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heeeeeey greed, soooo funny story
remember that creepy red guy I was talking about?? the one u told me i should try to avoid???
turns out it's a lot harder than i thought it'd be!! lol
but dont worry, i was way more aggressive this time. i probably couldve gone claws out, but then he whipped out this ugly little flier and i kind of felt sorry for the guy and decided to hear him out
turns out he has a little radio station and he asked me to ask YOU if you'd be interested in buying ad time for the nest. he might SUCK, but getting the word out doesnt hurt, right?
...he also asked me and vel to audition, and now that i think about it??? i prooooobably should've questioned how he knew so much stuff about me. i keep forgetting im not famous anymore, knowing that kinda stuff should be weird, right????
aaaanyway, i'll attach this hot mess and leave it up to u! see you laterrr <3
ATTACHMENT:
graphicdesignismypassion.img
remember that creepy red guy I was talking about?? the one u told me i should try to avoid???
turns out it's a lot harder than i thought it'd be!! lol
but dont worry, i was way more aggressive this time. i probably couldve gone claws out, but then he whipped out this ugly little flier and i kind of felt sorry for the guy and decided to hear him out
turns out he has a little radio station and he asked me to ask YOU if you'd be interested in buying ad time for the nest. he might SUCK, but getting the word out doesnt hurt, right?
...he also asked me and vel to audition, and now that i think about it??? i prooooobably should've questioned how he knew so much stuff about me. i keep forgetting im not famous anymore, knowing that kinda stuff should be weird, right????
aaaanyway, i'll attach this hot mess and leave it up to u! see you laterrr <3
ATTACHMENT:
graphicdesignismypassion.img
is that right ? glad you could keep it ciivil. not need to make it messy if ya dont have to
[It takes a bit for him to figure out just how to look at the image. But when he does? Oh, oh: does that pique his interest.]
me huh? guess word's got out abut opening night. havent even met the guy yet. how much was he askin for?
[Nevermind that this Alastor, whoever he is, seems to have his connections. He can appreciate a man like that.]
wouldnt hurt but keep certain things to yourself hmn? information's just as good as money. sometimes moreso. better to not give it all away for free dont ya think?
but i'll see how much he's askin'. could end up workig well for us
[It takes a bit for him to figure out just how to look at the image. But when he does? Oh, oh: does that pique his interest.]
me huh? guess word's got out abut opening night. havent even met the guy yet. how much was he askin for?
[Nevermind that this Alastor, whoever he is, seems to have his connections. He can appreciate a man like that.]
wouldnt hurt but keep certain things to yourself hmn? information's just as good as money. sometimes moreso. better to not give it all away for free dont ya think?
but i'll see how much he's askin'. could end up workig well for us
well i dooooo like money, so i suppose i can keep my mouth shut~~
but i did good? u really like this?? yay veneer??
but i did good? u really like this?? yay veneer??
nothings free in ths world or the next ven. always keep that in mind huh ? dont let someone try to tell ya otherwise
? of course ya did good. pretty smart of ya to find a way to work with the guy. makes things a lot mor simple especilly if we end up workin with him
? of course ya did good. pretty smart of ya to find a way to work with the guy. makes things a lot mor simple especilly if we end up workin with him
why wouldnt i? you relly gotta learn to trust me a bit. i told you i make it a point not t lie
YOURE RIGHT, you are SO right, im sorry u totally said that before
its just no ones ever called me that before lmaooooo
ill keep trying
its just no ones ever called me that before lmaooooo
ill keep trying
i am arent i? an why are you sayin youre sorry? just keep it in mind thats all
no one ? first tim e for everything i guess. but im pretty surpised your sisterr hasnt said anythin before now
[Who knows. Sibling relationships are a bit more complicated, aren't they?]
there ya go. and if ya see anythin else like this bring it to me first would ya?
no one ? first tim e for everything i guess. but im pretty surpised your sisterr hasnt said anythin before now
[Who knows. Sibling relationships are a bit more complicated, aren't they?]
there ya go. and if ya see anythin else like this bring it to me first would ya?
