[Slam, bam, thank you ma'am; Greed straightens his back, standing a tad taller to loom over the other. The claws wrapped around his torso click against the brown fabric of his shirt, threatening it with a scratchy kind of sound.] Right to business then? I like your attitude.tgyythu
[The Sin throws his head over his shoulder, chasing a look through the bar. While the amounting possessionsemployee base has been slow and staggering, it isn't like he's entirely lacking either. He recoils around, swaying his hip out to quick-jerk on his heels.] Depends on what you can do. I already have plenty to bring shipments in from Bavan. And I could use a couple more here - serving drinks, taking care of the bar when I'm not around. Think you can do something like that?
[With his back exposed to her, Greed lulls his head over the back of his collar, turning a stray glance; the gesture gives a brief look at just what's hiding behind those impossibly-dark shades. A flicker and his eyes are a pale kind of purple, the white of them slowly being invaded by the same stretches of black that pepper-mark the rest of his body. The slits of his pupils shiver to sharp points - akin to a serpent and chilled despite his too-hot temperature.]
Hmn-? [He hums distractedly. For a second, a comical expression crosses him, making his features sag. Him - Greed hisses out a curbed-cut laugh, the tone of it more like a gasket that's been released. He tosses his head away and one foot kicks out, then the other. Sending him in a trawling kind of waltz as he heads for the bar.] It's a bit of a boring story, but if you really have to know - good ol'Daddy sir. I wasn't really human before I got here, lovely.
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[The Sin throws his head over his shoulder, chasing a look through the bar. While the amounting
possessionsemployee base has been slow and staggering, it isn't like he's entirely lacking either. He recoils around, swaying his hip out to quick-jerk on his heels.] Depends on what you can do. I already have plenty to bring shipments in from Bavan. And I could use a couple more here - serving drinks, taking care of the bar when I'm not around. Think you can do something like that?[With his back exposed to her, Greed lulls his head over the back of his collar, turning a stray glance; the gesture gives a brief look at just what's hiding behind those impossibly-dark shades. A flicker and his eyes are a pale kind of purple, the white of them slowly being invaded by the same stretches of black that pepper-mark the rest of his body. The slits of his pupils shiver to sharp points - akin to a serpent and chilled despite his too-hot temperature.]
Hmn-? [He hums distractedly. For a second, a comical expression crosses him, making his features sag. Him - Greed hisses out a curbed-cut laugh, the tone of it more like a gasket that's been released. He tosses his head away and one foot kicks out, then the other. Sending him in a trawling kind of waltz as he heads for the bar.] It's a bit of a boring story, but if you really have to know - good ol'Daddy sir. I wasn't really human before I got here, lovely.
But that isn't really important now, is it?