http://jumbo-gal.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] jumbo-gal.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] tampered2008-03-10 09:54 pm

Log; Complete

When: Monday 10th March (just about 8.10pm)
Rating: PG (but may go up depending on how it goes)
Characters: Greed [info]so_very_greedy and Risa Koizumi [profile] jumbo_gal
Summary: Risa is feeling a little mixed up emotionally, partially due to the confusion of adjusting to being in the City, and partially due to the canon issues she had before arriving (severe heartbreak T_T), so Greed has offered to take her out on the town to cheer her up. What madness will ensue? Even we don't know yet...
Log:
"Ahh, I'm late, I'm late, I'm LATE!"

Yes, that was the sound of a peculiarly tall teenage girl as she raced down the quiet evening streets as fast as her long legs would carry her. The citizens of the City were barely able to catch a glimpse of the young woman as she passed, leaving a cloud of dust in her wake. Whether the girl noticed anyone around her at all...well there was no certainty, but since she was so busy worrying and fearing she was making the person nice enough to take her out wait due to her tardiness, it was unlikely. 

It seemed even in a new dimension Risa's time keeping had not improved in the slightest. 

Some things wouldn't change, though she hated to admit that was true. It just proved the point she had been trying so very hard to forget in the past few days in this new weird world. No matter how far she ran, she was unable to escape her own feelings. 

Shaking her head violently, Risa managed to push the thoughts that were causing the slight hint of tears to well up in her eyes in the back of her mind. This was no time to be thinking such things! She had to perk up! It wouldn't be very fair to act all upset when Greed was making an effort to cheer her up. She would just have to grin and enjoy herself. After all, she did owe him for his help. 

Finally skidding to a halt, Risa tried to catch her breath, bent over slightly, hands on her knees so she wouldn't collapse onto the ground. When she was able to stand up straight again, she gazed curiously at the surroundings, trying to pick out the form of the guy she was supposed to meet. 

"Great, he probably already left. But I'm not that late am I? Or am I at the wrong place? Maybe I should have checked the directions again before I left..." she muttered to herself, still twisting her head in all directions, hoping to catch a glimpse of her friend.

[identity profile] so-very-greedy.livejournal.com 2008-03-10 10:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Heavy footsteps stopped behind her, their owner scratching his head and cocking an eyebrow in surprise.

"Uh...Are you gonna' be okay?" Greed asked, a little surprised by the red-haired blur he just saw skidding in, "You didn't have to rush that much. You're not really that far off."

He gently patted her on the back, hoping she wasn't about to drop dead in front of him.

"Do ya' maybe need a drink of water?"

[identity profile] so-very-greedy.livejournal.com 2008-03-10 11:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"Not really. In any case, time has little meaning here," he sighed, patting her back a few more times, "I'm glad you came at all. It's a nice little treat. You're very beautiful!"

Greed smiled as he complimented her, his mouth a gleaming row of clean, white, sharp teeth, perfectly interlocked.

"Hard to believe you have a tallness complex. You're so petite!"

((OOC: You have no messenger system at all? It might make plot communication easier.))

[identity profile] so-very-greedy.livejournal.com 2008-03-11 12:16 am (UTC)(link)
She really did look petit in his eyes. Then again, Greed was over six feet tall. He didn't understand why some humans got so wrapped in things that didn't matter. A woman was a woman, no matter what her height.

"I never lie, babe. You're very hot! Gorgeous! Glad you could come."

He offered her his arm to help steady her.

"Care to walk with me?"

,small>[OOC: Ah, nevermind. I don't have MSN messenger. Only YahooMessenger and AIM.]

[identity profile] so-very-greedy.livejournal.com 2008-03-11 12:49 am (UTC)(link)
He curled his fingers in hers and brought her hand up to his lips, planting a kiss on top of it.

"Don't worry about it. You look absolutely radiant. I can promise you that very few people here would notice. I mean, we have demons, super-humans, cat-people, all sorts of variety. One statuesque woman isn't gonna' get a lot of attention," he laughed, "You worry so much. Are people in your country very short?"

[OOC: Ah, that would be cool! I use Trillian, personally. It's many messenger programs in one!]

[identity profile] so-very-greedy.livejournal.com 2008-03-11 09:10 pm (UTC)(link)
He listened to her words, nodding in acknowledgement.

"Well, that's unfortunate. Their loss, I guess," he shrugged, "But certainly not mine. Don't you worry about those people at all. Just be you, and to hell with what anyone else thinks."

As they continued on, he sniffed the air, trying to get a fix on the nearest foods.

"What did you wanna' eat, anyway?"

[OOC: Ah, it turns out I just got an MSN account last night! So you can just get on that.]

