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Greed ([personal profile] ossifragant) wrote2014-11-28 12:31 am

011 Things Acquired - [action; FOURTH WALL]

[This time, when the shift happens, Greed is prepared. It's been six months, and it's finally hit him that given how long he spent locked away in a prison with no exit, it shouldn't feel like he's been here a long time-- what that really means is it's been seven months since he broke free of Dante's grasp, and that is a big deal no matter how he looks at it. And yet it does feel like a long time, precisely because it's been half a year without Dante.

He's too proud of himself, like he had been upon first finding himself in the region.

Yesterday, the snow had bothered him because of how cold it was. Today, now that he can't quite feel the coldness of the snow, it's more entertaining than anything else. Maybe in a few days there will be enough snow for him to cause problems with. It's a little unfortunate there isn't enough snow on the ground for him to do anything with it now, but he'll deal with it.

As it is, shifting his hand (his entire body, really) into its carbon-black form is something he's missed.

Terrorizing an entire city would be pretty damn easy to do at the moment, but Greed is going to restrain himself, poorly. Prowling around and generally looking like he's up to something makes him look like the least subtle cat possible isn't something Greed is going to get away with for long. Maybe he'll be able to find someone he recognizes before one of the locals who haven't been horribly glitched some to ask him what the hell he's doing.

Or, more likely, he'll get bored halfway through whatever he's currently doing in favor of paying a visit to his favorite cafe.]
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[personal profile] alchemicals 2014-12-13 10:51 pm (UTC)(link)
It may have been.

[Her name is Brittany because she fucking looks like a Brittany, and her first act as his new capture was to damn near set his face on fire when he took her out of the ball because apparently Growlithes are not quite as fond of just being unceremoniously hiked into the air as regular puppies might be.

Archer was pretty unimpressed with everybody, both Kimbley and puppy alike. It was great.]


Have you been talking about me behind my back or something?
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[personal profile] alchemicals 2014-12-13 10:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[...Look, you know him about as well as anyone can. You know he found this just as fucking hilarious as you would have.]

Dare I ask how that's been working out for the both of you?
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[personal profile] alchemicals 2014-12-13 11:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[...ahahahaha he certainly can, actually - ]

You've been having fun, in other words.
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[personal profile] alchemicals 2014-12-13 11:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Hopefully you haven't been too hard on him, he's neurotic as hell.

[...can we not with the deets]
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[personal profile] alchemicals 2014-12-14 12:43 am (UTC)(link)
[Honestly, the reason he doesn't want to hear them is that in his multiple but very brief times here, he has heard waaaaaaaaaay too many deets from Archer. Like. Way too many. There has been an overabundance of deets-sharing. They've had a surplus of deets. They have just now reached a point where Archer has stopped dispensing deets at him, and Kimbley is quite frankly happy to keep it that way because holy fucking mcshit, he can only handle so much emotional infodumping at once.]

That'd be it! He's a wreck to be sure, but he's an interesting one, and those are the best sorts.
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[personal profile] alchemicals 2014-12-14 01:04 am (UTC)(link)
Getting a room already, are we?

[KIMBLEY.

I mean to his credit he just sort of shrugs and laughs, though. Moving right along.]


Sure, why not.