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Who: Pride [narrative, open to Greed]
What: I wish to do more violence
When: Late Thursday night
Where: Streets of Manhattan
Warnings: Violence, murder, an extremely pissed off Pride


Pride didn't talk much about went on in her head. It didn't do her any favors, and it usually ended up getting thrown back in her face. Envy and Wrath were the only two of her siblings, apart from Sloth, that she was on decent terms with. And that was fine with her, Lust and Greed deserved each other. Honestly, at this point, she was just doing it to watch Lust almost have an aneurysm. It was just too easy.

But tonight, she was going to take out some of her anger on someone else. Lust could bleed, but she couldn't die. Not permanently, anyway. And right now, she really wanted to choke the life out of something. Watch the light leave its eyes and know it wouldn't return.

She studied herself in the mirror before she left the apartment. Her chosen form this time around wasn't exactly human, even if it looked exactly like one of them. She was a creature of Hell magic, and the human facade was just a veneer. She dropped it, looking at her true appearance. She was a dark, shining thing, eyes burning with Hellfire. She practically gleamed in the right light, gleamed like a gold medal or first place trophy. It pleased her, in its own way. She looked like the dark side to humanity that she truly was, the pride that drove men to blind ambition, made them do stupid, reckless things to get what they were so sure was rightfully theirs. For fucks sake, she was said to be what caused the Fall from Heaven, the root of all sin. She was not going to let her slut of a younger sister get to anymore.

She left in a swirl of smoke and brimstone, on foot and dressed all in black, blending into the shadows that lay like a blanket over the city. The unnatural darkness had long since lifted, but New York City still had plenty of shadowy corners without it. The city was a hunting ground for gods and monsters, not that anyone knew that. And that was how she liked it.

It didn't take her as long to find someone as she'd thought it might. The girl was a dead ringer for Lust, and that would do for Pride. A kick to the backs of her knees brought her down hard, and it wasn't hard to use her superior strength to subdue her. She climbed on top of her, wrapping hands like iron around her neck. The human struggled, fingernails clawing at Pride's arms, but she never stood a chance. It only took a few minutes, but she eventually stopped struggling. She stood up and poked her head out of the alley, heading back in the direction she'd come. Maybe she'd be able to calm down a bit now.

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Greed was pissed. No, royally pissed. This whole thing with Zoe was getting him in a little too deep, and not just him, with Lust as well. He wanted to set Zoe in some kind of plastic bubble because he knew even before Lust's threat that it could and would end nasty. He wanted to keep his precious human to himself. He wanted something that he'd never had dammit. So he clung to it like fucking super glue. Zoe was cute, yes, but she offered things that he had never had. Friendship, companionship---Greed encompassed both good and bad things. Yes, he wanted wealth and material possessions, but greed in itself was also what one was willing to do to better themselves, to achieve goals, to have things. That included people, ideas, and any desire that one wished for.

He'd been holding back a lot from Lust here lately because that's what Greed did. He ran off to do his own thing, but that's when he got into the biggest of messes. This one was starting to spread so wide he didn't have a mop big enough to clean it up. Being chewed out by the rest of the hell spawn was not on his agenda for the night. On top of it, Lust had flat out rejected him. Well, that just didn't make him a happy boy at all. It set him into that little part of himself that made him a vindictive, selfish asshole like the rest of his family. It didn't even matter if he fucked anything right now, he was actually too pissed off to care.

Then he ran into the only person Lust would have his balls shredded for. Pride. Greed had made himself the bargaining chip between Lust and Pride and he hadn't even realized it. Pride could spit him out and around on his ass just for the pleasure of returning him to Lust as scratched merchandise. And Greed, well he just wanted to piss someone off. Right now he didn't care who. It was why he'd stayed away from Zoe tonight. He would have taken it all out on her.

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Pride was a mess, her hair was wild, her clothes rumpled, the fire was blazing in her eyes. The girl she had found had helped to slake her anger somewhat, at least to where she could open her mouth without screaming at someone. At least she thought so. She really had no idea what it was about Lust that pissed her off so much, she just knew that it did. It made her see red, not that she'd ever admit that to the other Sin.

She was contemplating stopping at a liquor store when she spotted him. Greed. He didn't look any happier than she did, and it sort of pleased her. Misery loves company, after all. She walked closer, the heels of her boots clicking sharply on the pavement. This encounter would either end in violence or sex, but that was really what she needed right now. Something to take more of the edge off.

"Couldn't wait to see me, hmm?" she called, black humor coloring her voice. She slowed as she approached him, each step deliberate. They tended to explode when they came together, and she wanted that explosion.

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He smelled the blood on her, and Greed wanted to hurt....but unlike his siblings he only killed when it benefited him. It would do him no good to run the blood of someone else unless they had something valuable to him. Pride with her sexy, bitchy face had to ruin the mood by talking. Not that Greed could ever shut his own.

He threw her a nasty stare. Between her and Lust he was artfully putting himself on a platter. "Shut your fucking pie hole. You reek." Pride might do for a cage fight, she looked like she could take a few hits.