vel...doesnt really compliment me with her words
but!! no prob <33 that's my plan, anyway!! just consider me ur cute little info fetcher. kinda like a dog i guess but waaaaay more stylish
but!! no prob <33 that's my plan, anyway!! just consider me ur cute little info fetcher. kinda like a dog i guess but waaaaay more stylish
thats a shame
youre more than just that veneer but i cant denyits a useful trait of yours. one of mine from before here - he was actlly part dog. bt unlike you he wouldnt know style if it hithim in the face
[Sorry Dolcetto.]
youre more than just that veneer but i cant denyits a useful trait of yours. one of mine from before here - he was actlly part dog. bt unlike you he wouldnt know style if it hithim in the face
[Sorry Dolcetto.]
oohhh! so you've always been a big animal lover!!
[Aww, boss has a soft spot, that's cuuute. And a GREAT distraction. If Greed keeps saying all these nice things about him, he might explode.]
well if he ever shows up, just throw him our way! ...i mean a part of me WANTS to say cuz im nice enough to give free makeovers, but im not gonna lie, i also cant work alongside fashion disasters. ew.
[Aww, boss has a soft spot, that's cuuute. And a GREAT distraction. If Greed keeps saying all these nice things about him, he might explode.]
well if he ever shows up, just throw him our way! ...i mean a part of me WANTS to say cuz im nice enough to give free makeovers, but im not gonna lie, i also cant work alongside fashion disasters. ew.
sure you could say that though with him it wasa little more complicated. sort of. ah it doesnt matter
[He's going to skip over the rest of the details. No need to get into it.]
ha! he might fight ya on that one veneer. but if he does showup i;ll make sure to send him your way
[And it's better to think of the possibilities than dwell on that particular subject.]
[He's going to skip over the rest of the details. No need to get into it.]
ha! he might fight ya on that one veneer. but if he does showup i;ll make sure to send him your way
[And it's better to think of the possibilities than dwell on that particular subject.]
[This has been a pretty stupid night.
Even Velvet has to admit, maybe, a little tiny bit, that she's maybe, just maybe, fucked up a tiny little bit somewhere in the past few hours. Mostly, she's fucked up by leaving her key in Veneer's room, in her head. But really, she's fucked up a lot, and even if she doesn't want to admit that at all actually, there's a tiny, awful little feeling pulling at the back of her mind.
Velvet doesn't have much of anyone to confide fears to— no, she does, people would listen, but Velvet doesn't confide fear, let alone rarely feels it. So it's surprising even to her that after she's hung up on Angel and swapped a few texts with Val, she actually clicks through when she sees Greed's name on the directory.]
quick q
are you busy?
Even Velvet has to admit, maybe, a little tiny bit, that she's maybe, just maybe, fucked up a tiny little bit somewhere in the past few hours. Mostly, she's fucked up by leaving her key in Veneer's room, in her head. But really, she's fucked up a lot, and even if she doesn't want to admit that at all actually, there's a tiny, awful little feeling pulling at the back of her mind.
Velvet doesn't have much of anyone to confide fears to— no, she does, people would listen, but Velvet doesn't confide fear, let alone rarely feels it. So it's surprising even to her that after she's hung up on Angel and swapped a few texts with Val, she actually clicks through when she sees Greed's name on the directory.]
quick q
are you busy?
[He's deep in the 'Nest's basement when he sees the phone light up; its blue-white ping a stark contrast to the dim, barely working lamp hanging in the center of the room. Greed wipes his palms on his thighs before grabbing the device off the nearest crate he tossed it onto.]
[Huh.]
not rreally. just finishin some wiring in the basment [He'll skip the fact the he may or may not have been electrocuted twice in the process.] why you got somthin in mind?
[Huh.]
not rreally. just finishin some wiring in the basment [He'll skip the fact the he may or may not have been electrocuted twice in the process.] why you got somthin in mind?
mi ght be pretty boring for your tastes bt who am i to deny you?
let yourslf in. kam's covering the front but ive already let her know about ya
ah and dont worry if the powr goes out for a second. this whole thing's a mess
let yourslf in. kam's covering the front but ive already let her know about ya
ah and dont worry if the powr goes out for a second. this whole thing's a mess
cool
[Velvet waits a good.... three and a half minutes to enter to make it kind of sort of look like she wasn't waiting around nearby. She notes, to her own chagrin, that Veneer will probably rather like Kamora, once she's seen her, and it's with that same pouty energy that she opens the door to the basement, calling out as she does;]
Hey. Are you still down here?
