Day 29: Courtyard

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Though he hadn't been able to stomach much of the cafeteria food, as the day went on, he did feel marginally better.  The fever seemed to have broken and he'd held down what little he'd eaten.  It made him a little anxious, to sit around so much, and even if it was difficult, a walk outside sounded like a nice break from the usual.  He had no interest in the visitors.  Likely as not they were the same as the creature he'd run into a couple nights ago in the form of Aizen Sousuke. 

He folded his thin arms across his chest as he started his walk around the courtyard.  The air was crisp, getting colder by the day it seemed, but it didn't dissuade him from taking a leisurely walk while he gathered his thoughts.

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Rumors? It wasn't rumors, although he didn't know how they selected who got "visited" and who didn't.

Sanzo nearly snorted at that. Fuck, he'd had one days ago, and now that he could think back on it without being blind-sided by something like that again, he was regretting not putting up more of a fight against going that time.

Because now he couldn't stop thinking about Koumyou, and even though he knew that there was no way he'd have survived, that it was flat out, fucking impossible....and yet, he was still asking himself what-if.

"They bring in someone claiming to be someone from your past: someone you once cared about. Even those that you know are dead," He was definitely going to need a smoke the moment the dinner shift arrived. Hitsugaya was going to have to deal with it. "They look identical to the person, share the exact same mannerisms."

He still wasn't able to label that visitor he'd had as Koumyou. It had to be an assassin, youkai, whatever. It just couldn't be Koumyou.