http://envy-beast.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] envy-beast.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] tampered2007-02-20 07:21 pm

Log;Ongoing

When; February 20th, around 11pm
Rating;
Characters; Envy [livejournal.com profile] envy_beast and Tayuya [livejournal.com profile] violentflutist
Summary; Envy calls Tayuya out to deliver a message from Rosiel, in his own charming manner.
Log; Envy had arrived at the meeting place he'd arranged with Tayuya early, if only to get a general bearing of the place. It was always good to know the territory. He came in his preferred form of an androgynous boy with dark green hair. As he looked he blended into the shadows of the tree's quite well.

He was a bit disapointed by Rosiel's orders in that he could hurt the woman if he wanted, though killing her wasn't allowed. But hey, orders were orders.

[identity profile] violentflutist.livejournal.com 2007-02-21 12:34 am (UTC)(link)
Tayuya had no fucking clue what this man had called her out for. She knew who he was, something like Greed's brother, but that was hardly reassuring in the slightest.

She was all too aware of her newly restored heartbeat thumping loudly in her chest. Rosiel, he said he worked for Rosiel- that bastard was off his goddamed rocker. ... And yet she came.

Because life had taught her that it was sometimes better to hear, to confront, than to hide, sometimes. And she was curious. But she came heavily armed, naturally, and alighted a good twenty feet from the homonculus, eyes narrowed and wary.

"What do you want, fucker? Let's be out with it."

[identity profile] violentflutist.livejournal.com 2007-02-21 12:46 am (UTC)(link)
Tayuya did not like the way he approached. Her lips twisted down into a snarl.

"Personal space, bitch." She snapped, eyes a glare as she continually asked herself what the hell she was doing there alive.

"Speak." Her words were short and clipped, her caution obvious.

[identity profile] violentflutist.livejournal.com 2007-02-21 12:57 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't give a fuck about Rosiel's own." Tayuya answered, hands on her hips, within a mere inch of blades. "And the bastard fucking attacked me first, so if Rosiel has a problem with me killing him in retaliation, then he can come take his pound of flesh. But if his displeasure is all you're here to talk about, then spare me."

The curse seal pulsed wildly, relying on her emotions for cues and picking up on her concern, ready to be released. ... If this was Greed's brother, then he was dangerous by default.