Regrouping

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As they reached the Nest, Martel looked at the doctor. "Why is he here? He's definitely an enemy of us- at least those of us who were in the military" she told Greed.

Marcoh hung his head in shame. He wished he could take back everything he'd done to this people- or anyone else in the war.

[Greed]

"Easy on the good doctor. He is one of the many reasons your standing here, right now." he told her, trying to avoid too much bickering.
"Doctor, I want you to work with what you can. I told you what we plan to do. The whole nest is at your disposal." he told the doctor, trying to be as discrete about his intentions as possible. He knew if the rest figured out his objective, they would protest. and he couldn't have that.

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"What are you planning to do?" Martel asked Greed, raising an eyebrow slightly. She was pretty sure she was going to regret hearing it. Still, she wanted to know.

[Greed]

"Don't worry about it, Toots'." he replied, teasingly.
"Marcoh, get the job done." he said, with a slightly urgent tone.
He walked to the couch, and sat. Giving a relaxed sigh or relief.

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Marcoh nodded, though he wasn't sure exactly what he should do.

Martel sat down next to her lover. "Greed" she said, her voice low. "If anything's happened, do you think we should....try again?"

[Greed]

"You're a dirty girl, you know that?" he teased, playfully.
However, any one who knew him would know he was trying to prevent such an action. That he did not want it to come down to that.
He was hard to read, but for someone like Martel who knew him for years without so much as a vacation from him, he was not as hard.
He placed his arm around her. In his own way, he was happy she was safe.

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"I know you want to prevent it, but it may have already happened." Martel said quietly.

Meanwhile, Marcoh was digging through his pockets, trying to find the red water. All he had to do was stabalize the embryos, and everything should be alright.

[Greed]

Greed clenched his teeth.
"Yeah, so what?" he said, nearly in a hiss.
He did not want to be reminded that all his efforts could be for nothing.
He had not even had time to think fully about why he was doing this.
He just felt he had to.

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Martel just nodded slightly. She understood what Greed was saying, and she had to trust him anyway.

Suddenly Marcoh walked over to them, holding a very small red stone in his hand. It was barely bigger than a pebble. "Just relax" he told Martel, who had tensed up slightly when she noticed the stone.

[Greed]

"Just trust him." he said, quite flatly.
"He has no need or reason to betray me. So, I trust him." he followed up.
He gazed suspectedly at, Marcoh. Even while saying these words. As if telling him, to keep it simple and hold up his end.

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She nodded slightly, though shuddered when he brought the stone to her stomach and activated it. The process took only a few seconds, but it felt strange. But...did it work or not?

[Greed]

He looked at the male, with a small amount of relief.
"Anything to report?" he asked gently. Hoping they were okay, and he could relax for the first time in a long time.

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"I'm sorry to say, but I have no way of knowing. You'll have to ask her" he said, glancing at Martel, who seemed to be a bit out of it. She just sort of stared blankly in front of her.

[Greed]

"Thanks. I'll pay you back for doing your part." he said flatly, while leaning inward to her.
"Is everything okay...?" he asked, gently. His face inches from her ear. His breath caressing her neck.

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Martel didn't respond, but placed her hand onto her stomach for a few moments, then smiled slightly. "Give me your hand" she demanded, grabbing his hand and placing it flat against her stomach. She wondered if he would be able to feel it too- the tiny pulses coming from inside.

[Greed]

He had no time to object before he felt them, then relaxed. He looked at her, and smiled. He never seen her so beautiful, and he had no idea why those thoughts passed his mind. He placed his arms around her, and held her to him. Any person who knew him, knew he was changing. For the better, you could hope.

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"I don't know about you, but I'm exhausted" Martel said, pulling herself out of his grip and heading towards her room.

Marcoh glanced at Greed. His eyes showed a bit of worry. As though he was silently asking him if Martel knew what the risk of the pregnancy were.

[Greed]

He glared daggers at the doctor, as if he understood exactly what the man was thinking.
He leaned back, and sighed. Trying to get a grip on everything that had been going on. Trying to form some sort of rational about it.

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"Hey, boss?" Dorochette asked from the bar, "Are you doing alright?"

Gluttony was in the room as well, chewing happily on an empty bottle of tequilla.

"I'm sorry" apologized the doctor, stepping backwards slightly in fear. He didn't want to get on the Homunculus's bad side. He'd seen what happens when you do.

[Greed]

He sighed, heavily.
"Doc', I have no reason to kill you. So stop pissin' your pants. Just take money or something, and do as you please." he said, trying to assure the doctor in his own way.
Afterward, he slumped into the chair.