[identity profile] so-very-greedy.livejournal.com 2008-03-11 09:47 pm (UTC)(link)
"Alright, then. I guess sushi is out. Let's see, what do we have..."

He moved around her for a few moments, first in one direction, then the other. He slowly parsed through the various scents in the air until finding one that was good for the night's meal.

"Ah ha! I've got it! Food with substance to it!" he laughed, "Come on!"

Without another word of warning, he hoisted her onto his back and took off, dashing forward down the street. He jumped off at one point, scaling the side of a small building and using it for a better view, the descended again and followed his nose to the entrance of a great steakhouse.

"Now this," he said, putting her down, "Is FOOD."

[OOC: Sure, that works. My account name is mjsalucci@yahoo.com]

[identity profile] so-very-greedy.livejournal.com 2008-03-11 10:41 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm a very steak and potatoes kinda' guy, myself," he said, opening the door ahead of her. The hostess quickly greeted them and guided them to seats.

"What kinda' food do they have on your world?" he asked, pulling out her seat for her.

[identity profile] so-very-greedy.livejournal.com 2008-03-11 11:04 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ah, then we're in the right place!"

He laughed again, a deep, hearty sound, and slapped the table with his palm. It called the attention of a nearby server, who arrived with menus.

"Excellent. About time these things arrived," he said, taking the menus and passing her one. Whatever universal language they were written in seemed readable to them both, "I'll never get this place. All these different places we come from, but we all speak and read the same here."

[identity profile] so-very-greedy.livejournal.com 2008-03-11 11:21 pm (UTC)(link)
He glanced up momentarily, broken from his trance long enough to acknowledge her thanks with a low grunt.

"No problem," he said before looking back at the menu. A thick, prehensile tongue slid out over his lips as he eyed the prime rib section, heaps of steaming food clouding his mind.

"I've got it!" he yelled, startling the server, who hurried back.

"I want the special 67 ounce prime rib, rare, with steak sauce, mashed potatoes with gravy, garlic bread, and red wine."

[identity profile] so-very-greedy.livejournal.com 2008-03-11 11:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hm? Well, I am greedy, ya' know? For everything. I don't NEED food, but I still hunger for it, regardless. You should've seen how bad Gluttony was about it," he said, "He was dangerous to everyone when he was hungry, and he was hungry ALL THE TIME."

The meal arrived shortly, the platters laid out with speed on their table. Greed inhaled the scents with gusto and popped open the wine bottle.

"Eat up, babe! Foods on me!"

[identity profile] so-very-greedy.livejournal.com 2008-03-12 11:13 pm (UTC)(link)
"Please, I insist. A beautiful woman shouldn't ever have to pay for her food," he chided her, placing a hand on hers, "If you really must, then get the tip. I'll still be payin' for the meal, though."

He placed his hands on his silverware and eagerly began to dig into his food.

"It smells so good! I can't wait!"

[identity profile] so-very-greedy.livejournal.com 2008-03-15 12:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Greed paused in his consumption to watch her suddenly shake her head, cocking an eyebrow. What WAS this girl thinking about at dinner?

"Oi," he said between mouthfuls of steak, "Are you okay? What happened, did they spice the food wrong? Do I need to wring a few necks among the kitchen staff in this place?"

[identity profile] so-very-greedy.livejournal.com 2008-03-15 03:39 pm (UTC)(link)
He couldn't resist a slight snicker as he chowed down on another hunk of meat. Humans were so predictable, at times.

"Lemme' guess, still thinkin' about lover-boy?" he said, refilling his glass, "Man, the human heart really is somethin'."

He switched gears to get some of his mashed potatoes, savoring the creamy gravy on top of them.

"Don't worry about it so much."

[identity profile] so-very-greedy.livejournal.com 2008-03-16 02:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"Can't say I know the feelin'," he shrugged, chewing on another bite of meat. He was really polishing off this meal quickly.

"Homunculi don't have attachments like that. Our minds just aren't built that way. We don't have quite the same depth of emotion, in most cases. That isn't to say I'm cold-hearted, I just have a slightly different way of lookin' at things than you guys do."

He ate the last of his side-dishes and took a large swig from his wine-glass.

[identity profile] so-very-greedy.livejournal.com 2008-03-16 03:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"That a girl!" he said, devouring that last bits of his meal and picking up the menu once again, "A little food always helps in my opinion. Now let's see...Hm, what to get next..."

[identity profile] so-very-greedy.livejournal.com 2008-03-18 01:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Greed hastily ordered cheesecake for the both of them.

"I think you'll like this. It's SO rich."

[identity profile] so-very-greedy.livejournal.com 2008-03-20 01:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"No problem, babe."

[OOC: Good place to stop?]