Greed
Sergeant Major
poisonlove
"Tell me... How many knuckles did you break..? Three, or four?" - Greed.
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Post by Greed on Sept 13, 2008 12:47:45 GMT -6
He did the same thing he did the day before. Spok so low, only vibrations could be heard. "Up to you. I am not good at explaining how I feel. So, just take it." He said in that way.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Sept 13, 2008 12:49:38 GMT -6
"What the hell are you talking about?" she asked, leaning towards him as she whispered. Not that it really mattered. The whores could probably hear her anyway.
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Greed
Sergeant Major
poisonlove
"Tell me... How many knuckles did you break..? Three, or four?" - Greed.
Posts: 315
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Post by Greed on Sept 13, 2008 12:57:12 GMT -6
He was not the type to really say how he felt. So, what he just did and said, was hard enough. He tried to hint, that what he said last night, was true. And it did not feel right without her by his side. Though, that did not seem to be working. He gave up, for now. Since, he could not find the way to say it. "Nevermind.." He said in that vibration tone. And he took a gulp of his glass. Not knowing as to if it was Rum or Vodka.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Sept 13, 2008 12:59:11 GMT -6
She smiled sadly, before going back over to the bar. Sitting on a barstool, she began to drink her rum again. If she was lucky, the other women would leave soon, or at least some of them would.
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Greed
Sergeant Major
poisonlove
"Tell me... How many knuckles did you break..? Three, or four?" - Greed.
Posts: 315
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Post by Greed on Sept 13, 2008 13:11:19 GMT -6
After a while, of them flirting with, Greed. Though, he did not seem ample to do much flirting back. They basically all left. Greed, still sat there in the stool, thinking of how to say it. Which is basically what he has been doing the whole time.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Sept 13, 2008 13:24:14 GMT -6
Finishing her drink, she asked for another. To be honest, she was getting a little worried. It was quiet for the Nest. And that usually meant trouble, usually in the form of Kimblee.
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Greed
Sergeant Major
poisonlove
"Tell me... How many knuckles did you break..? Three, or four?" - Greed.
Posts: 315
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Post by Greed on Sept 13, 2008 18:30:16 GMT -6
Greed, gestured at Martel to follow him. And he stood up, heading for the door of the Devil's Nest. His plan was not able to wait any more. They had to catch up to the Elrics' while they knew where they was. He made his exit to the outside, and waited a moment for, Martel.
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Post by silverviper2134 on Sept 13, 2008 18:31:52 GMT -6
Noticing the gesture, Martel abandoned her drink. She quickly followed Greed outside. Once they were together, she turned to him. "Where are we going?" she asked, wanting to know just in case they got seperated. Better to be safe than sorry.
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Greed
Sergeant Major
poisonlove
"Tell me... How many knuckles did you break..? Three, or four?" - Greed.
Posts: 315
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Post by Greed on Sept 13, 2008 18:37:18 GMT -6
"To the elric boys. Just keep up." He said, with his characterized smirk. And he began to walk out of the area of the Devil's Nest.
((Now, after you post. We can start posting where they are at.))
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Post by silverviper2134 on Sept 13, 2008 18:38:40 GMT -6
She nodded, but was still a little uneasy. But, she quickly shook the thoughts away. No matter what, she couldn't allow herself to believe Greed would do her wrong. So, she slowly followed him towards their destination.
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