Log; Ongoing

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When; July 28th, afternoon
Rating; PG?
Characters; Cirucci {thunderwitch} & Lust {lustydoom}
Summary; After bonding over a mutual distaste for one homunculus, Greed, the two women meet up for a bit of a tour and talk.
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Lust? An interesting name, to be sure, and anyone who talked badly of Greed couldn't be too bad, in the Arrancar's opinion.

The reverb sound of her sonido echoed when she stepped in front of the fifth building, idly brushing back a wisp of dark purple hair that had gotten caught in the half crown spike of bone on her forehead during the fast steps, blurred and unseen by mortals, from the first building.

"Well~" She greeted with a wave of thin wrist before it fell to adjust a garter, a smirk of a smile on painted lips. She opened her mouth to greet the other woman before someone ran past talking about the strange blob thing about, and her breath turned in to a sigh.

"Mortals."

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"Tch, really, they all have such short attention spans," Lust said. "You'd think they'd appreciate all the effort we put in for them. Especially when we have more than one to worry about."

Lust's mouth twitched into a slight smirk as Cirucci explained. That sounded fairly familiar...

"I see," she said. "And I suppose this place makes it rather difficult to dispose of said trash."

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"So ungrateful." Cirucci waved her hand dismissively. "Always needing such guidance, and tending~"

Speaking of Nell made her testy, so she hid it in a smile and a sudden turn into a small shop, baubles, trinkets, and little things for decoration and such about a residence.

"Oh so much, so. Plus, those little innocent ones, you know? They make such annoying friends."

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Lust eyed all the pretty little things as they walked into the shop and hummed thoughtfully in agreement.

"And it's amazing how easily they can make them," she mused. "It'd be better for everyone if they just kept to themselves, hm?"

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Cirucci paused to fiddle with a crystal, holding it up to examine the light fracturing, lips pursed.

"It would be, but, we don't seem to have the fortune." She mused, turning the bauble in her hands. "They always somehow latch on to powerful people, I'm sure you know the type."

Her voice took on a mocking, simpering, tone.

"The noble~ righteous~ savior heroes~"

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"I know all too well," Lust said with the slightest hint of a scowl. "They can't just step aside and let things work themselves out, they have to help somehow. Hmph."

She turned her attention to a glass wall hanging and lifted it with a finger to examine it.

"I suppose we just have to make do, Cirucci~"

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"But, at the same time..." Cirucci's lips twisted into a wicked expression, one selfish and delightfully heartless.

"They're the funnest to break, don't you think? Cirucci has this one, ooooh, he's so proud..." She spoke of Ishida Uryu, the one who'd contributed to her death, as something that she owned, setting the crystal down and meandering to soft, small, pillows, testing them between her hands as she crooned gently.

"Watching that pride shatter... one of the loveliest things she can ever imagine~"

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"I rather hope to do something along those lines very soon," Lust said with a cruel grin. "I have a score to settle here. And the fact that I can have him come back so I can teach him again and again is very exciting~"

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"Which one was it again? Colonel?" Cirucci shivered a bit at the memory of her toy's eyes, when they broke, when he broke, and she thanked whoever made human kind that males were so hormonal and easy to manipulate.

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"Colonel Roy Mustang," Lust purred, her tone dripping with malice. "He decided to try roasting me to death. I'm looking to repay him."

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"Oooh, nasty~" Cirucci murmured, drawing a sharp black nail down a pillow's fabric, just enough to not let the talon rip through.

"Mine tried to sever my saketsu chain... to cut off my power and leave me helpless for anything to pick off. Not man enough to try and kill me himself." She hated his excuses, his reasons, for "sparing her". It disgusted her.

"Now... this wouldn't happen to be the same Colonel Roy Mustang who knows a certain Edward Elric?"