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When; August 10, Night
Rating; Definitely NC-17.
Characters; Greed so_very_greedy and Earl Cain misterblackbird
Summary; The good Earl decides to take Greed up on his offer of a night out.
Log;

After a quick smoothing out of his uniform and a discrete hygiene check, Greed cleared his throat and knocked on the door to Cain's living space. For a moment, he considered checking his face for stubble. Then he realized that his facial hair never actually grew.

He was holding a small, packaged cheesecake in his left hand, for a gift. Granted, he didn't know EXACTLY what Cain liked, but hey, who turned down cheesecake? It was heaven, in pastry form.

"Yo, Cain, you ready?" he called out through the door, "It's me. Greed."

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[misterblackbird.livejournal.com]

Should he bother with the jacket? It was warm, yes, but in terms of appearance. Jacket, yes; hat, no.

Riff wasn't around; with any luck he'd be able to sneak out unnoticed, unquestioned. Though, all the same, he wasn't entirely sure about this, not after what had happened just a few days ago with Cirucci. At least he'd got his strength back. Perhaps this was safer that that. He couldn't tell. Call this an adventure.

Sushi. Wasn't that that raw fish business the Japanese ate?

He pulled at his tie.

And there was the knock and the call.

"Yes, just a moment," he called back, opening the door. Strange to meet someone named for a deadly sin.

Maybe not.

He called up a smile. "Mr. Greed. Pleasure to see you."

[so-very-greedy.livejournal.com]

Greed whistled cheerfully and returned the smile.

"Sup, pal? Ya' look pretty damned nice, as usual," he said, honestly, "Glad you wanted to come out with me like this."

He peeked insided the doorway to see the inside of the dwelling, taking note of the unfamiliar surroundings.

"I see you've made this place your own."