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Fuck you beat me to it

Me, I want a harem of at least ten hot women all crazy for me

Gimme your pitch for why I should give you your sword

[Gojyo isn't much for research, or planning ahead, but he has at least taken the time to skim through Jun Wu's network posts, as well as Xie Lian's heads-up about him.]

Can't you find pity for a martial god without a sword?

{Likely not.}

What must I do to convince you? Become a hot woman?

Fuck yeah

One with nice firm boobs and soft skin and who smells nice

But really

You're talking to a guy who's gotta fight for his life on a semi-daily basis. I get the appeal of a weapon!!

~~Convince me~~ of why you need a sword HERE, specifically

I will consider "I need it to kill this specific person" as a legitimate reason, just so you know

I would give you no less. {Since the gods can change their gender, Jun Wu would be something.}

Then you understand. I'm relieved. I don't wish to kill anyone at present, but there are plenty who will want to kill me. Have you met Xianle? Xie Lian?

[...So that's definitely a joke, right?]

Yeah

Met him on my first day here

He used to be my friend's warden

[Go on, dude.]

{He is mad enough to give it a try if he gets a sword out of it.}

He is the one who defeated me in battle. His allies might prove dangerous to me.

[...

Gojyo considers for a few moments, taking a couple of drags of his cigarette.]

Listen, let's meet up somewhere

Chatting like this is a pain

Where? {His cave? The library? The deck? Somewhere else~?}

Wherever you want

I can let you into the lounge

That would give us privacy. Will you give me directions?

It's on the upper deck

Ten minutes? I'll be there to let you in

{Smirking, Jun Wu makes his way to the upper deck, enjoying the stars above. He is without his most obvious mask - though the magical one is still in place. His tall form is hard to miss in his funerary robes.}

Gojyo's already there as promised, in his usual baggy tank top and vest, leaning against a wall and smoking. He lazily glances over as he notices Jun Wu approaching...

...Damn it, why are all the men in this place so stupidly pretty? he heterosexually thinks.

"Yo. Want one?" He holds out his pack of cigarettes.

Jun Wu tucks his hands behind his back, poised, posture perfect. He smiles, the expression somehow still dangerous, welcoming the other man.

"What are those?" he cocks his head and makes no move to take one, "I'm glad we can meet in person. You should know I have spent the majority of my life with a sword at my side."

It's not like Gojyo doesn't pick up on the dangerous vibe - hell, his best friend is someone who manages to look extremely scary while smiling - but he's... well, he's very used to being around dangerous people who quite often are trying to kill him. It doesn't phase him much nowadays.

He takes a drag of his cigarette and exhales the smoke in demonstration.

"Cigs. Tobacco? You smoke 'em."

Technically you're not supposed to smoke indoors (for whatever stupid reason) but if there's no one in the Lounge to complain, it didn't happen. He unlocks the door.

"Yeah, nice meeting ya. And look, I get it. Trouble is, I'm a total newbie but even I know that if your inmate kills someone for a stupid reason with a weapon you've given them, you're the one getting in trouble, and I'm not here for that shit."

Jun Wu is the type that can smile one second and then repeatedly smash someone's head against a rock wall the next. His rage is like a mindless beast, wanting answers, wanting subjugation through any means available. Needless to say his past has left him scarred both inside and out.

"Hm." he doesn't do anything that harms his body. Usually. Even drinking is something he avoids.

"I wouldn't get you in trouble. There are many other ways to kill someone." is that comforting? "I wouldn't dirty my sword for it."

More cigarettes for Gojyo! The pack disappears back into his pocket when Jun Wu makes no inclination of wanting one. Speaking of doing harmful things to your body - as they enter the Lounge, Gojyo immediately goes to grab himself a beer. With a wave towards to bar,

"Help yourself to your preferred poison", he says as he heads over to a table. What do you know, they are alone in here for now.

"Heh... so basically, you're saying the sword would just be, what's the word... threat display?"

Since he did express concern that Xie Lian's allies might pose a threat to him.

"It would be part of me. Part of my past." Jun Wu shrugs a shoulder and moves soundlessly to the bar. He examines what he is offered and finds...water. How exciting. He does add a bit of lime to it because he can.

"The blade I wish for is Zhu Xin." he swirls the water in his glass and sips on it, "We have been separated for a long time. Being separated again seems unfair."

He had lent the blade to Xie Lian. But now it's time the blade comes back to its real master.

"Yan Zhen would be another possibility, but that sword could cause...embarrassment onboard." since it detects whether someone has had sexual intercourse or not.

And here Gojyo meant letting him into the Lounge with the nice booze selection as a nice thing. Oh, well, that's Jun Wu's loss.

He also thinks Jun Wu is full of shit. First he says he needs the sword for protection, then it's 'I wouldn't dirty it by killing', and now it's 'I just miss it ):'. But Gojyo also sympathises with wanting the means to protect oneself. He looks at Jun Wu, amused.

"Embarrassment how?

And look, man. You've already given me like five different reasons for wanting a sword," -- just searching for that one excuse that'll make Gojyo cave, he doesn't say out loud -- "so how about this? I ask the big boss to give you your sword, but if you go around stabbing people for shitty reasons, I punch you in the face?"

Well... He might be goaded into trying some of the strange wine. Why is it that color anyway? He picks up a bottle and swirls the contents around. He is accustomed to wine made out of grains - not grapes!

"It reveals whether or not someone is pure." he answers without looking away from the wine. He takes out the cork with his teeth and pours himself a glass.

"Five good reasons." Jun Wu sighs and then smirks, "If I go around stabbing people, you should make sure I haven't been possessed first. I like a good fight and few onboard could give that to me. I don't stab for no reason."

--Pfft!

"Oh man, why don't we request the purity sword instead? That'd be fucking hilarious. ...Although it might break from outrage if I touch it."

He's a perv, after all! ...Okay, he sobers up a little once he's done laughing.

"Fine, I'll ask for it. Gimme a sec," he says, fishing up his communicator.

"The poor thing." Jun Wu won't make any comment on his Warden's perversions, but he does feel bad for his sword, "It had enough to tell me about in Heaven. I'd rather not know about what happens down here."

The very thought makes his skin crawl!

"Thank you." he drinks the wine carefully, trying to decide whether he likes it or not.

Gojyo makes call before laughing again.

"What, even gods are like that?" He takes a swig of his beer. ...You know what, actually: "--Guess that makes sense. The first time I met a goddess, she did make out with me."

With a nod towards Jun Wu: "How is it?" The wine, he means.

"...did she tell you why?" Jun Wu is curious about that. He is not a romantic man and so he doesn't fully understand someone falling hard for another person.

"Tart." he drinks from the cup again, "I don't mind it. The overly sweet wines are nauseating."

[~~Jun Wu, you've been obsessed with one man for centuries. Toxic yaoi is still romantic.~~]

Gojyo spreads his arms.

"Have you seen me? You don't think seeing someone this gorgeous is enough reason to wanna make out instantly?

--I mean, okay: she did it to take my blood to give it to a guy who'd lost a lot if it. But still! She had two other options, but she still chose yours truly."

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