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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."

{~~About that. His love and hate for Xie Lian is like the love and hate he holds for himself. It's very twisted.~~}

"Only if someone longs for that sort of connection." Jun Wu isn't moved, sorry Gojyo. The real reason has him smirking and he drinks more wine before shaking his head.

"Why only two options?"

What are blood types?

"Because there'd just been an attack by a gigantic monster, most people had taken shelter, and there were only three of us left to choose from."

What are blood types indeed? Gojyo and the guy he donated blood to don't even have the same blood type.

"--Oh hey, the Admiral responded. Says Zhu Xin isn't an option, but he'll give you the virginity-detecting one."

"I'm glad it was successful...?" was it successful? Surely it was. Rejection was never an option, right? Right.

"Ah?" now Jun Wu's attention is rapt and he smirks and nods, "Very well. I shall have my own amusement with that blade."

"Unfortunately it was."

Successful, that is. Gojyo can't stand Sanzo, can't believe he had to give his own blood to keep him alive. ~~He'd fucking die for Sanzo, but don't say that out loud.~~

"...Oh man. We could make a betting pool on who's still got their V-card or not."

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