A deal of devils [Closed - Flashback thread]
Character(s):Ansem and Greed
Content: an exchange of services, rather important
Setting: garment district near Ecos Na Catedral
Time: Day 1, late night A little before the other's arrival at Ansem's position
Warnings: Major Evil, Sin and Servitude
Suddenly, Greed turned his head, jerking it full force before even realizing he had felt something, but almost immediately afterwards, the force rushed over him. Something that appealed to the very greed within him drew it out and washed away all other emotion, leaving only his pure pitch-black avarice to drive him. The ouroboros tattoo on his left hand ached and twisted, causing the illusion that the snake was chasing its own tail infinitely in its own hunger.
Greed's sunglasses fell off his nose as he stared in the direction of the force and unconsciously said, "I want it." His hunger only grew deeper as he walked towards his objective, his spiked smile grew wider and wider and he picked up the pace, finally bursting into a full sprint and a maniacal laughter. It wasn’t far, he had been close the whole time and he burned as if he'd been searching for it his whole life. As he drew nearer, he noticed that the normally bustling streets were empty, but it didn't matter, Greed was too drunk off his own sin to care about anything other than this power...
He turned the corner, reaching his destination, swinging his body into a halt and darting his eyes in all directions. Until, he focused on the lone individual standing in the middle of the street, and the pyre of his avarice exploded into a hellacious inferno.
"What is this?” Greed barked but then grimaced and continued rasping "No, wait, I don’t even care what it is, just give it to me!"
Ansem turned his attention to the sizable gentleman who had just entered the scene of carnage. His darkness was of a very intriguing colour. And his greed...would make him easy to manipulate.
Ansem raised an eyebrow at him. "If you want a thing, surely you know you must offer something else in return. Everything has a price."
A price... equivalence, where had he heard that before? Greed’s wits had returned a little, now seeing the reality of the situation, yet, he still yearned to taste more of the power he had only just felt glimpses of. He felt willing to defy his own nature to satisfy it and pay anything, though he had enough sense to try and regain his composure before asking, "And what price would that be?"
"Obedience."
His innards twisted at the word, it had been the one thing he had hated most before coming to Paixao, Greed was disobedient before, he had left "that person" because he despised such subordination... but, he could feel more of a connection with the ideals of this man then with those of "that person." The goals of the other homunculi were not his own, but something about the air around this man was so compelling, so appealing... he closed his sharp eyes and considered the offer, thinking in silence for several minutes before raising his eyes back towards Ansem. "What would you have me call you?"
"I am Ansem, but you may call me...Master."
"I am Greed, your humble vassal… Master"
Ansem's lips quirked in the dark shadow of a pleased smile, "Excellent."
(((OOC: this thread is a flashback and is text from a live RP between Ansem and Greed, this isn't God-modding or anything)))
Content: an exchange of services, rather important
Setting: garment district near Ecos Na Catedral
Time: Day 1, late night A little before the other's arrival at Ansem's position
Warnings: Major Evil, Sin and Servitude
Suddenly, Greed turned his head, jerking it full force before even realizing he had felt something, but almost immediately afterwards, the force rushed over him. Something that appealed to the very greed within him drew it out and washed away all other emotion, leaving only his pure pitch-black avarice to drive him. The ouroboros tattoo on his left hand ached and twisted, causing the illusion that the snake was chasing its own tail infinitely in its own hunger.
Greed's sunglasses fell off his nose as he stared in the direction of the force and unconsciously said, "I want it." His hunger only grew deeper as he walked towards his objective, his spiked smile grew wider and wider and he picked up the pace, finally bursting into a full sprint and a maniacal laughter. It wasn’t far, he had been close the whole time and he burned as if he'd been searching for it his whole life. As he drew nearer, he noticed that the normally bustling streets were empty, but it didn't matter, Greed was too drunk off his own sin to care about anything other than this power...
He turned the corner, reaching his destination, swinging his body into a halt and darting his eyes in all directions. Until, he focused on the lone individual standing in the middle of the street, and the pyre of his avarice exploded into a hellacious inferno.
"What is this?” Greed barked but then grimaced and continued rasping "No, wait, I don’t even care what it is, just give it to me!"
Ansem turned his attention to the sizable gentleman who had just entered the scene of carnage. His darkness was of a very intriguing colour. And his greed...would make him easy to manipulate.
Ansem raised an eyebrow at him. "If you want a thing, surely you know you must offer something else in return. Everything has a price."
A price... equivalence, where had he heard that before? Greed’s wits had returned a little, now seeing the reality of the situation, yet, he still yearned to taste more of the power he had only just felt glimpses of. He felt willing to defy his own nature to satisfy it and pay anything, though he had enough sense to try and regain his composure before asking, "And what price would that be?"
"Obedience."
His innards twisted at the word, it had been the one thing he had hated most before coming to Paixao, Greed was disobedient before, he had left "that person" because he despised such subordination... but, he could feel more of a connection with the ideals of this man then with those of "that person." The goals of the other homunculi were not his own, but something about the air around this man was so compelling, so appealing... he closed his sharp eyes and considered the offer, thinking in silence for several minutes before raising his eyes back towards Ansem. "What would you have me call you?"
"I am Ansem, but you may call me...Master."
"I am Greed, your humble vassal… Master"
Ansem's lips quirked in the dark shadow of a pleased smile, "Excellent."
(((OOC: this thread is a flashback and is text from a live RP between Ansem and Greed, this isn't God-modding or anything)))