[Velvet waits a good.... three and a half minutes to enter to make it kind of sort of look like she wasn't waiting around nearby. She notes, to her own chagrin, that Veneer will probably rather like Kamora, once she's seen her, and it's with that same pouty energy that she opens the door to the basement, calling out as she does;]
Hey. Are you still down here?
[For a second, it's a bit quiet. The pipes sigh sleepily behind the walls, a few of the pink and rose-colored lights shudder down to a soft hum.]
[But all that goes out the window as something switches, and a loud zzzt of electricity buzzes off in the basement.]
Oi, now why did you have to do that? [Greed's voice hammers from downstairs, and another hiss shoots off, making the power throb bright before settling again.] There, wasn't that hard, right?
[When he hears Velvet, the Sin hollers from deep down.] Yeah, still here! Watch your step when you're coming down, all right?
[But all that goes out the window as something switches, and a loud zzzt of electricity buzzes off in the basement.]
Oi, now why did you have to do that? [Greed's voice hammers from downstairs, and another hiss shoots off, making the power throb bright before settling again.] There, wasn't that hard, right?
[When he hears Velvet, the Sin hollers from deep down.] Yeah, still here! Watch your step when you're coming down, all right?
Mmmhm!
[Her footsteps must sound stompy coming down the steps; the shoes she grabbed were indeed still heels. She crouches down at the bottom of the stairs, taking a seat right there.
She's not convinced she looks her best, so it's better to lay low— but she's perfectly ready to get to talking, at least.]
So, do you like, do electrician stuff often?
[Her footsteps must sound stompy coming down the steps; the shoes she grabbed were indeed still heels. She crouches down at the bottom of the stairs, taking a seat right there.
She's not convinced she looks her best, so it's better to lay low— but she's perfectly ready to get to talking, at least.]
So, do you like, do electrician stuff often?
[Unlike the rest of the 'Nest, the basement is mostly dark; the small, overhead lamps briefly lighting up mere glimpses of the deep below. Empty doorframes gape drearily in the dusk, a couple of crates and cans litter the corners like time capsules of a different era. Greed's vest hangs atop one of the boxes - his sunglasses and a pack of crumpled cigarettes nestled deep in the fur.]
[But it's as the old saying goes: the devil is never, truly very far.]
[A pair of red dots blare from one of the rooms further towards the back. Against the shadow of a doorway, they take on a look like hot embers; something burning in the night, fuming, to chase away the gloom. Greed reaches his hand out and wraps it around the frame.] No, not usually. That was Roa's job. [He charms back and as he pulls himself into the limelight, the red in his eyes blinks away again. A figment, lost to the dark's constant tricks.]
[The Sin rubs the back of his head. Smears of soot lick up his face, his hands, his neck. He's been busy.] Probably why it's taking me a lot longer. The big guy knew his way around all this shit. [He drops his arm boneless(ly) to his side.] Don't suppose you've got some hidden talent for wiring, do ya? [He says it with a smile that's entirely genuine. He doesn't expect Velvet to have that in her bag of tricks, but it never hurts to ask, right?]
[Greed ushers away the idea with his hands.] Ehh, never mind. What can I do for you tonight, Vel?
[But it's as the old saying goes: the devil is never, truly very far.]
[A pair of red dots blare from one of the rooms further towards the back. Against the shadow of a doorway, they take on a look like hot embers; something burning in the night, fuming, to chase away the gloom. Greed reaches his hand out and wraps it around the frame.] No, not usually. That was Roa's job. [He charms back and as he pulls himself into the limelight, the red in his eyes blinks away again. A figment, lost to the dark's constant tricks.]
[The Sin rubs the back of his head. Smears of soot lick up his face, his hands, his neck. He's been busy.] Probably why it's taking me a lot longer. The big guy knew his way around all this shit. [He drops his arm boneless(ly) to his side.] Don't suppose you've got some hidden talent for wiring, do ya? [He says it with a smile that's entirely genuine. He doesn't expect Velvet to have that in her bag of tricks, but it never hurts to ask, right?]
