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WHO: Greed & Lust
WHEN: Friday
WHERE: Lust's apartment
WHAT: Making the most of a bad situation
WARNING: Sins


Lust was half way between pouting and angry when she arrived home. Like most of the sins, with time she let go of her moodiness over Wrath's shenanigans, it did not mean she had by any means forgiven her sister Sin or her Dickslayer but when it wasn't in front of her, Lust tended to forget. And it was just so much more fun spending that time on herself instead. It did annoy her that Greed didn't seem to be giving her 100% of his attention lately but she had Ambrosia to distract her to make up for his oversight. Until today of course when she ran into Jack and he decided to play a game that Lust did not enjoy.

"Greeeeeeed!" she whined out when she came in the door, looking upset. And it was easy to see why. A knife had sliced across Lust's collarbone, deep enough that drops of blood spilled from it. Ruining her clothes which also had a cut on the side. Her fingertips were coated in the junk as well since she'd smeared it on her chest when she'd been trying to assess the damage. She was highly annoyed, she just got her body back to perfect after the whole killing Satan and Lucifer thing and then this happens!

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Date: 2012-11-16 11:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] better-than.insanejournal.com
Greed was plugged into xbox when Lust came in the door. His handheld gun was aimed toward the t.v. shooting at zombies or some other digital land he'd thrown himself into. When Lust called out he whipped ariubd shooting off the toy gun just as he spotted Lust.

"What?" He cried out, noticing the blood. He looked confused, eyeing the tip of his gun, then her and back again. Had he just done that?

that autocorrect was supposed to say 'around'

Date: 2012-11-17 12:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] better-than.insanejournal.com
He pointed the gun again with a shot with no results. He fingered the wound before annoyance threw him. "What happened?" He shrieked. That was going to scar a little. Who had marred his Lust?

Date: 2012-11-17 01:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] better-than.insanejournal.com
Greed followed her to the couch, flopping down nearly on top of her. "Well why did he do that?" He took a half soiled napkin from his empty pizza box and tried to dab at the wound. It was more like abrasive sandpaper than a soft cotton swab.

Date: 2012-11-17 04:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] better-than.insanejournal.com
Greed eyed her scar as if it were a caterpillar crawling up her face. He didn't have anything else lying around, so he licked his thumb and ran it over the dried blood, only managing to smear it. Lust would never be ugly especially to Greed. He wanted the scar to go away, but he was still too engrossed in himself.

"Maybe that means you need a vacation from work," he touted , getting up and running off to the bathroom. He came back with a handful of towels and the first aid kit. After pouring the towels in her lap he shuffled in the kit finding anything that looked like antiseptic that might clean her up. He had to make his Lust shiny and pretty again.

Date: 2012-11-17 04:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] better-than.insanejournal.com
"Maybe," he scoffed like a child endlessly rummaging through the kit until he had the right stuff. He read over the label and then spritzed the bloody area. "Oh," when she reminded him of her shirt he climbed onto the couch and pulled it over her head, looking to be sure there were no more scratches for him to fix. He spritzed the cleaner again and wiped away the blood.

Date: 2012-11-18 05:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] better-than.insanejournal.com
When he was done Greed looked at his handiwork with pride. As good as new....mostly. The cut would heal, but it didn't mean he was happy about it. He hadn't been giving her his attention lately for his own mopey moods. She was all he had right now.

As Lust dropped her gaze he pouted. She spent all her time at Ambrosia and now wanted him to pet her ego? Rude. He wiped off his hands on his jeans so he could grab her face. "If you want a fuck just ask for it, don't guilt trip me." Oddly enough he just hadn't been in the mood these last few weeks. It made this relationship with Zoe a bigger problem for Lust. When Greed pouted, the things he liked felt lost. He took this all pretty personal.

Date: 2012-11-19 06:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] better-than.insanejournal.com
It was this battle of who feels worse. Greed was determined to be the sympathy puppy here. However, Lust's drawn down face made his own pout grow. "Lust..." he whined. She was leaving him alone when he didn't need it, he wasn't going to....

She pulled out a phone and he eyed her warily. "What's that for?"

Date: 2012-11-20 12:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] better-than.insanejournal.com
He grew instantly excited, his mouth as wide as his eyes the moment he had the phone in his hands. Pure candy for a little boy. This was definitely better than zombies! Lust however was still pouting, and her gesture was enough to draw his attention to her.

Scooting close he kissed her neck softly. Sins didn't get gifts without wanting something in return. It was a way of bargaining. "I'm sorry I've not been a good playmate these last few weeks."

Date: 2012-11-20 04:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] better-than.insanejournal.com
He rested his head on het shoulder, kissing it before springing up off the couch. "I'll be right back." Immediately he dialed Zoe's number for a quick chat, then he'd take Lust out. He didn't like seeing her mope around.

Date: 2012-11-20 05:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] better-than.insanejournal.com
Greed bounced around the apartment while waiting for Zoe to pick up. Once her voice graced the other end he beamed. "Yo!" He said in a bouncy voice. "What are you up to tonight?" He wiggled his brows, deepening his voice a little to throw her off. It would he enough to make her pause and think about whobshe was talking to. He kind of didn't care what she said he was just excited to hear her voice.

Date: 2012-11-20 05:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] better-than.insanejournal.com
It was hard for him to not beam a little. He got that way when he had his most precious things near. He was like Gollum without the scary voice and emaciation. "Better not be Fiji. At least not without me." He put a hand on his hip with a pout. He tried to wander ariubd the apartment where Lust couldn't hear, but his loud laughs were hard to miss during their short conversation. It was the closest he could get to his prized toy until it was safe. He missed her though, it was pretty obvious.

Date: 2012-11-20 05:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] better-than.insanejournal.com
"That pillow is going to get its feathers ripped out and hung out the window." He rounded the corner of the living room again where Lust was flopped on the couch. He rested his hip against the side of the couch watching her under heavy lashes. He held up his finger promising Lust one more minute before he was off the phone. Then she could do what she wanted to with him.

Date: 2012-11-20 07:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] better-than.insanejournal.com
Greed quirked a smile. "What are you worried?" He asked casually, but he liked knowing she thought about him. Even without influence she was grabbing for him with her words. It was a complete contrast to the way he was with Lust, who in minutes would be pulling out an entirely different side. There were things about Zoe that lustful and sexy never crossed his mind. He was always trying for a grope or a tease or to see how far he could get physically without combusting, but other times it was just being comfortable.

"Still got those pictures saved on your phone I'm sure. Should I send you a new one to sleep with?" He teased knowing she would blush for a good few seconds at the thought.
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