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Log: Complete

When; Sunday, 17th of June, evening(?)
Rating; Teen (a real feat, considering it’s Greed), for swearing, most likely
Characters; Yuffie Kisaragi (

cupofwutaiglory) and Greed (

so_very_greedy)
Summary; Just as he gallantly offered two days previous, Greed takes Yuffie on a tour of the City, especially the bars and other places a innocent and sweet and awesome girl like her shouldn’t be in. Yuffie insists this is NOT a date. A challenge has been issued, and the Wutaian princess is set on mugging the homunculus before the night ends. Just because she so can. Madness, thus, ensues.
Log;

Yuffie waited for Greed on the stairs leading up to her building’s entrance. She looked down at her new green shirt, still impressed at how almost identical it was to the one she’d owned when she’d been fourteen. It was almost melancholy. Only not.

She leaned back, her elbows on some stairs above from where she sat, and looked at the sky to pass time. The ticking was starting to piss her off, so she hoped the man arrived quickly.

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Greed, on the other hand, did not DO subtlety. He strolled up to the table and shuffled his way into the center of the men, looping arms over some of them.

From a distance, it couldn't be told what he said, but it obviously upset the men around him. They began to yell and argue, drawing gun and knives.

Greed laughed to himself about something and suddenly sprang up, bashing one man in the face. It triggered the other men to attack, creating a self-contained brawl at that table. Surprisingly enough, no one seemed to be taking notice as long as it stayed in that area.

Yuffie, however did take notice, slapping her forehead as she made her way there. From the sidelines, she dryly asked. "Need a hand?"

Greed had several thugs already disarmed and on lock-down.

"Sup, babe! Good to see ya'!" he yelled, tossing several men away, "It's a free for all, your choice!"

And while there was no denying that seeing him fight was nice and all, she did want a bit of action. Last time she had a fight with a person had been months ago, but Yuffie wasn't rusty, quickly dispatching of a few henchmen sent her way.

"Ha ha! I love beautiful women that can fight!" he guffawed, using a snap-kick to send one large, inhuman thug over the bar. This heist had soon become a brawl.

By the time it did become a brawl, Yuffie wondered if they shouldn't scatter away from there. And voiced it. "Shouldn't we le--" Or tried to voice it, but was cut off by a chair being thrown her way. "Know what, nevermind!" she growled, and jumped towards the chair-thrower, intent on showing him how to play--and get their asses kicked--fair.

Greed threw series of rabbit punches and elbows at his enemies, knocking many of them aside, easily. He was only using a small bit of power, as he didn't like to kill weak opponents.

"Come on, bitches!" he yelled, "Come get some of Greed!"

He took a knife in the gut, then broke the hand that wielded it and sent him backwards through a banister.

While Greed was vicious, Yuffie was effective, stunning and knocking all her adversaries unconscious. She was sure somewhere along the line, pimp-master had fell under her punches too, and wasn't that just ironic?

Slowly, between the two of them they managed to thin out all thugs in the bar.

After the deed was done, Greed did a discrete check of all the jewelry and wallets, collecting them.

"Let's go, Yuffie," he said, walking out into the night, "So where do ya' want to go?"

"I dunno, somewhere to relax and kick off the adrenaline, maybe?" she answered, looking at a necklace in the light of the moonlight before putting it on.

"Man, this city is crazy. These have been the weirdest, and first, non-date dates I've ever had."

"I'll say."

Greed immediately handed her the bag with all the money and jewels he had taken, "I don't need all that."

He thought about her comment for a moment.

"Well, we could hit the springs if ya' want. It's co-ed, though. No cordoned off sections for men and women."

"Neither do I, but---hey, these earrings are pretty," she decided, stashing them safe for Aeris maybe.

"Eh, no, at this hour they're probably full of people gettin' dirty with each other. How about a high place with no people and a nice view? Like a building or something..."

"Hm...Well, ya' can see the whole city from the top of the temple. You can see from the city to the beach. Unobstructed view of the moon and stars, too," he said, shrugging, "Does that work?"

"Temple, sure. Take me to your gods," she intoned.

Greed took off running ahead of her, "See if you can catch ME, babe! Ha ha!"

He made his way from the Underground and made off into the woods to the North of the city. He bounced up the stone pathway lined by trees, ignoring the sounds of animals in the distance.

"Hurry up! Hurry up!"

Quickly changing from sprint to running, she kept up the pace, and chased him, some steps behind.

Dear Leviathan. Thank you for leather pants. Love, Yuffie.

He stopped at the large, ornate doors and opened one, kicking his shoes off and removing his vest.

"Come on in. Let's head on through."

Taking off her shoes out of respect, she followed him, looking around. "People live here?"

"Me and a few others. No monks or anything. It was abandoned when I found it, yet for some reason we get fresh supplies."

He lead her through several hallways, past a large, fully stocked kitchen, and up some stairs.

"As per usual for guests, you can use anything here ya' want to," he said, rounding a corner and moving up several flights of stairs, "As you can see we have lots of room."

"That's good, I suppose. Something like shelter out of a sacred place."

Walking up the stairs behind him, she grinned. Seriously, Levi-god, thanks SO much for inventing leather pants.

Clearing her throat she said, "I already have a home, but this looks cozy."

Greed finally found the right floor and opened a few doors ahead of her, leading to a large, flat area on the roof.

"This is sometimes used as a practice area," he said, walking over to a nearby shed and pulling out several things. He laid out a large, soft comforter and some throw pillows, "This should make the ground softer if you want to sit down."

"Thanks." Grabbing one pillow, she sat on it, stretching her hands above her head, the leaning back to stare at the sky. "Practice for what?"

"Fightin', normally. Most of us here can fight in some way. The practice dummies are put away, though. Not that one would hold up to my punches, anyway...I'll be right back."

Greed tromped back down the stairs and came up in few minutes. He had a tray of two cups and pot of pre-readied tea.

"A little treat for us."

"Tea? Hey, you remember," she cooed smartly, taking one cup and holding it out for it to be filled.

"You fight like the world's your own little place of destruction."

"I tend to think of the world as mine, no matter what world it is. I'm just the only one who knows it," he chuckled, grinning and raising his glass to her, "No need to drill it into people's heads."

He took a light sip and watch several small boats go by.

"So, you got a man in your life, pretty Miss Yuffie?"

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