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ossifragant) wrote2010-04-07 07:28 pm
ossifragant) wrote2010-04-07 07:28 pm
IC Contact
It's Greed.
Say whatever you need to say. If I feel like it, I'll answer.
Say whatever you need to say. If I feel like it, I'll answer.
if I tell you, you can't laugh
if you laugh I will murder you in your sleep
if you laugh I will murder you in your sleep
You make it sound so serious.
Of course I'm not going to laugh at you.
Of course I'm not going to laugh at you.
i'm stuck on the roof
that stupid little door thing is jammed and I've been trying to get it open for an hour
that stupid little door thing is jammed and I've been trying to get it open for an hour
Edited 2014-11-08 23:22 (UTC)
That's weird, I just fixed the lock on it. Maybe one of the Pokemon broke it.
[But he's kept his word of not making fun of Envy!]
I'll be back in a couple minutes. I won't make you camp out on the roof or anything.
[But he's kept his word of not making fun of Envy!]
I'll be back in a couple minutes. I won't make you camp out on the roof or anything.
[This is the longest Heather's been in a place where she doesn't have to pay for every night spent under a roof in... well, a long time.]
[It's nice. Relaxing.]
[.... But on the other hand, not having to think about scaring up extra cash every day means that she has a hell of a lot more free time than normal.]
[Heather Mason and free time are a bad combination.]
GREEEED.
HEY.
[The grin she's wearing as she pokes her head around the door sort of makes her look like she's about to suggest they go rob a bank.]
Whatcha doin'?
[It's nice. Relaxing.]
[.... But on the other hand, not having to think about scaring up extra cash every day means that she has a hell of a lot more free time than normal.]
[Heather Mason and free time are a bad combination.]
GREEEED.
HEY.
[The grin she's wearing as she pokes her head around the door sort of makes her look like she's about to suggest they go rob a bank.]
Whatcha doin'?
[There's something to be said about actually living with people again. It's nice.
Greed has never been the sort to want to live on his own. He spent too long alone, both here and in Amestris, to want any more repeats of that situation.
It's why it's not a surprise when hears Heather calling for him. He's not actually doing much of anything at the moment.]
Not much. Reading.
[He sets the book aside for the moment.]
Something you need?
Greed has never been the sort to want to live on his own. He spent too long alone, both here and in Amestris, to want any more repeats of that situation.
It's why it's not a surprise when hears Heather calling for him. He's not actually doing much of anything at the moment.]
Not much. Reading.
[He sets the book aside for the moment.]
Something you need?
[Before she'd come here, Heather had been used to living on her own. She'd never enjoyed it, but it had been a comfortable norm.]
[Now, it's... weird to think about going back to it. She's had Henry for some years now. And before that, there had been others. And before THAT... well, there's always the Pokemon.]
[It's virtually impossible to be truly alone now.]
[Her grin only grows.]
Mmmmmaaaaaybe.
I have a question.
You ready?
Hope so, 'cuz I'm just gonna throw it out there.
Have you ever had a grilled cheese sandwich?
[Now, it's... weird to think about going back to it. She's had Henry for some years now. And before that, there had been others. And before THAT... well, there's always the Pokemon.]
[It's virtually impossible to be truly alone now.]
[Her grin only grows.]
Mmmmmaaaaaybe.
I have a question.
You ready?
Hope so, 'cuz I'm just gonna throw it out there.
Have you ever had a grilled cheese sandwich?
[Ever since coming here, Greed has had an appreciation for food. Going from never needing to eat, or rather, only needing to eat a very specific thing, really does a number on you.
He liked food before, but it wasn't the same thing.]
Can't say I have.
[It sounds like a fairly simple food, but Greed's found he prefers the simple things over the really fancy meals he's eaten.]
Are you gonna show me how to make one?
[He will eat it. Happily.]
He liked food before, but it wasn't the same thing.]
Can't say I have.
[It sounds like a fairly simple food, but Greed's found he prefers the simple things over the really fancy meals he's eaten.]
Are you gonna show me how to make one?
[He will eat it. Happily.]
