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When; August 10, Night
Rating; Definitely NC-17.
Characters; Greed![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
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."
Rating; Definitely NC-17.
Characters; Greed
so_very_greedy and Earl Cain misterblackbirdSummary; 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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A different sort of place than he would have tended towards, though not unappealing. The strangeness itself appealed.
An adventure, he reminded himself. He'd become so domestic, so staid, lately: tiresome, like an old man, comfortable in tired old ways. That's what had driven him out so impulsively to meet Cirucci like he did. So a bit of a game, right? Half smiles and glances. A bit of fun. Mutually so, given what he knew so far. So.
"Flawless judgement, flawless memory, more quickness than I could hope to have--we mere mortals have rather little to recommend us in comparison to you and your kind."