Ah- [An airy sigh escapes him. Churning from deep down in his own proverbial pit as his head jerks and twists to the side. The cool charcoal-black at his throat throbs in thin veins of gold - dim still, but ever-waiting to catch again. The Sin smiles warily and his teeth are more like that of a well-nourished shark; each slipping and sliding into the next in an eerie, white procession.] - right. That was rather rude, wasn't it? The name's Greed -
[A drop of water hits the chains, sizzling on contact. Greed's eyes close shut with a slow, smarmy expression. He hasn't had company in quite some time and the only ones that even dare to come this far down are ordered to do so. Or they have something more to gain. Only once has he had a visit that wasn't on schedule and that had been taken care of swiftly and unjustly. The execution done right outside the chamber door. That had been some time ago, though.]
[To have another prisoner down here, well. That only meant that things up above had taken a turn somewhere.] That's right. You catch on quick. [When he lowers his head, the slick black on his forehead and arms is a little more noticeable. Like paint smears in sharp, rectangular patters - they map out where two sets of horns used to be. Cut off, most likely a jab when he first was thrown into the dank prison. A word of warning: "If you're not with us, then we'll make sure you look the part."]
[Greed snaps his tongue and the chains slither yet again. Despite the momentary lapse, his glance is unyielding and one eyebrow shoots up in a silent response. As if somehow, he saw that smile - if somehow, every thought was as clear as day.] So that's it, huh. Sorry, couldn't help but notice. [His neck bends, offering him a better look-see. The bindings around his throat tense when he gets too far, earning a slight grunt.] There is a way out, y'know.
[Of course, the way out comes at a price. And that's all too clear with the Sin's expression - as his mouth widens, glinting in an grin like the Cheshire just waiting, waiting, waiting. "Didn't see me Alice? Oh, so sorry, so sorry. Why don't we see just how far this rabbit hole goes, hmn?"]
I've got a proposition for you, lov - [Greed swallows and a curt-cut laugh hisses from his teeth. It trails off in a twiddle; as the forks of his tongue rattle and vibrate against the smooth-side of his jaw.] - Lightning. You get me down and I'll show you the way out. Equivalent exchange. [A loud snap sounds off, his thumb connecting against the underside of his palm. Like a match to a box, his curved talon scrapes and sparks.]
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[A drop of water hits the chains, sizzling on contact. Greed's eyes close shut with a slow, smarmy expression. He hasn't had company in quite some time and the only ones that even dare to come this far down are ordered to do so. Or they have something more to gain. Only once has he had a visit that wasn't on schedule and that had been taken care of swiftly and unjustly. The execution done right outside the chamber door. That had been some time ago, though.]
[To have another prisoner down here, well. That only meant that things up above had taken a turn somewhere.] That's right. You catch on quick. [When he lowers his head, the slick black on his forehead and arms is a little more noticeable. Like paint smears in sharp, rectangular patters - they map out where two sets of horns used to be. Cut off, most likely a jab when he first was thrown into the dank prison. A word of warning: "If you're not with us, then we'll make sure you look the part."]
[Greed snaps his tongue and the chains slither yet again. Despite the momentary lapse, his glance is unyielding and one eyebrow shoots up in a silent response. As if somehow, he saw that smile - if somehow, every thought was as clear as day.] So that's it, huh. Sorry, couldn't help but notice. [His neck bends, offering him a better look-see. The bindings around his throat tense when he gets too far, earning a slight grunt.] There is a way out, y'know.
[Of course, the way out comes at a price. And that's all too clear with the Sin's expression - as his mouth widens, glinting in an grin like the Cheshire just waiting, waiting, waiting. "Didn't see me Alice? Oh, so sorry, so sorry. Why don't we see just how far this rabbit hole goes, hmn?"]
I've got a proposition for you, lov - [Greed swallows and a curt-cut laugh hisses from his teeth. It trails off in a twiddle; as the forks of his tongue rattle and vibrate against the smooth-side of his jaw.] - Lightning. You get me down and I'll show you the way out. Equivalent exchange. [A loud snap sounds off, his thumb connecting against the underside of his palm. Like a match to a box, his curved talon scrapes and sparks.]
Sounds fair, no?