➥ AU | The Sins Come to Party | IF THIS DOESN'T WORK NO WORRIES
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nestingdevil
2021-09-24 12:30 am (UTC)(link)
[♬ - Fia by Corpo Mente]
Nothing quite sells power like a ball and no one does it quite like the Empire, especially when the occasion's all about catering to the most esteemed and noble of them all. No expense has been spared; no corner untouched. Fountains run crystal-clear water under lights of gold and towers of marble so high, the display itself seems both a challenge to creation and a dare for anyone, any thing, to test their might.
No one could deny the statement.
A pyramid of fine glass sermons at the center room surrounded by bottles in an ever-winding circle of tastes: rosé, champaign, chardonnay, sauvignon blanc, pinot noir. No, nothing has been spared and why not? Even the stage is decorated, the red-wine silks hanging about it like the flow of a thousand, waiting dresses.
It is a proclamation. A production. A show.
Escaping the Empire is a futile effort.
But them, oh them. They weren't from here, nor did they follow mortal rules. By all accounts, they were the other. Something wicked and cruel born from the absence of everything and left only to want more. And now that they're here?
All there is to do is take. At least, somewhat.
Greed watches Lust out of the corner of his eye, the deep panes of his sunglasses reflecting the wealth about him in all its splendor. An hour or so before, they had just finished a dance routine that would have made even the most devote blush. Reconnaissance may be the name of the game tonight (among other things), but having a little bit of fun on the side wasn't against the rules. The unintended effect just added a bit of a bonus.
And while Lust, or as she is currently known as, Lady Dominique Razzka of the esteemed Razzka Family made political talks and arms deals with men who craved conquest, Greed took to more feminine company. Empire women, especially military wives, were a good source of information. Rumors, tactics, battle arrangements - women really held them all and more. The true generals with painted smiles and cat-groomed claws.
"She's beautiful, your wife," a woman at the corner of his ear purrs, breaking the silence. "Though, she's just as lucky to have a man like you." The lady's ruby-red nails bite into the leather of his long, fur-collared coat, making it groan.
Greed's lip crests upwards. "I guess you could say that. Though, it's more of a family arrangement." Which isn't a lie, per say. More of a twist on words. The Sin tilts his neck, letting one of his longer earrings graze the woman's skin with a purposeful tease. "Enough about us though, lovely. Why don't you tell me a bit about yourself?" The hand on his coat trembles while he whispers sweet viciousness into the crook of her neck. If nothing else, he was made for this; to mingle among mortals, to pull their deepest desires out and play them string for string like a fiddle. It was almost too easy. Little did they know what actually lurked behind, lurked deep, in his all-too-sure smile.
He, she, all of them: they were monsters. Demons. Hell-spawn sent only to destroy and swindle whatever they could.
"Me, sir? Oh, I am but a housewife. The commander over there is my husband." She lowers her voice, reaching up underneath his coat to touch his chest while the room's preoccupied. "He's a terrible brute. Not one for romance at all. Makes a woman desperate." The scritch of her sharp fingers force the fabric of his layered suit to a skip.
"Does it now." Greed's smile is daggers and heathenism. "That's a shame, love. Maybe there's something I can do."
A change in music alerts them both and the woman quickly pulls away to compose herself. The tune in question calls for a slow waltz; a melody for two.
"The brute calls for me, Lord Razzka. Can I - ?"
Greed's eyebrows knot together, his teeth disappearing in single, sly line. "Of course. Can't keep the lug waiting, can you?" He tosses his fingers to wave her off. "After."
The woman curtsies and as she leaves, the Sin turns his attention back to his partner in crime. Lust has a man snagged in her clutches for the next dance; a bureaucratic hierarchy type from the looks of him.
Greed almost feels sorry for the poor bastard. But so be it. He has his own pleasure to deal with and when a server comes around, he beckons the man over with a curl of two fingers.
"Ah, Lord. No encore performance?"
"No, not yet. Maybe if I find the right partner." He sizes up the server, legs spread and arms wide like a shark on land looking for a snack. The man's face wrinkles and his spine goes suddenly sharp, as if something foul's washed over him. "I - uh. Right. Can I get you - ?"
"The forty age on the rocks. Make sure it's poured high, will you?" Greed hums. "Thanks."
The server doesn't even bother sticking around. He makes a beeline to the back. Greed follows him on his exit, all the while scanning for the next opportunity.
Edited 2021-09-24 00:36 (UTC)
[It takes maybe three seconds for a reply.]
????
did u even have to ask ? whodo u think ur talkin to?
bring g it over
????
did u even have to ask ? whodo u think ur talkin to?
bring g it over
Edited (FUCK IT I'M SORRY) 2021-09-30 16:59 (UTC)
right & make sure to sneak it thru the back
doors unlocked
doors unlocked
sounds like itll be right at home then. mayb e you could learn a thing or 2 from it
not v good at keeping still
not v good at keeping still
AHHAHAHAHAHA
looks like ur runnin into trouble friend. need me to get someone out to u to give you a hand ?
looks like ur runnin into trouble friend. need me to get someone out to u to give you a hand ?
uh
'doc says its a possum or a tasmanian devil
where'd u fid it?
'doc says its a possum or a tasmanian devil
where'd u fid it?
dont misunderstnd. its just u have a habit of causin trouble
just in ur natur e right ?
just in ur natur e right ?
i told the rest of 'em. seems everyones proud u finally made a friend
theyre betting on how long it takes B4 u get a new piercing u didn't want
theyre betting on how long it takes B4 u get a new piercing u didn't want
put $20 it'd be within the next 24 hrs
& no guess it doesnt
& no guess it doesnt
cant deny that. Always seems to find u doesnt it ?
makes me thinku enjoy it. am I wrong?
makes me thinku enjoy it. am I wrong?
so u say bt theres evidence against u friend. what do u want me 2 take a poll ?
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