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WHO: Greed & Lust
WHEN: Friday
WHERE: Lust's apartment
WHAT: Licking their wounds, pouting
WARNING: Sins, 'nuff said


Lust and Greed had holed up in her apartment to recover from the battle they had waged with their siblings against Lucifer and Satan. There were deaths. And major causalities. Their bodies had looked like someone had tried to shred them. And burn them. But no one knew where Lust's apartment was except Greed and Gluttony and Glutt was dead.

They were healing nicely, most of the wounds having mended but there were enough marks still left that weren't fading fast enough for Lust's liking and they just served as nasty reminders of what happened. Lust hated being marked up, she hated Greed being marred either. She liked her things pretty. So this was an extra blow. They'd both be right as rain soon enough but all she was now was tired. And angry. She lay naked on the bed playing with one of the bloody knives from the fight idly as she stayed lost in thought.

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Greed flopped a stolen phone against his hand as he sat on the edge of the bed. He hadn't fingered in the one number he wanted to call because he was being cautious. He was being cautious because he like his family had stuck their neck out to defend what was theirs and he felt slapped in the face. Forget bruises, cuts, gashes and burns. The real wound came from Wrath when she bolted while they were in the line of fire. Quite literally so she could play house with her Saint. That had ticked Greed off even more than the fact this was a stance against Hell to prove they were their own entities. He had understood Wrath's desire for something nice. He'd waited centuries to figure out the other side, to have in his tight little fingers and he had to keep it at a distance. It had put him in a really bad mood.

He tapped the phone a little longer before throwing it on the nightstand to flop on the bed beside Lust. He punched the air a few times. Worse than all this they had lost Gluttony and that was a harsh blow.