Eleventh Transformation [video/action]

[exeggutorhead]

[When the feed turns on, it's pretty immediately clear that Envy hasn't slept well in the last few days. There are circles under his eyes, and even his normally well-cared-for hair is looking unintentionally messy. In his free hand, one might see the crushed lemonade can he's absently turning this way and that. He's standing on the roof of the

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[greatbigrock]

Yeah, at least the hospitals here aren't death traps.

[He says so dryly. Because 'death traps' is only a mild description for the 16th century so-called hospitals they had going back home. Everyone knew that if you went to one, you never came back. Knowing that things are much better here, though, still doesn't make him any less paranoid about getting sick. And while he might not let it on, he did feel a bit of worry at the news that China was injured ... because yeah. Hospitals = not good.]

[Buuut having mused on that, he gives Envy a sideways glance.]

I ... guess ...

[Yeah - he's noticed Envy's new thing for being, well, not clingy, but, you know. It's weird to him, because that's Miguel's part, and Envy did make a point of spending time with people that weren't Miguel or Tulio. - not that Tulio particularly minded that or anything, but yeah - this change was weird.]

[He studies him for a bit, all surveying. Suspicious. Because anything out of the ordinary is suspicious, and this has been going on for a while now, so he'll just leap at it.]

What's the deal with hanging around me so much lately?

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[exeggutorhead]

I would hope they weren't, since I had to go to one before too. [He snorts, but doesn't disagree about the death trap thing. He remembers when hospitals were like that.]

[Although when Tulio asks that question he tenses a little, wary. He didn't like appearing weak, and that was...pretty much how he was acting now. Weak and pathetic, following around after his allies (he wouldn't say friends) like a lost puppy. And Tulio more than anyone aside from France. But he had to say something.] Greed disappeared. Anyone could.

[I don't want to lose anyone else.]

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[greatbigrock]

[Had he known that, he would have honestly been a bit worried about you too, Envy. Hospitals .... just no. Big no.]

[There's a stretch of silence as Tulio just looks at him funny, not really getting the point.]

...Right. But you two didn't exactly seem to get along.

[Translation = why are you upset about it? It must've been a good thing he's gone, right? And no, Tulio does not understand that he might be somehow important to Envy. He rolls his eyes in addition to his next words.]

Besides, it's not like we can do anything about it. This place is creepy.

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[exeggutorhead]

[Envy tilts his head back to look at the sky.] No, we didn't get along. We hated each other. It was [vague hand gestures] complicated. But the bastard was alright for company.

[He shrugs.] Now I'm the only homunculus in this world.

[At the last part his eyes narrow.] Yeah, I know we can't. This fucking place can mess with us however it wants and there's nothing we can do.

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[greatbigrock]

Right.

[He looks very disbelieving, but ... yeah, it's whatever. It's Envy's business. He can keep his "complicated" relations, and Tulio will keep to his simpler ones. That's life, to him - keep it simple. Even if his plans seemed a bit grand at times, they were still simple if you broke them down. Why complicate things?]

[He looks at Envy with some interest, though, at that - while he didn't know much about Envy's true form, what he did know he found hard to believe. Buuut then again, he owned a two meter dragonfly and had found a city of gold and really wasn't one to talk.]

[So instead, have an "argh" noise in agreement and muttered words while doing the universal hand-on-face-so-tired-of-this-shit gesture.]

I hate being messed with.

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[exeggutorhead]

[Yeah Tulio, Envy dares you to know someone for over two centuries and still keep it simple, even if it had started out that way. Which Envy's relationship with Greed certainly hadn't.]

[He nods in agreement at the last part though, frowning.] And these things always seems to happen the moment people stop paying attention. Who knows, maybe it's keeping us all on our toes.

I'd rather not be caught off guard. I figure if I keep an eye on people they might not be the next ones to go.

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[greatbigrock]

[Well thankfully that's not an issue, since he's just a mortal, regular human (in medieval Spain, no less) and will live to be 60, if he's lucky. Which he normally isn't.]

[But hey, that's - oddly ... touching? Maybe? Tulio's not that great with emotions, but the fact that Envy even seems to care to want to 'keep an eye' on him, that's something he wouldn't have expected.]

Uh ... thanks, I guess. But maybe people just, you know, [waves hand around] go home. I wouldn't mind that.

[action] herpderp super late /sob

[exeggutorhead]

[Envy is full of surprises, especially when he's in a strange mood like he's been for the past few days.]

Yeah, I guess going home wouldn't be too bad. [He's actually not entirely sure at this point that he even wants to go home. If he had his powers back in Johto it would be even less of a contest. He's quiet for a minute before speaking up again.] What would you be doing, if you did go home?

[action] all cool /o/

[greatbigrock]

Trick people out of some real gold. Miguel and I found this city made of it.

[Realizing now Envy doesn't actually know that story, and he feels like sharing it. He does know how to be social and he's started trusting Envy more lately. Besides, it's a story to be told.]

They thought we were gods, gave us the stuff on platters. And I mean literal platters. Made of gold. Hah, we were in the middle of loading up on it and hauling ass home before they figured us out.

Best con in a lifetime.

[He gives Envy a grin that's quite content, because those are some good memories. If he only knew, right]

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[exeggutorhead]

Ha, really? And here you think my stories are crazy. [Envy snickers, but looks decidedly interested. He doesn't disbelieve him either. The only thing terribly farfetched is the city of gold; the part about gods he believes readily. He's not only seen that sort of thing happen before, he's helped orchestrate it.]

Trying to imagine you as any kind of god is pretty interesting. [He snorts, shaking his head slightly.]

[action] sorry this took me YEARS.

[greatbigrock]

Your stories are crazy.

[Clearly. But he doesn't say so with too much seriousness, more like some sort of deadpan banter.]

And hey, it worked! I thought they were going to have our heads when they brought us into the city, but then they started talking about the "gods" and we just ... [Waves hand vaguely, grinning a little] went with it. We got everything. We even had a temple. Made of gold.

[Is he just a bit wistful? Yes, just a bit.]