're sensitive". Ted said it in an awestruck way, like he might reserve for a prescient mystic. Gengar chimed in. "I'll say."

That and other japes would constitute Gengar's contribution. Gengar pulled his eyes down and stuck out his tongue at Sanzo, making every face in the book (and a few new ones) if it was funny enough. All carefully timed for when Ted wasn't looking. One could be forgiven for thinking it was some spiritual dislike of priests, even badly behaved ones. Truthfully Gengar liked Sanzo just fine, for he always liked those who were good for a laugh, especially at their expense.

"Heh, but you haven't told me their name. Or yours, either." Ted's own name? Left unsaid. Not out of coyness or mystery, but sheer forgetfulness.

"Come now, that's rather unkind to children. Don't suppose you've ever had any? Ever thought about it, or wanted to? A bad babysitting experience, perhaps?"

[badly_behaved_priest]

Sanzo's left eye was twitching with barely concealed rage by the time Ted had finished talking. He really wanted to shoot it. Or kick it, something to get it to stop being an obnoxious jerk. If it made one more fucking face at him...

"A bad babysitting experience wouldn't be far off from the truth." He carefully left out the part where he was just as much of a brat as Gojyo or Goku. The idea of having children, eugh, no, one teenage monkey was enough.

"Sanzo." He could have asked for Ted's name but he didn't care enough. "The birds don't have names, except that annoyance."

Sanzo pointed to a bird with a bright red head to clash with the rest of its brilliant colors. It happily said "Fuck!" in response to being noticed.

"He's Red."

[youfool]

One more face, eh? While Ted was talking, he'd make his best yet. Gengar's good with minor illusions. For example: making his face look like Sanzo's. Only cross-eyed. And missing a few teeth. And with a lolling tongue hanging out for good measure. And if that didn't do the trick, he'd slowly morph his features into a butt. As if to say, "You are a buttface." Classy.

Hopefully Ted's talk would be so engaging, Sanzo wouldn't even notice. He flinched a little at the bird's curse. "Goodness! What kind of miscreant would teach them something like that? I can see why you might be soured on the prospect of your own brood." Darn teenagers. Not that Ted's optimism could be blunted for long.

"Still, maybe you just need to meet the right woman. There's plenty around here, all attractive, and I don't see many weddings rings about, if you catch my drift."

"Oh, not their personal names. Their species, silly! What are they called? I assume some variety of mockingbird." He tried to get closer to Red and change its ways. "Say, 'holy holy', or something."

[badly_behaved_priest]

"Holy moly or something!" Red was a good bird, he tried very hard. He looked as proud of himself as a tiny ball of feathers could.

"Contain that thing or I'm going to kill it," Sanzo growled as he glared daggers at Gengar, not near as sociable as any of the birds. He had listened to Ted, nearly shuddering at the suggestion to try to find the 'right woman' to have kids with, urgh, but his focus was on the jackass making rude faces at him. If it wasn't Ted's companion he would have shot it by now. He did still have his gun in hand, it was terribly tempting while he was this pissed off.

[youfool]

Ted's heart melted for Red. "You precious creature. Ah, but you cannot get praise and instruction at once, can you? 'Holy, holy, ho-eh!'" Ted's voice caught as Sanzo threatened his favorite pseudo-ghost. He swiveled his head around to the growling priest. "Excuse me? What's he doing this time?" Might as well check again. It's not like this would be the first time Gengar misbehaved. Or the seventieth. Naturally, Gengar was quicker on the draw, reverting his features so something rosy.

Ted was quiet for a few moments. "...you mean to tell me you'd kill something for being merely cheery? If that's so, I should wonder why these birds still breathe. Sanzo, as hard as this may be to believe, that's the countenance nature bestowed upon him. That's how he always looks. Well, with exception to the blushing, that's rare. He's simply a very happy beast. Why would you begrudge him that?" The purple ghost added his two cents. "Gengar... (Yeah ya big meany.)"

[badly_behaved_priest]

Sanzo did not take being teased well and he was having terrible luck at avoiding harassment when just walking around. It was the birds' fault, he was certain, but he wasn't mad at them right now. He was itching to send the thing running, at very least. The gun was stowed away before he lost his temper completely and put a hole in it.

"You know that beast can change it's face before you see it, correct?" Sanzo retorted in an incredibly condescending tone. He snapped his fingers and the birds knew better than to disobey when he was this pissed off. They were in no danger of him lashing out at them but the yelling got obnoxious! In a colorful cloud they took to the air and landed by their owner, peering around his robes at Ted and his Pokemon.

"I'm done."

[youfool]

He wouldn't put it past Gengar to do something like that. But it left him in a dilemma. He liked giving people the benefit of the doubt, but he loved Gengar. Ted definitely didn't want this to end on a sour note. "Heh, how convenient for him. Well, I should've liked to see his funny faces myself, for he rarely consents to amuse me. He must really like you." Mostly true. He gently addressed his pet. "Gengar, you must respect everyone's sense of humor, no matter how narrow it may be. If you were making faces, pray apologize. Otherwise, wish the nice man good day." Gengar's eyes went to the side, looking almost contrite. "Gengar Geng. (Okay. Sorry you're such a sensitive Sally.)" Ted smiled, absolutely confident Gengar had said all the right things to mend.

"That's better! Come along you two." Trevenant merrily shuffled away. "(Bye birdies! Let's play again sometime!)" Ted nodded at Sanzo. "Good day, and good luck in your romantic adventures."

[badly_behaved_priest]

"Sure."

Sanzo shot Gengar a last mean, squinty look before moving to leave. He was a half second away from sending the birds off to harass Amberdrake instead, he was in dire need of a cigarette and no damned noise while his temper cooled. He was eager to put distance between himself and the guy with two asshole pets, what was his luck and running into weird assholes? At least it gave him sometime to do... A a lot of things to not think about, like 'romantic adventures'. Why?!