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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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The maitre'd met them and led them to their seats in a secluded area of the restaurant. The surroundings were fine enough. Fine silk adorned most of the walls and eastern styled lamps hung down around them, accentuating the reds, blacks, and golds that ran all over the building.
"For instance," he continued, passing a menu to Cain, "You guys have souls. We don't. None of our own, at least. When we die, that's it. We just disappear. On top of that, we're sterile. There's nothin' to leave behind to show we even existed, once we're gone."