#tbh usually swk would match him in being an ass but alas. he gold

[sunsage]

Somehow it felt wrong, to just sit in his house and mope over the people he lost when there could be people that need help in the city. Such altruism isn't really in character for him (hasn't been in a while), but it feels right, somehow, so here Sun Wukong is, monitoring the streets. At least, that is what he was doing, until he hears a voice from somewhere around his knees.

A moody yaoguai of some kind. The color is something between blue and green as far as Wukong can tell though, again, that means nothing to him. But he doesn't... completely dislike it.

Could do without the attitude, though.

"No. People usually tell me it works great on me." Then again, most people weren't keen on insulting him to his face, lest they face his wrath (and the ones who do want to insult him usually go for his awful character rather than looks). But Wukong himself doesn't believe the color looks wrong on him, and that's what is important. "Why, do you want some?"

He doesn't mind sharing, really, if it makes the demon less grouchy.

@sunsage liked for a color theory starter !

From the moment he'd first woken up this morning - the fact he'd had to sleep at all brings forth a bitter feeling in his mind - he'd felt like a ton of bricks. Sure, he's got his lower half, but he means it metaphorically. Sometimes this sort of thing cropped up, but he'd been pretty good at shoving it aside for a trillion years. Now, though, where he’d once maintained his carefully curated mask of mirth to bury such feelings, a blanket of numbness was the only thing he had to supply. Not a great feeling.

He'd stayed holed up in his townhouse for a while, waiting for the feeling to pass, but it didn't, and the longer he'd dwelled on it, the worse everything got. He stays like that until he just can't stand it anymore and the thoughts are overpowering; he needs a distraction.

That's what he's on his way to find, waiting at one of the train stations between wards when he notices the near glowing golden being next to him.

“That color really doesn't work on you, has anyone told you that?"