genessia | [ action | closed ] here we go again, we're sick like animals we play pretend

Who: Genjyo Sanzo and Tannusen
Where: Genessia City
What: Tannusen is a nice kitty. (Or, you know, a massive jerk. Because cat.)
Warnings: I'm going to go out on a limb and guess 'a lot of profanity'.

Tannusen grew increasingly uncomfortable as time went by without him spending a while in his other form. When it came to it, he usually just lounged around in the apartment, or even in a closed Velvet Lust, and occasionally in Trahaerne's shop. Sometimes, lounging around wasn't enough and he stalked through Fayren's forests or other remote locals, clawing up the ground and climbing trees.

Once in a while, he decided to take advantage of not being on Earth, and spend time as a tiger more... publicly. Just because he could. It was novel! Weird as hell, but novel! Even if he knew that someday, someone was going to screw it up for him and beat Madison's record for the stupidest thing a human had ever done around him in this form.

But, despite that risk, this was one of those rare times when he was actually out in public.

There was a grassy little mini-park, somewhere in Genessia City. Well-tended, pleasant, and currently commandeered by a giant white bengal tiger. A record-breaking twelve and a half feet long with his tail, the tiger was given an extremely wide berth by the fake locals, and he was left in peace to soak in the sunlight and watch people walking past the little park.

Of course, someone's very shiny golden hair caught Tannusen's attention, and his gaze ended up following Genjyo Sanzo. They'd spoken once back in November, very briefly over video -- and the grumpy cuss of a priest had hung up on him, of course. Otherwise, all he knew of the guy came from his father's ever-so enthusiastic stories told over at Velvet Lust.

Including the fact that the guy was somehow scared of little housecats.

Little housecats! How peculiar. Tannusen watched the human passively from where he lay, the tip of his tail starting to twitch in the grass. It would sure be a shame if some giant damn cat started following the guy around for the day, wouldn't it...

Such a shame...

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...Fucker.

Sanzo whirled on his heel and made to stomp away. Why was the world so fucked looking? Is this what that dumbass cat thought was scary?! A nearby "fake" person gave Sanzo a weird look as he stepped over the tail of a massive serpent somehow laying across the road.

Oh this was good. Tannusen didn't get to watch mortals navigate the chimerical world in public, very often.

So, naturally, he padded along after him.

Of course it was following him again! Sanzo's mood grew darker and darker as he weaved his way through stupid, solid illusions. A newspaper stand belched fire at him like a furnace and any odd spot on the sidewalk became some disgusting insect to dart for his feet. Buildings were too big or too small for their lots, made of materials that didn't make sense. He ended up having to cross the road to avoid one made of rubber that was leaning over the sidewalk.

The trees were the worst, he had to jump out of the way when the last one he passed made a grab for him. What the fucking shit kind of illusion game was this?!

This was fucking great, was what this was.

Tannusen followed along, just close enough that Sanzo could faintly hear the giant cat purring at a distance. That was one amused damn animal. And one who navigated the weirdness of the chimerical world as naturally as breathing.

He'd had plenty of practice at it. Twenty-one years of being what he was, now? More practice than most his kind got.

Ugh. Stupid fucking animal. Rather than let it continue to stalk him like a fucking creep, he took a sharp turn into a nearby park, pointedly ignoring the shape changing squirrels and stupid little bugs that swarmed after him. He parked himself on a lumpy bench and crossed his arms.

There, no more fun for you, shithead.

In response, Tannusen looped around behind Sanzo's bench and then... vanished?

Yep, he'd left. He'd track the priest down again in a half hour or so, by scent if nothing else. Give him just enough time to think he'd accomplished much.

Sanzo wasn't moving another goddamned inch until this shit wore off. Nope, he was staying right where he was. Patience wasn't one of Sanzo's strong points but he was still a buddhist monk, if only in title. He could wait this out. Watch him.

He glared at anyone that came within twenty feet of him and waited.

The tiger looped back to check on him now and then, and then finally got bored. About two hours into Sanzo sitting and waiting for the 'illusion' to 'wear off', a human-form Tannusen appeared and dropped onto the other end of the bench, as casual as could be. Like he owned the place.

Like any cat acted, really.

And with his visible stripes, it wasn't hard to figure out who he was.

"If you're waiting for the world to go back to normal, you've got a few hours left to go."

Sanzo didn't even move his head to look over at Tannusen, instead shooting him a scathing look from the side. Just to make it abundantly clear that the tiger wasn't worth his time. He'd been passing the time with several cigarettes and the infuriating things the smoke kept turning into.

"Hn." That's all you're getting, shitty cat.

Why did Tannusen find bitchy people so entertaining? Who knew.

"Your dad never shuts up about you, you know. It's just the cutest thing."

Somewhere, Koumyou probably just sneezed.

Ugh. This all was a hundred times worse knowing this shitheel knew Koumyou. A thousand times worse that he had more confirmation that Koumyou couldn't keep his mouth shut about him. Sanzo never wanted to think about how many embarrassing stories were floating around about him now.

"I didn't ask."

"You didn't? Goodness, I must be losing my mind," Tannusen didn't quite laugh, but it was there in his tone. You know, while they sat in what could only be described as madness. Imagination and dreams running amok, everywhere.

"What do you want?" Sanzo snapped. He did not have the patience to sit out this stupid crap and deal with some stupid cat-thing getting on his case. Especially not for the latter. Shooting him seemed like a better and better idea as seconds went by.

"I didn't consider any demands to make!" Tannusen tapped his chin with one gloved fingertip, "Should I come up with something?"

God damned Faerie.

God damned cat.

Both.

"Hn." If that's how he was going to be, Sanzo was going to continue to do his best to cut off his fun. He stared straight ahead and offered no further answer than that. Fucker.

That was fine, Tannusen remained plenty amused. As the Empath could undoubtedly tell.

Probably because he knew the lumpy bench was a critter that was about to start walking.

Oh for fuck's sake- Sanzo jumped away from the bench the second it moved and stormed away, plowing through as many stupid fucking illusions as he could feasibly manage. He didn't even care what the stupid fucking shit head behind him felt, he was exhausted from all this nonsense.

Tannusen just waved cheerfully after him, and went about his day.

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