[Greed ushers away the idea with his hands.] Ehh, never mind. What can I do for you tonight, Vel?
[Velvet watches Greed move, almost captivated. He's even more alien to her than most humans, and sometimes looks like he truly belongs in this hell. Like it was made just for him.
And then sometimes, he's covered in soot. Velvet's brow creases in confusion, but Greed seems alright, so...]
Enh, the only hidden talent I have for you is pulling teeth.
[She jokes, then shakes her head, leaning her chin into her palm (totally not a convenient way to cover her newly-gilded-tooth with her fingers).]
I didn't think I needed a reason to come see you, though.
And then sometimes, he's covered in soot. Velvet's brow creases in confusion, but Greed seems alright, so...]
Enh, the only hidden talent I have for you is pulling teeth.
[She jokes, then shakes her head, leaning her chin into her palm (totally not a convenient way to cover her newly-gilded-tooth with her fingers).]
I didn't think I needed a reason to come see you, though.
Yeah? [He waltzes by the box with his vest and plucks the pack of cigarettes from the fur collar.] Funny, didn't take ya for the sort. What, you've got some experience with medical stuff?
[Greed shakes out a smoke. He tosses it into the corner of his mouth a second later and his other hand flips out a matchbox from his back pocket; its contents rattling as bare as bones.]
[He pauses.] Ah, right. Probably not a good idea to do this in front of you, huh? [He levels the matches between two of his fingers.] C'mon, let's head up top. Don't need to ruin your voice before opening day. [Greed motions towards the stairs, but pauses at the foot of them when she continues.]
[Now, that's a thing to say.]
No, you never need a reason. [The Sin's watching her now. He has no idea what's happened: the deals, the fights, the bitterness.] I'd never deny your company, Vel. Just figured you'd be a bit too busy making a name for yourself to just stop by.
[He drops a hand, spreading his fingers. It's a silent gesture; a wordless offer:]
["Why don't you come along with me, then?"]
[Greed shakes out a smoke. He tosses it into the corner of his mouth a second later and his other hand flips out a matchbox from his back pocket; its contents rattling as bare as bones.]
[He pauses.] Ah, right. Probably not a good idea to do this in front of you, huh? [He levels the matches between two of his fingers.] C'mon, let's head up top. Don't need to ruin your voice before opening day. [Greed motions towards the stairs, but pauses at the foot of them when she continues.]
[Now, that's a thing to say.]
No, you never need a reason. [The Sin's watching her now. He has no idea what's happened: the deals, the fights, the bitterness.] I'd never deny your company, Vel. Just figured you'd be a bit too busy making a name for yourself to just stop by.
[He drops a hand, spreading his fingers. It's a silent gesture; a wordless offer:]
["Why don't you come along with me, then?"]
[Even out of the darkness, Greed moves so differently. It doesn't matter what kind of being he is— human or otherwise— it's that confidence like he knows just what he is at all times, and never has to apologize for it.
What is his secret, she wonders? What makes a person feel that way, entirely, confidently, to their very core? That Greed never has to lie about who or what he is or what he does? She's jealous of it.
She reaches up and toward him, taking his hand, using it to pull herself up and toward him.]
My name makes itself,
[She insists, putting on a cool smile, newly-gilded tooth glimmering in the reflections of neon.]
So I'm never too busy for you.
[The emphasis is on You. Greed is different, and in a way she wants him to know this, wants him to have some little bit of power over that, wants him to hold it like she's given him something secret. Trust. Admiration. Jealousy. A special little place in her heart once occupied by just her brother, but still compartmentalized and controlled— and yet that manages to wrench a bit of truth from her.]
I wanted to see you.
What is his secret, she wonders? What makes a person feel that way, entirely, confidently, to their very core? That Greed never has to lie about who or what he is or what he does? She's jealous of it.
She reaches up and toward him, taking his hand, using it to pull herself up and toward him.]
My name makes itself,
[She insists, putting on a cool smile, newly-gilded tooth glimmering in the reflections of neon.]
So I'm never too busy for you.
