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When; July 1, Midday
Rating; PG13
Characters; Greed

deviates and a few surprises!
Summary; Greed educates a newcomer on the proper way to greet new races you've just met.
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Greed was already stretching his limbs for the fight. He had to gauge this properly, as this guy already looked messed up. This might actually be more like bullying, so he hoped it wouldn't reflect bad on him. Hey, the human was the one causing trouble. If he hadn't judged by species, this wouldn't have happened. The nerve! Calling him a monster...Okay, he WAS, but it was the IMPLICATION that bothered him.

"Come on. Bring it. Think you can even lift that hammer?"

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Rabi gave Greed a very blank stare as he edged off, finding the change in behavior more than slightly confusing. He looked sidelong at Fou as she spoke, feeling like a rather large baby. Why was she carrying him like this? It was worse than embarrassing.

"Yeah. Pretty nurse. Infirmary. Gotcha," he managed to say. At least the man had offered an apology?

"I can walk. My legs work just fine. Now put. Me. Down." he paused to take a breath, lungs protesting. "An' my name is Rabi."

Fou raised an eyebrow at exorcist that lie within her arms as she mentally repeated 'pretty nurse'. Now there was something she didn't hear everyday, or ever at that. Almost flattered and essentially complimented, Fou gave him a sultry and highly amused smile. "You're just the most charming person now, aren't you?" If she didn't believe that no one could ever break her of her chastity, then she wouldn't have held back. Her face was too close for ordinary comfort in the first place, and these things were best left as games.

"Rabi... I've heard that name somewhere..." Fou's voice trailed off while she set the significantly taller person onto the ground, feet first of course. "Ah. You're the Bookman boy. Now isn't this a pleasant surprise." She finally recalled after some thinking. It had been a while since she last heard of the Bookman, but she did over hear something about the next one. So this was what the talk was all about... It was a good thing that Fou didn't concern herself with first impression when it came to members of the Black Order for that would have meant that Rabi would have been eternally burned into her mind as the 'extra crispy exorcist'.

Rabi managed a little half-smile at the guardian, finding himself rather caught in a less-than-comfortable prozimity to her face. He laughed. "I do try, Ma'am Fou."

Rabi dusted himself off once he was set upright again. It was a simple matter to retrieve his hammer and place the now toy-sized object in the holster on his thigh as he listened to Fou. Bookman boy...yeah.

That'd be how most people knew him, huh? Bookman boy--Bookman's Junior, the Bookman-in-Training. Did anyone ever notice that he was doing a worse job at being a Bookman then than he was some two years ago? Rabi shook his head violently to dislodge the depressing thoughts.

Bookman might chew him out for what happened in the Ark, but Rabi still felt good about it. Felt good about having...comrades.

"Yeah, that'd be me. How's it surprising?"

"Don't try too hard now. You might end up over doing it." Fou joked as she watched Rabi go off and fetch his hammer. There was an idle thought of how he knew her name, but then again he was a Bookman. Heaven knows what all information and other various secrets those people knew. The deity watched closely as Rabi shook his head violently. That was rather... Strange. Fou tilted her head to one side and folded her arms across her chest. Perhaps she said something that brought back unpleasant memories, which would have been understandable, had she not only brought up the fact that he was a Bookman.

Maybe it was the fact that she brought up the issue of him being a Bookman. But why would that make him react in such a manner? The facts didn’t add up and Fou wasn’t bothered enough to want to press for answers.

"Nothing really, just that you don't quite seem like the boy that I was expecting. Bookman was so straight-faced and you're... quite a lively one." Fou answered off handedly. She ran her eyes over his features once more before adding more to her previous statement. "In every meaning of the word at that. Tall with red hair and green eyes, I can’t think of a way you couldn't stand out more in a crowd."

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