[FOOD IS BASICALLY JUST PRETTY AWESOME.]
[She steps around the door the rest of the way and plants her hands on her hips. Challengingly.]
If you can handle it!
[But then she turns and heads back down the hall, assuming he'll follow her. Not an unreasonable assumption when food is involved.]
[She steps around the door the rest of the way and plants her hands on her hips. Challengingly.]
If you can handle it!
[But then she turns and heads back down the hall, assuming he'll follow her. Not an unreasonable assumption when food is involved.]
[Oh, you'd better believe he can handle it. He is all over trying out new foods, especially because the amount of things he can actually cook are in the single digits.
TV Dinners and canned soup just don't cut it, you know?]
Is this easy to make like one of those s'mores?
[Simple to make food has quickly become something he loves.]
TV Dinners and canned soup just don't cut it, you know?]
Is this easy to make like one of those s'mores?
[Simple to make food has quickly become something he loves.]
[No one should have to live off of TV dinners.]
[Fortunately, Heather is all too willing to teach.]
[She's had this entire life to discover the joy of eating foods that didn't come out of a store-brand can or bag of Wonder Bread. Alessa hadn't had the most well-fed childhood, and Heather had unconsciously decided to make up for that, big-time.]
Pretty easy, yeah! Maybe not as easy, since they can get burned easy... but PRETTY easy!
[She ducks into the fridge and tugs out a stick of butter and a block of cheese. She already pulled out some bread earlier.]
Grab a frying pan, will ya?
[Fortunately, Heather is all too willing to teach.]
[She's had this entire life to discover the joy of eating foods that didn't come out of a store-brand can or bag of Wonder Bread. Alessa hadn't had the most well-fed childhood, and Heather had unconsciously decided to make up for that, big-time.]
Pretty easy, yeah! Maybe not as easy, since they can get burned easy... but PRETTY easy!
[She ducks into the fridge and tugs out a stick of butter and a block of cheese. She already pulled out some bread earlier.]
Grab a frying pan, will ya?
[Ever since he escaped from his prison, the small things have been what excite him the most.
Greed may mostly have associated with criminals in Amestris, but that didn't mean that he was always doing criminal activity. Sometimes it was those little things that escaped the notice of the average person that interested him the most.
That much hadn't changed when he arrived here, and it was still a fact half a year later.
He pulls the frying pan out of the cupboard, grinning.]
What kind of cheese are you using?
[He looks over curiously, setting the pan down on the stove.]
Greed may mostly have associated with criminals in Amestris, but that didn't mean that he was always doing criminal activity. Sometimes it was those little things that escaped the notice of the average person that interested him the most.
That much hadn't changed when he arrived here, and it was still a fact half a year later.
He pulls the frying pan out of the cupboard, grinning.]
What kind of cheese are you using?
[He looks over curiously, setting the pan down on the stove.]
[They have that in common. It's the little things in life.]
[Heather dumps about a fourth of the stick of butter into a little bowl and shoves it into the microwave before dusting her hands off and grinning at Greed.]
Good ol'-fashioned cheddar was what was in the fridge, and that'll work just fine.
You can use pretty much any kind, really.
You can even get like, fancy with it.
But I'm a lazy bum, so.
[She turns on one of the burners.]
[Heather dumps about a fourth of the stick of butter into a little bowl and shoves it into the microwave before dusting her hands off and grinning at Greed.]
Good ol'-fashioned cheddar was what was in the fridge, and that'll work just fine.
You can use pretty much any kind, really.
You can even get like, fancy with it.
But I'm a lazy bum, so.
[She turns on one of the burners.]
[With so many people living in the house, he hasn't exactly kept track of what food they actually have.
...he's still learning this whole home-owning thing.]
I'll try and make it fancy when I do the cooking. How about that?
[He doesn't even know how because he doesn't really know how to cook still, but he's been learning slowly.]
Maybe it'd be good with bacon.
...he's still learning this whole home-owning thing.]
I'll try and make it fancy when I do the cooking. How about that?
[He doesn't even know how because he doesn't really know how to cook still, but he's been learning slowly.]
