First Shield || VOICE
*The phone is jostled from it's hook and hangs off the nightstand as Greed smacks the alarm clock that was screaming at him. There's a rustle of bedsheets as he tries to fall back asleep, wrapping his arm around whoever was in bed next to him.*
Mmm. Hey babe. *Greed says with half lidded eyes before his eyes snap open. Wait, wasn't he supposed to be dead? He was used to waking up to women in his bed, but this wasn't even a place he was familiar with. Was this some kind of sick joke of Father's? He slowly sits up out of bed and runs a hand through his hair before he pauses, looking at the back of his left hand.
His tattoo... The once-a-homunculus opens up his PJ shirt, ripping off a few buttons. His shield was gone. His hands pat down his chest and he wills himself to make his shield appear.*
The fuck!? *He looks to the woman laying in bed beside him and shakes her viciously, grabbing her shoulder and shaking* What the fuck did you do?!
*OH WAIT, there's a phone. He smashes on the buttons, to try and reach anyone*
What the hell is this place, and where the fuck are my powers?! Whoever did this to me is going to have a goddamn foot up their ass. No one takes away Greed's things.
And who even put me here in the first place?! I thought I was gone for good. Somebody better have some answers for me, or else. I want them. And I want them now.
Mmm. Hey babe. *Greed says with half lidded eyes before his eyes snap open. Wait, wasn't he supposed to be dead? He was used to waking up to women in his bed, but this wasn't even a place he was familiar with. Was this some kind of sick joke of Father's? He slowly sits up out of bed and runs a hand through his hair before he pauses, looking at the back of his left hand.
His tattoo... The once-a-homunculus opens up his PJ shirt, ripping off a few buttons. His shield was gone. His hands pat down his chest and he wills himself to make his shield appear.*
The fuck!? *He looks to the woman laying in bed beside him and shakes her viciously, grabbing her shoulder and shaking* What the fuck did you do?!
*OH WAIT, there's a phone. He smashes on the buttons, to try and reach anyone*
What the hell is this place, and where the fuck are my powers?! Whoever did this to me is going to have a goddamn foot up their ass. No one takes away Greed's things.
And who even put me here in the first place?! I thought I was gone for good. Somebody better have some answers for me, or else. I want them. And I want them now.