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Lust had kicked up a fuss for as long as she could and there were claw marks on the inside of the coffin lid. She hated it and hated that her death was caused from a lack of food and water. So ugly. She lasted longer than a mortal would but her body was still human and did wither and die. It took days for her to come back to life and Sin or not, dying was not a picnic. Her brothers would have felt it.. well, Gluttony would have. Greed had been too busy being a real boy and would have missed his sister's demise.

She'd only come back to life recently but by being trapped in that box, she was effectively cut off from all desire and Sin. It made her more mortal than she cared to be. But her nasty attitude was there, because that lovely personality she had was all hers naturally. She waited with gritting teeth as she heard Satan outside the box. She couldn't wait for it to be opened.

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Satan flipped the box open, wincing at the corpse-y smell that lingered in the air. So Lust had died once or twice. Good to know.

"Hello, darling. Don't you smell ripe?"

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Lust glared up at Satan and just yelled, "You asshole!" she jumped right for his throat, hands stretched out and ready. The problem she'd find soon enough was she was as weak as a kitten... no, worse.. weak as a mortal. Her added strength that she got from her Sin side wasn't back yet and her skin's natural sex glow wasn't there. In fact it looked dull and clammy.

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Satan jerked back, irritated at suddenly getting a face full of Lust. Much to his amusement, though, her grip didn't have nearly the same strength that it usually did. It was easy to pry her off of him and leave her dangling at arm's length, his hand around the scruff of her neck.

"Now is that any way to treat the person setting you free?"

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Lust was confused for a second there as Satan easily pulled her off like she was an over hyper chihuahua. She struggled in his grip, her hands going to his hand and clawing at it, "You're the one who stuck me in there in the first place!" oh crap, what was going on!? She felt.. gross. She smelled bad too. This was worse than being in the damn box.

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"Yes, because you were being punished," Satan explained patiently, like she was a small child. "And now your punishment is over, and I'm taking you out of time-out, like a good parent." He tightened his grip on the back of her neck. "So stop trying to bite."

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Lust huffed and crossed her arms over her chest, "You are the worst parent ever! No wonder Joshua ran away." she kicked her feet, "Let go!"

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With a sigh, Satan dropped her suddenly, not caring if she toppled over or not.

"That sort of thing is just hurtful," he said, not looking particularly hurt at all. "What kind of parent would I be if I didn't correct my wayward spawn? Spare the rod, etc."

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Lust landed on her rump and oof!ed, rubbing her ass and shooting daggers at Satan. "A good one?" she said sarcastically.

She looked down at her dress and hands and looked repulsed. "Ugh, I feel gross.." she whined, her head flopped to the side and she stamped her feet against the ground, "I smell.." she looked at her now musty, dirty dress, "And my dress is ruined!" she didn't feel like her Sin self at all.

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Satan watched Lust having her tantrum and sighed, wishing he'd poured himself a cocktail before beginning this little endeavor. Children.

"My heart bleeds for you. The shower is down the hall. You can borrow one of my dresses. Anything you smash will lead to something of yours being smashed in return."

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Lust wanted to smash everything but her energy was at an all time low. She knew if Satan wanted to do anything more to her, he could easily do it in this state of hers. She huffed, "Fine.."

She got up off the ground and narrowed her eyes at him, "But I'm taking an expensive dress and I'm not giving it back!" there, that'd show him.

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Satan gave her a tolerant look. "Of course, my dove. Whatever makes you happy."

Honestly, the Sins were worse than Joshua sometimes. It was like having a band of ill-behaved children that could drink and fornicate.

"Should I call Greed to come pick you up?" He let a hint of a smirk show. "Or is he busy?"

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Well.. good. She started to storm off down the hall, itching for the shower when Satan's words stopped her dead in her tracks. She looked over her shoulder at him, eyes narrowed into hateful green flames at the dig. "Call him." her words dripping in acid, "He's probably been miserable without me all this time and can't wait to come and get me." because if he wasn't here to get her by the time she was done showering, Godzilla's trip to Tokyo would look like an unruly child's play time with legos compared to what she would do.

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Satan smirked a little wider and turned away, letting her go down the hall without further comment.

He dialed Greed's number and leaned against the window, looking out over snowy New York. "Hello, Greed. Guess what I unboxed today?"

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Greed hadn't been in the city but a few days since his return from that void in the middle of Kansas. He was still rolling through his own head and the door he'd opened by stripping himself of his sin and jumping right back in. There was an adjustment period.

He didn't immediately recognize the number, but the little verbal jab was clear. "Do you still have balls? I hear a squeak in your voice."

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"My balls remain safely attached, since our dear Lust is currently weak as a kitten," Satan said. "Someone had better come collect her, before she irritates me to the point that I do something unfortunate."

Satan was not a fan of houseguests who overstayed their welcome.

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"Well that's a shame. I would have liked to see you glue them back on." He paused for a minute. A kitten? What had happened while he was gone? He hadn't felt a thing, but he also wasn't his usual while he was gone.

