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WHO: Theseus & Zoe (w/Greed)
WHEN: Friday
WHERE: A very old cafe
WHAT: Memories are funny things
WARNING: Smarm, charm, and harm.


Zoe thankfully didn't see Greed again after their literal run in. She wasn't happy he kissed her but at least she now knew her feelings were good for knocking him to the ground so she could get away. She did however get texts. Lots of texts. She'd block one number and another would start harassing her. And it wasn't even about her. It was about Kansas and it made her feel like shit each and every time. Right now, she shut her phone off and decided to go somewhere that always made her feel better. It was in a quieter area of the city (if such a thing existed this would be it) and was a tiny cafe that had been around for 75 years. Her grandmother, Sophia, used to bring her to it when she was little and they were visiting New York. Once they permanently moved back, they had come often but ever since she passed away, Zoe didn't have the heart to come as much.

Right now she wore the retro yellow dress with black tights she'd worn for her and Greed's birthday. It was one of her 'comfort' pieces, it just calmed her nerves when she wore it. It belonged to Sophia, as most pieces in her wardrobe that weren't casual did, and was a favorite of Sophia's that she tailored to fit her granddaughter. Zoe's grandmother wasn't the best person but she had been all Zoe had so she adored her and her things. The gold locket hung around her neck and she was feeling better by the time she ordered her favorite hot chocolate with mini marshmallows on the side, a whole bunch so she could play with them and stuff the cup with it. It was a kid thing to do but no one was watching and she deserved a treat.

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"Who?" Theseus looked at her quizzically as if she had been the one to grow three heads. Was she playing a game now? He held out his arms in protest. "What, no hug for your dear ol' grandad?" He didn't pretend to be excited over having her around. Considering how many wives and kids he'd popped around the globe (a lot like his old man), she was one of many certainly.

Greed had been stalking the poor girl since the other day. When she refused to answer his texts (all fifteen different numbers), he happened upon her little date. Before the poor girl could get up to move he seized the opportunity to get under her skin, because Greed could never take 'no' as an answer. He slid down in the chair beside her, stringing his arm across her shoulders. "Hey sweetie, sorry I'm late." He kissed her on the cheek playing the good boyfriend. He was either chaining her to that spot with this situation with Theseus to figure out who Theseus was and if he was a threat, or he was using it as a chance to make a few steps forward. To Greed this was a game of Monopoly.

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Zoe was taken aback by Theseus' nonchalant attitude. This was.. she had family? And he was treating it like.. like.. Hey sweetie. She felt like her head was going to explode as Greed materialized from nowhere as if this was perfectly natural. Was she the crazy one or had the world gone crazy? She made a face and looked annoyed at him when he kissed her cheek, leaning away from him and trying to get his arm off her shoulders. "What're you doing here!?" she hissed at him.

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Theseus took a gander at the boy who sat down. "By all means, join the party," he threw his hands out, which Greed was quick to shake one of his hands and take his seat again. "Chance, nice to meet you." He sounded like the nice kid that mothers would adore. Greed turned to Zoe wrapping his arm around her shoulders when she shoved it off. He leaned down for a quick kiss on those pouty lips of hers. It was the only thing keeping her mouth from running away from her.

Greed looked down at his watch. "It's two o'clock remember?" He turned to Theseus, "we were supposed to meet for a late lunch but I got hung up at the office. And you? Who are you?" he asked in a soft voice, not a hint of possessiveness. But it was there, oh it was there in the grip that tightened against Zoe's shoulder.

"An old family friend," Theseus said tapping his fingers on the table.

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Zoe leaned as far away from Greed's lips as she could get, holding up a finger and saying in a harsh whisper, "Don't you dare--" but as always, he did what he wanted and gave her a peck on the lips. She looked like she was going to lose it. She didn't know who to blow up at first, Greed or Theseus.

When Theseus stayed so calm about everything, he won out. But Zoe kept her cool, because despite Greed being there, and she elbowed him as hard as she could when he squeezed her closer, there was something that she wanted to ask Theseus and had been thinking about. He'd mentioned her grandmother but.. "You didn't ask about my mother." she said looking right at him. She didn't care as much about the immortal stuff at the moment. If he was her grandfather it meant that her mother had been his daughter. But in all this time, he didn't once mention her. Life was hard enough already to bring Greed to her and take the illusion of something with him away.. would Life really be so cruel as to bring her family, the one thing she wanted, and have it be uncaring?

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Theseus watched the interlude between the two. Somewhere between uncomfortable and young passionate hate and love all mixed into one. He rolled his eyes, still comfortable in his seat without a chance of budging. It was a silent immortal stand-off because he could feel that this kid wasn't just some ordinary nice guy. Greed was also picking up all the selfish flavor off of Theseus.

"Your mother? She was about four when I left. Or three, I can't really remember." It hadn't even been anyone that particularly pulled Theseus away, he just got uncomfortable when things became so settled.

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Zoe just looked at Theseus in disbelief, she didn't give a damn if he was a demi-god, immortal, or an alien. "She was three." she kept looking at him, even Greed's invasion of space not an issue at the moment, "You don't want to ask about your own daughter?" what kind of father wouldn't even mention his own child? What was wrong with this guy? She narrowed her eyes a little, "Do you.. even remember her name?"