Maybe it'd be good with bacon.
[YEAH WATCHING THESE GUYS FIGURE OUT HOW TO STOCK A FRIDGE HAS BEEN... AN ADVENTURE.]
[But cheese is pretty basic.]
[Her grin only widens at the 'b' word.]
Dude, everything goes good with bacon.
See, you got a chef's head on your shoulders already.
[She takes the butter out of the microwave, where it's melted into clear liquid.]
Okay, here's the fun part. You gotta spread or drizzle the butter onto the bread-- not too much or it'll be soggy, but enough to make it toast good when we put it in the pan. I'll let you do it, for practice.
[She slides the butter and bread-slices over to him and picks up a knife to slice into the cheddar with.]
[But cheese is pretty basic.]
[Her grin only widens at the 'b' word.]
Dude, everything goes good with bacon.
See, you got a chef's head on your shoulders already.
[She takes the butter out of the microwave, where it's melted into clear liquid.]
Okay, here's the fun part. You gotta spread or drizzle the butter onto the bread-- not too much or it'll be soggy, but enough to make it toast good when we put it in the pan. I'll let you do it, for practice.
[She slides the butter and bread-slices over to him and picks up a knife to slice into the cheddar with.]
[Hey, he has had plenty of time to try to eat as much as possible. It's not fancy, and most of it is terrible, but bacon is one of those things he's found himself loving the hell out of.]
Okay. Like this?
[As all over the place as he can be, Greed is a pretty good listener. He follows directions well when he wants to, and this is almost certainly a case of him wanting to follow directions.
Greed might not have done much in the way of fancy cooking, but he's careful to make sure the bread doesn't get soggy.]
This sure beats lunch meat sandwiches.
Okay. Like this?
[As all over the place as he can be, Greed is a pretty good listener. He follows directions well when he wants to, and this is almost certainly a case of him wanting to follow directions.
Greed might not have done much in the way of fancy cooking, but he's careful to make sure the bread doesn't get soggy.]
This sure beats lunch meat sandwiches.
Yup!
[Now armed with a handful of roughly-cut cheese slices, she leans over and plops them down on the unbuttered side of one slice, then slaps the other slice on top of that one.]
It'll blow lunchmeat sandwiches outta the park.
Now slap that sucker down in the pan and listen to it sizzle.
[Now armed with a handful of roughly-cut cheese slices, she leans over and plops them down on the unbuttered side of one slice, then slaps the other slice on top of that one.]
It'll blow lunchmeat sandwiches outta the park.
Now slap that sucker down in the pan and listen to it sizzle.
[This is going to be so cool.
He still has no idea how to handle the small things like this, but cooking meals like this is something Greed can get used to.]
Next summer, I'm going to hold a barbecue. Might be fun.
[And slap the sandwich onto the pan he does. Greed can tell that this is going to be a delicious lunch.]
He still has no idea how to handle the small things like this, but cooking meals like this is something Greed can get used to.]
Next summer, I'm going to hold a barbecue. Might be fun.
[And slap the sandwich onto the pan he does. Greed can tell that this is going to be a delicious lunch.]
Hell yeah, barbecue's great.
[She drops the lid onto the pan to help the cheese melt, then dusts off her hands.]
Heck, you could even barbecue on the beach if we wind up doing another beach party next year. Help save France some of the work.
[She drops the lid onto the pan to help the cheese melt, then dusts off her hands.]
Heck, you could even barbecue on the beach if we wind up doing another beach party next year. Help save France some of the work.
That would be nice.
[France's cooking is much too fancy for Greed anyway. Being able to put his own touches on things would definitely help him, even if it's not much.]
I hope we do that party again.
[By then, Greed will have been here for over a year and that's... well, it's impressive given most people only stay here for a few months.]
[France's cooking is much too fancy for Greed anyway. Being able to put his own touches on things would definitely help him, even if it's not much.]
I hope we do that party again.
[By then, Greed will have been here for over a year and that's... well, it's impressive given most people only stay here for a few months.]
Yeah, that was... a lot of fun.