"Are you gift wrapping her for me?"

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"I'm not throwing her out on the street in the dress she died in, that's as close to gift wrapping as you're going to get," Satan said. "I'd be here when she's ready to go. The idea of you not showing up made her...unhappy."

Satan was fairly sure Greed could hear his smirk through the phone.

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Died? The image was kind of disgusting to think about, it made his blood boil. "Don't worry, I'll be there, and I'll bring party favors. It's New Year's after all."

He wasn't sure what condition Lust would be in, but she wouldn't be in a excited mood. He would be shredded to ribbons tonight.

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"Wonderful!" Satan chirped, clicking the phone closed. He called down the hall, "Good news, Lust! Greed hasn't completely abandoned you for his human toy."

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A CRASH! would sound at that and Lust called back, "Fucking whoops!" the nerve of Satan.. "Is he here yet!?" she bellowed out shortly after. Why he wasn't camped right outside the door was beyond her. She had snuffed the humanity out of him she was sure so there was no need for the little human toy unless it was to break her and if she wasn't broken then Lust might break her herself.

Satan's closet which was organized neatly by color now looked like someone punched a rainbow and it vomited. But he did have a nice selection of red dresses that Lust was looking at while being stark naked. Greed had till she slipped one of them on and walked down the hall to show the fuck up or weakness or not she was going to.. well, it wouldn't be pretty.

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"Settle down, dear, I only just called him," Satan said, feeling indulgent enough to be amused by the bizarre love triangle the sins of excess had managed to create. If Gluttony had any sense, he was staying far away from it. "And don't destroy too much in there. I'd hate to have to burn down something you like."

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The image in Greed's head was this zombie Lust grunting and collapsing at his feet. Green eyes, goo, a bloated mess. He'd already wrapped his mind around this image that Satan had painted with just a few words. To his relief when he showed up with the heels (http://www.hipsterchic.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/07/BOOTIE-LICIOUS-1.jpg) he'd ganked weeks ago, Lust was not a rotting corpse.

He covered his face with black shades, hiding what humanity was left burrowing inside him. Lust might be able to sniff it out, but he'd hold her off a little while with his party favors. He held out his arms as he walked into Satan's pad. "Sorry, I didn't know your size," he said smiling at Satan, throwing a white grin.

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Lust looked gorgeous, barefoot, and in a red dress that looked like it cost a pretty penny and she would burn before she would ever return to Satan. However, she was gorgeous by human standards. Not very... lusty. She needed a Sin recharge.

She had her arms crossed over her chest and had been waiting not all that long with dear mumsy but shouted at Greed, "What took so long!?" ah, the love between siblings. But she brightened when she saw the shoes in his hand and skipped over to him with her hands out, "Gimme."

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Satan just smiled lazily at Greed, waiting for the bickering between siblings to start.

"Perfect timing, Greed. Enjoying life sans nightmares? And you look lovely in that dress, Lust. Try not to get too many fluids on it."

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It was true Lust wasn't piling on the pheromones. She wasn't a lump on the floor like when Sloth hit her, nor was she the walking dead, but she wasn't herself. He kind of had no idea what to do with her. He'd expected her to claw his arms when she reached for the shoes.

He handed them over. "You're missing something," he twitched his lip back and forth with his hands on his hips. It was bizarre. His attention quickly turned to Satan. "I'm fantastic!" He held up his finger as if he'd forgotten something, pulling out of his pocket a stress ball (http://www.find-me-a-gift.co.uk/gifts/rude-stress-balls.html) which he threw towards Satan. "I thought you might be missing these. You can use them you know. For stress." He was still hinting that despite Lust's un-lustyness she'd chopped Satan down a few times. It at least would make him feel better, because she would rip him in two if she realized he didn't feel a damn thing while she was dead because he was two-stepping it in Kansas.

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Lust put on the shoes, liking them, they even went with her dress. She glared at Greed and shoved him hard but he'd feel right away it was lacking her normal strength.

She looked at Satan, "Of course I look lovely." she said as if DUH, what else would she look like? She smirked, "The only fluid I'm gonna get on it is Greed's." she slapped a hand on Greed's shirt and grabbed on to it as if he was her party favor that she was leaving with.

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"Charming," Satan said, raising an eyebrow at the stress ball before tossing it over his shoulder. "Now the both of you, shoo. I'm finished with you and I don't want you having sex in my home."

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"What it's like watching adult entertainment. You don't even have to pay for it." He flashed a smile, still wearing his shades and a nice middle finger to mommy dearest.

He was quickly jerked around (not nearly with Lust's usual force) outside. He hoped he didn't see this place again any time soon. Twice in a month was too much, especially with the consequences.

Greed watched Lust saunter outside, twisting his lip in his mouth all sorts of ways trying to figure out what was different. "Are you done being dead and all? No bugs crawling out your nose if I kiss you and all that shit?" Though she was bound to feel something different crawling around within him too when she did.

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