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Heard the news.

[Greed's voice is distant, his smile audible. Though, it seems forced. Not at the news, no, but the idea. He taps his nails across something that tins back - like the worst kind of Morse Code.]

So - what's your plan then, Nataku?

Plan?

I had arrived at this city with the thought that I would never see Kamui, again. My destiny had already been decided. But to think that I would not be able to see him after meeting up with him once more. It hurts. [ ... ] But this is fate, right?

[ ... ] I will do what you wish for me to do, Greed.

Eh-

[Greed takes a moment to rub the back of his neck. No - he wasn't exactly in Kamui's court, but that doesn't mean he isn't sorry. For the loss, at any rate.] - sorry, kid. Wish I had some better news for you.

[Truth be told, he's never understood that idea: destiny, decided, fate. He's always made claims to the contrary, pulling and tugging to cut all the strings: to be able to chose.]

[The Sin lets his hand fall and his bracelets jingle on the other side of the line.] Why don't you and I check out what's going on in town. Might as well see if we can find anything worth the time.

This is not your fault, but I ... appreciate trying to "cheer me up."

[ Kamui will win. Humanity will die. Destiny will carry out just as it always has and will. ]

If that is what you wish to do, I will accompany you.

[Cheer him up? Maybe. If so, it isn't entirely intentional. Greed doesn't exactly harbor the best feelings towards the current MIA, but he can understand: the idea of losing and he's never been too keen on the idea.]

[Maybe it's the part of him that still tries at human and his smile is slow and obvious. His silence telling as his snaps his fingers lazily on the other side of the line.]

Nothing's impossible, Nataku. Remember what I told you.

[Heels shift and he's rolling out. Following the long-line of wood he's got in his collection.] Feel free. Otherwise, I have something else you could do for me.

[ ...

And he lets the point go of what is and is not impossible. ]

Something else? What?

I'll tell you about it later. Business - you know how it is.

[Basically: he's not interested in having anyone knocking around his intel without a little bit first. And a proposal's no good if he can't keep it between good ol'chums.]

I understand.

I will wait for your orders, then.

[If anything, Nataku's loyal enough. Especially without the usual shadow to rain on his parade and Greed makes a noise his throat. One that's both an acknowledgement and a scuff.]

Eh- hold on.

You've noticed people using the network lately? To gather things.

[He says, with an air of direction. Waving blinding at the air.]

Need you to do something like for me. Think you've got it in you?

What information do you want me to gather?

What supplies people are willing to give - [Scratching his exposed throat and the Sin knocks his hip against something hollow. Lets it bang out across the line.]

Wood, nails. Liquor. Anything worth our time.

They will want something in return.

Eh-

[Scratching at the base of his skull, the slow motion swing of his head.] - equivalent exchange. No, that hasn't really changed.

See what they want. If it's too high, don't bother.

I understand.

I will do as you ask.

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