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WHO: Greed & Lust
WHEN: Friday night
WHERE: Lust's place
WHAT: Everything.
WARNING: S.I.N.S. (Sorrows I Never Show)
Lust barely ever used her apartment. She was always either at Ambrosia or at Greed's but she still liked having a little place away to herself. Lust wasn't a fan of being alone but sometimes.. sometimes it was necessary. Times like now when Greed hurt her to the point she couldn't face anything. She turned the lights on and walked into the bedroom. It wasn't as spacious as Ambrosia, but she liked it. It was different, and not showy but very her. It was easy to see she'd put actual time and thought into it despite not using it often.
She opened the wardrobe and rooted throw clothes and sheets and other things until she found what she was looking for. It was an antique music box. But it wasn't an antique when she was first given it. It was tacky and cheap. She opened the lid, the wood creaking in protest and the old music box slowly grinding out the first tinkles of a French love song. She smiled a little and took out the only jewelry the box contained. An old silver ring twisted into knots of flowers with pearls in them. It was her wedding ring. Oh sure, her engagement ring from Devlin was the family diamond, big, flashy... but he'd surprised her on their wedding day with this unique band he'd designed himself. He was so into nature, flowers, the country.. Lust hadn't been thrilled with his little token of affection but after he was gone.. through the years she didn't know what became of the diamonds and the jewels but this.. she always kept it.
WHEN: Friday night
WHERE: Lust's place
WHAT: Everything.
WARNING: S.I.N.S. (Sorrows I Never Show)
Lust barely ever used her apartment. She was always either at Ambrosia or at Greed's but she still liked having a little place away to herself. Lust wasn't a fan of being alone but sometimes.. sometimes it was necessary. Times like now when Greed hurt her to the point she couldn't face anything. She turned the lights on and walked into the bedroom. It wasn't as spacious as Ambrosia, but she liked it. It was different, and not showy but very her. It was easy to see she'd put actual time and thought into it despite not using it often.
She opened the wardrobe and rooted throw clothes and sheets and other things until she found what she was looking for. It was an antique music box. But it wasn't an antique when she was first given it. It was tacky and cheap. She opened the lid, the wood creaking in protest and the old music box slowly grinding out the first tinkles of a French love song. She smiled a little and took out the only jewelry the box contained. An old silver ring twisted into knots of flowers with pearls in them. It was her wedding ring. Oh sure, her engagement ring from Devlin was the family diamond, big, flashy... but he'd surprised her on their wedding day with this unique band he'd designed himself. He was so into nature, flowers, the country.. Lust hadn't been thrilled with his little token of affection but after he was gone.. through the years she didn't know what became of the diamonds and the jewels but this.. she always kept it.
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Date: 2012-10-20 05:07 am (UTC)After Tuesday everything started to snowball down. Lust had made it worse. One thing that turned Greed off into a foul mood was a bitchy Lust who threatened him. It really grated under his skin. He'd stopped by Ambrosia, but she wasn't there. There was only one other place she could be when she wanted space. Greed knocked, but had already devised a plan to get in if she refused.
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Date: 2012-10-20 05:17 am (UTC)It'd take a few minutes but the door opened. Lust didn't look happy to see Greed and put a hand on the doorjamb, effectively preventing him from coming in. She didn't want him in her place. She didn't want him in her face. "What." she was trying to keep her anger and hurt out of it but she was a sin, self control wasn't really in her vocab.
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Date: 2012-10-20 01:45 pm (UTC)He dropped his baby blues with a coat of tears. Those always got Lust's attention. At least to get him in the door. At least he thought."Let me in," he whined. "Please?"
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Date: 2012-10-20 02:06 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-10-20 02:15 pm (UTC)He'd seen Pride, they beat the shit out of each other, but he hadn't fucked her. He was too mad. He was still mad, especially when Lust barked at him like a kid. She wasn't supposed to be his enemy. They were a team.
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Date: 2012-10-20 02:32 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-10-20 02:37 pm (UTC)"I ran into her last night," he barked. Today he'd wallowed in self pity with Sloth and that had drained him.
His hands dropped to the floor, gaining his breath as he stared at her feet. That was until he latched to her legs like a four year old and he wasn't letting go.
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Date: 2012-10-20 03:57 pm (UTC)His jaw twitched loosening his arms but not letting go of her legs. He looked at her, fighting everything inside him to just blurt it out. His eyes this time lined with tears but they weren't to put on a fake show so she'd let him in the door. "It's not because of Pride," he said in a hoarse voice.
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Date: 2012-10-20 04:03 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-10-20 04:42 pm (UTC)She was going to hate him, she was going to be furious. No different than a mother who had to scold their child for dragging dirt through the house....and Greed had a lot of dirt. Patience was already involved here, which could be bad---but Sloth had taken care of that temporarily.
Greed loosened his lips feeling defeated because in the end Lust had to know. "A girl..." he squeaked, saying it fast as if that dulled down the importance of this. The girl didn't have a name yet, Lust had never seen her, but she would dig for it to get him to spit it all out.
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Date: 2012-10-21 12:53 am (UTC)Yet...he couldn't let Lust just bat against him. It would be difficult. He'd pull through, because Greed could survive on his own, but he didn't want to imagine a world where she didn't have his back.
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Date: 2012-10-21 01:13 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-10-21 01:31 am (UTC)She'd stunned him, but he supposed he did the same when he drug her mortal boy through the mud on a rainy night after letting him bleed dry. He would protect what he had if it meant giving up something else. He was used to bargains, and Lust was making a heavy one. He needed a moment to think about it.
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Date: 2012-10-21 01:38 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-10-21 01:45 am (UTC)"Zoe lives and I'll not fuck Pride again." He wasn't sure he could keep that promise, but he was damn well sure going to try. He could hurt Lust with her own pet in the past, but he wasn't willing to let her hurt his.
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Date: 2012-10-21 02:03 am (UTC)She took no pleasure in this deal. She hated that she had to even make it and let her hand drop.
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Date: 2012-10-21 02:12 am (UTC)Losing both his possessions for one fuck---which was more worth it? That was the bargain Lust was putting him up for. Lust could and would make him miserable just to sate her own selfishness. He couldn't expect any less, because he would have done the same. He hadn't left her much of a choice when he'd taken from her. His eyes dropped to the floor, following her hand. Now he just looked like a pitiful little boy without anything to keep him occupied.
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