[The emphasis is on You. Greed is different, and in a way she wants him to know this, wants him to have some little bit of power over that, wants him to hold it like she's given him something secret. Trust. Admiration. Jealousy. A special little place in her heart once occupied by just her brother, but still compartmentalized and controlled— and yet that manages to wrench a bit of truth from her.]
I wanted to see you.
["I wanted to see you."]
[It's funny in a way: how they made it here. How a night on the town, fresh out of a promise of nothing, could bring them together so simply. Velvet was his first in the grand scheme of things. The first to say yes, the first to take his offer without a single hint of hesitation. Greed helps her upright with little effort; his half-hooded eyes like smoke trailing a long, sleepless night.]
It does. You know how to grab the lights and bring 'em all to ya. That's all a part of the show. [The Sin lets go of her hand to sink his thumb into the lip of his pants.] Met a few like you over the years. People who made the whole world their stage. You can see them a million miles away. [They had been different than Velvet in the fact that they'd been human. And with that humanity came a time limit. Sure, they'd make their mark on the world, leave their names to the history books. But it ended there, didn't it? The days, the months, the years passing them by with only their names and songs as ghosts to remember them.]
[The former homunculus begins heading up the stairs.] Couldn't help but notice that you've added a little bit since the last time we saw each other. [Clueless about the situation, he's still all sharp smiles as he spins his wrist casually at his side.] Did you do that yourself? It's not too bad. Kind of reminds of someone else I've met.
[He doesn't put the pieces together. Angel has a gold tooth too, but that could just be a celebrity thing. A trend to keep up with the pace.]
[Greed makes it to the top step with a soft clp of his heels.] Never been too good at keeping up with certain trends myself. Always just go with what I want at the time. [Which often puts him at odds with society's norms. Not that it seems to matter in Hell: he fits right in.]
[It's funny in a way: how they made it here. How a night on the town, fresh out of a promise of nothing, could bring them together so simply. Velvet was his first in the grand scheme of things. The first to say yes, the first to take his offer without a single hint of hesitation. Greed helps her upright with little effort; his half-hooded eyes like smoke trailing a long, sleepless night.]
It does. You know how to grab the lights and bring 'em all to ya. That's all a part of the show. [The Sin lets go of her hand to sink his thumb into the lip of his pants.] Met a few like you over the years. People who made the whole world their stage. You can see them a million miles away. [They had been different than Velvet in the fact that they'd been human. And with that humanity came a time limit. Sure, they'd make their mark on the world, leave their names to the history books. But it ended there, didn't it? The days, the months, the years passing them by with only their names and songs as ghosts to remember them.]
[The former homunculus begins heading up the stairs.] Couldn't help but notice that you've added a little bit since the last time we saw each other. [Clueless about the situation, he's still all sharp smiles as he spins his wrist casually at his side.] Did you do that yourself? It's not too bad. Kind of reminds of someone else I've met.
[He doesn't put the pieces together. Angel has a gold tooth too, but that could just be a celebrity thing. A trend to keep up with the pace.]
[Greed makes it to the top step with a soft clp of his heels.] Never been too good at keeping up with certain trends myself. Always just go with what I want at the time. [Which often puts him at odds with society's norms. Not that it seems to matter in Hell: he fits right in.]
[Ugh, she knew he was going to notice sooner or later, but Velvet didn't count on feeling so guilty about it. Between scolding Val and screaming at Angel she's maybe starting to think that I don't make mistakes comment she made before is more of a lie than she thought it was.
She lies all the time, but Greed never has to. It makes a part of her want to be more truthful, but it's a part she doesn't really trust yet. Still— she follows him, watching his hands, that are so different than hers and from a human's. (And why is that so interesting?)]
You mean Angel, right?
[A dissatisfied sigh.]
I got a second job, but it turns out that some people have a weird idea for what counts as a uniform.
So, yeah, I guess he and I match, now.
She lies all the time, but Greed never has to. It makes a part of her want to be more truthful, but it's a part she doesn't really trust yet. Still— she follows him, watching his hands, that are so different than hers and from a human's. (And why is that so interesting?)]
You mean Angel, right?
[A dissatisfied sigh.]
I got a second job, but it turns out that some people have a weird idea for what counts as a uniform.
So, yeah, I guess he and I match, now.
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