[There's a flicker and the video starts. Greed's behind the counter of the 'Nest and the camera is set on what appears to be a pool table. It's midday, so the joint is empty.]
[He's all smiles, hands placed atop of his bar.] It's that day, folks. Maybe some of you know, maybe some of you don't. But I promised to deliver and I don't count myself a
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[ Talk about giving a girl a heart attack, Greed! Please refrain from blowing your brains out all over the floor in future! Even with the many warnings Donna hadn't actually expected him to blow his brains out - course he wouldn't be the first bloke to top himself after a night with her - though she likes to think the incidents weren't connected...
It takes her awhile to respond because oh God, heart pounding so hard in her chest. ]
You... you can regenerate? [ And keep the same face. Ha! Take that, Doctor. ]
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It's just one of the perks - [He cracks his neck and tiny bolts of red electricity slide through his fingers. He laughs, honest to god, and leans in.] - didn't worry you, did I?
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[...Blinking. at the feed for a good five seconds, before nodding. Well, it wasn't the strangest thing he'd seen, though it was up there on the gore part.]
Interesting 'trick.'
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There's more, but we'll have to wait for that. Besides, the other thing isn't too pretty. [Though, blowing one's brains out isn't quite beautiful either. Greed shrugs.] Ain't a trick kid. That's just what we do. Little bit quicker than the average human.
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Isn't beauty in the eyes of the beholder? [No, no it isn't. But it does get a smirk from him... vaguely. It's a little hard to tell with the somewhat-emotionless mask he always wore on his face.] Normally I'd question the standard you mean by 'average', but I have to agree. Not everyone can suddenly heal from an injury like that.
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[He's staring in disbelief for a minute.]
...w-what. What the fuck.
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[Greed raises a high brow and his forehead creases at the mid-point above his nose.] Homunculus - what about that has you confused? I'd show you a repeat, but that'd be another mess to clean up.
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And there's also the fact that I don't know what a homunculus is.
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[He pauses to examine the feed.] Didn't I tell the brats to get lost earlier? I warned you and you still looked. Temptation a little too strong? [He settles into a crook of his bar.] I can show you again. Won't take off my head this time, promise.
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[Inara is speechless for several minutes. She knew he wasn't human. There were too many tells. She wasn't expecting... well, truth be told, she wasn't sure what she was expecting. Certainly not to see him blow his head off and then get back up. That image is going to be sticking with her for a while.
Taking a slow, shuddering breath, she finally finds her voice.] I trust you're going to clean up before happy hour?
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[Greed picks up a glass - it's full of scotch and he downs half the drink, if not to just quench the thirst.] I've got someone that'll make this place clean as a whistle before the doors open. [He pauses, places the drink down.]
I told you I would show you. Still sticking with me?
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[There's a pause of her own.] I do some questions.
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[A few sparks settle at the base of his neck and Greed is all leers at the feed. He leans back against his prep counter, fingers snagging the frame. Tilts his head just so, letting his eyes drink her up. She's off limits, but hell if he won't give her a good wash-over with those devil-eyes of his.] I told you - I promised I'd show people. And here's the delivery, at least part one. I may skip over part two, though. Not too pretty. [Besides, the Ultimate Shield isn't back yet. And while Greed also misses that, the regeneration part is always a blast to show off.]
Business is going just fine. But I think I've gotten some attention. Besides - [He fans out his fingers, rolling his wrists up.] - I won't complain if it brings in more customers, Naomi.
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Well, I can't deny it was certainly memorable enough to keep you and your bar at the top of everyone's thoughts for the next week or two.
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Speaking of which, I have business to settle with that stick you call a lover. [He grinds against the bar and sinks his head into his hands.] Maybe we can all get together and have ourselves a chat when you get that new place. Of course, I won't be helping with the moving bit. [Honestly, she turned him down after all.]
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