[And just at the right time, too. It had been so easy to drop off the face of the planet when her father had left. To just melt into the scenery, like she'd done back home after losing him.]
[Making herself put on a damn swimsuit and go hit a bunch of grown-ass adults with pool noodles and fight with Henry over an ugly Lapras floatie had wound up being just what the doctor ordered.]
--okay, so we wanna keep an eye on the sandwich 'cause it can burn quick, so--
[She lifts the lid and reaches for a spatula to flip the sandwich over-- a perfect golden-brown. YUM.]
[And just at the right time, too. It had been so easy to drop off the face of the planet when her father had left. To just melt into the scenery, like she'd done back home after losing him.]
[Making herself put on a damn swimsuit and go hit a bunch of grown-ass adults with pool noodles and fight with Henry over an ugly Lapras floatie had wound up being just what the doctor ordered.]
--okay, so we wanna keep an eye on the sandwich 'cause it can burn quick, so--
[She lifts the lid and reaches for a spatula to flip the sandwich over-- a perfect golden-brown. YUM.]
Yeah. It was, wasn't it? For everyone.
[That day had been the start of growing proof that Greed and Envy were brothers once more. He still doesn't know what to do with that knowledge, it's still something he can't quite bring himself to ask the other Homunculus, but it's very much true.]
This sandwich looks great.
[If he lives here long enough, he'll probably find it funny that he ever was impressed with such simple things, but Greed hasn't found daily things most people take for granted old yet.
Maybe he never will.]
[That day had been the start of growing proof that Greed and Envy were brothers once more. He still doesn't know what to do with that knowledge, it's still something he can't quite bring himself to ask the other Homunculus, but it's very much true.]
This sandwich looks great.
[If he lives here long enough, he'll probably find it funny that he ever was impressed with such simple things, but Greed hasn't found daily things most people take for granted old yet.
Maybe he never will.]
Right?
... Well, maybe not for that dude with the Scar. I'm not actually sure he knows how to have fun.
But for everybody else? Hell yeah.
[She prods the sandwich with the spatula.]
A good grilled cheese is pretty much a work of art. Get a bowl of soup to dip it in and it becomes the comfort food of crappy rainy days everywhere.
[... HEY LOOK, IT'S DONE. She scoops it out onto the plate and presents it to Greed with a flourish, and her best France impression.]
Bon appetit!
... Well, maybe not for that dude with the Scar. I'm not actually sure he knows how to have fun.
But for everybody else? Hell yeah.
[She prods the sandwich with the spatula.]
A good grilled cheese is pretty much a work of art. Get a bowl of soup to dip it in and it becomes the comfort food of crappy rainy days everywhere.
[... HEY LOOK, IT'S DONE. She scoops it out onto the plate and presents it to Greed with a flourish, and her best France impression.]
Bon appetit!
I'm sure he'll come around eventually.
[Greed doesn't mind Scar, but the two men couldn't be more different from each other. Maybe he'll come around eventually, especially because Scar is going to have to, considering this is Greed's house, but..
well, Greed does consider himself an easygoing guy.
That all being said, he's a little too interested in the sandwich to think too much about how bad Scar is at having fun.
He takes one bite of it before he grins broadly.]
Damn, Heather. This is good.
[Greed doesn't mind Scar, but the two men couldn't be more different from each other. Maybe he'll come around eventually, especially because Scar is going to have to, considering this is Greed's house, but..
well, Greed does consider himself an easygoing guy.
That all being said, he's a little too interested in the sandwich to think too much about how bad Scar is at having fun.
He takes one bite of it before he grins broadly.]
Damn, Heather. This is good.
[Heather grins big.]
Told ya, didn't I?
[With that, she grabs the loaf and starts to cut more pieces. She's gonna have one for herself too.]
Quick, easy, and totally freakin' delicious. I pretty much lived offa these when I was a kid.
Told ya, didn't I?
[With that, she grabs the loaf and starts to cut more pieces. She's gonna have one for herself too.]
Quick, easy, and totally freakin' delicious. I pretty much lived offa these when I was a kid.
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