[ Semi-Closed Log | Betting on Hope | Complete ]
WHO: Envy, [ mercuryvictim ], Greed [ avariceshield ], Rhode Kamelot [ dolcezzamacabra ], and anyone who would reasonably be in the Devil's Nest
WHAT: Rhode is willing to bet her life on her family's return, and gives up her most important possession as security in her gamble with Envy.
WHERE: The Devil's Nest
WHEN: Midday, Day 55
( When misery comes calling... )
WHAT: Rhode is willing to bet her life on her family's return, and gives up her most important possession as security in her gamble with Envy.
WHERE: The Devil's Nest
WHEN: Midday, Day 55
( When misery comes calling... )
A curious sound rose from inside the bar. In the dimmly litted room, a tall figure stood from the couch. The figure soon glanced towards the young girl who had entered, two round circle glinting in the scant light. The man rolled his neck on his shoulders and walked closer to Rhode. Soon more distinct details of the man came through as he closed in on her. His violet eyes, his tight fown, and his arms which were crossed over his chest.
Greed lifted his furrowed brows high up on his forehead, blinking a few times. A girl? Here in his bar? A smile tugged at the corner of his lips, his shark-like teeth visible after being exposed by his lips. He unfolded his arms casually and rested his hands on his hips, leaning his head down to her height, only smiling wider.
"Kiddo, we're not open. Besides, aren't you a little younge to be in a bar?" he almost hissed, tilting his head to one side. "Where are your parents hmm? Are you lost?"
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Rhode's nerves were forgotten at the man's questions, eyes narrowing ever so slightly in irritation. "I've been old enough to drink for a year, actually. I don't have parents, and if this is the Devil's Nest," she inclined her chin slightly, a gesture of false confidence, "then I'm right where I want to be."
Her grip on her parasol shifted slightly, some confidence provided by the feeling of the handle in her fingers. If it was any trouble, she'd be able to defend herself.
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"And if you're some kind of charity worker, or something, I'm not donating." Greed mumbled as he waved his hand and walked deeper into the bar, and to the counter where he took a seat on a barstool, resting his elbow on the countertop. He kept his eyes on Rhode, his eyes narrowing. "Or are you some kind of sick form of a cop? Reminds me of that Dateline show. I hate kids personally..."
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She took a few steps forward as he moved away, following in the sense of some uncertainty as to where she should stay. "Rhode Kamelot. I'm not any kind of government." Rhode practically spat the word, not entirely able to disguise her hatred. "And I'm not a kid. I'm seventeen."
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He shook his head and held his hand out for the item. This was unlike Envy to be wanting a simple item. The bastard would surely want more than just a parasol... But then again, why was the girl gripping so tightly onto it?
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"I need insurance that I'll get it back." There was no way she could give it up without some way to know. "It's a bet, but no matter what- No matter what happens, I want it back."
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He slipped off his glasses with his other hand and glared firmly at her with his violet eyes. "I wouldn't want to give anything back if I didn't get what I wanted, from a bet. Now are you gonna give me it or not?" Greed growled with irritation. Another reason he didn't like kids. Their developing minds couldn't grasp the concept of making choices fast enough for other's expenses. They always had to fucking drag it out.
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Making someone hurt would feel good right now.
"What's he got to gain from it, then?" Stalling for time, but maybe, maybe, she could think of something. "You don't even know what the bet is, though. Why're you so interested?"
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"Listen you little brat. My brother send you over here to me, and I have no fucking idea why you're here. Its be nice to know a little info' before someone barges into my bar. Especially someone like you. The Devil's Nest isn't meant for people like you. There are some things here in the Devil's Nest that you shouldn't mess with. One of those things is me."
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Greed gave out a low chuckle, his eyes narrowing at her wickedly as he lifted his other hand to the sword. That same material around his stomach appeared on his hand, transforming his nails into claws. That hand gripped around the sword, careful not to break it with his brute shield. Yet again, no blood. The man lifted the sword up in the air after slowly releasing the girl, and lifted her higher into the air.
"See, kiddo. You shouldn't mess with the inhabitants of the Devil's Nest. You'll never know what you'll experience."
He shook his hand up and down, to try and shake her off the sword's hilt.
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Rhode didn't bother saying something clever, just closing her eyes and hanging on as though her life depended on it. "Let it go. Let it go, let it go, let it go."
No. She couldn't let this go, if Gin was gone- the last piece of him she had left. "I'll give you something else!" Her voice was raised just a bit too loudly at the exclamation, the tightness in her chest painful to shout past. "Anything else!"
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He could too. Just one simple twist of his wrist, and the sword could snap like a tooth in his grasp.
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She knew she'd gotten herself into this, but it wasn't right. This was in her mind, something twisting it around and making it hard to think and make decisions that wouldn't end up like this. Worsening conditions within herself, as if her insanity had decided to neglect anything but her thoughts this time.
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"Don't call us, we'll call you. Now do me a favor. Get the fuck out of my bar." His smile returned again on his face.
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"I said never mind." There wasn't a hint of her fear in her tone, for some reason. She wanted to kill for this. Her own stupidity had caused it, and the blood welling at the edge of the blade wasn't any consequence as long as she could get it back. "Now give it back, please."
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