While Greed wasn't Pride by any means, he couldn't help but feel pretty prideful over the fact that he owned his own place and didn't have to work for those shitty aliens anymore. Though the paperwork involved with maintaining one's own business was often times more trouble than it was worth, it couldn't really be helped.
With a small stack of papers in tow, Greed slid behind the bar with the bartender and began taking stock of the alcohol. It was several minutes before he noticed the suavely dressed alchemist sitting at the bar.
"So, you showed up after all, huh?" Greed set his papers aside and leaned against the bar, "How is it?"
The Crimson Alchemist put his elbow on the bar and propped his chin in the palm of his hand. "This is quiet a nice establishment you have here, Greed. I'm impressed."
He sat up straight now, and lifted his glass to take another sip. "And the quality of the beverages - outstanding. How did you manage to carve out your own little niche in this place?"
"It took a lot of work and saving up. For a few months there I was working two jobs, and since people are paid to go to school, I had Ling doing that. I'm greedy by nature, so parting with all that money wasn't exactly easy, but I'd say it was worth it. My monthly income has practically quadrupled."
Greed grinned and prepared himself a drink behind the bar. "It may not be the fanciest looking place around, but the last thing I'd be stingy with is the alcohol. It's what draws customers in, after all."
"It doesn't always attract the best people, but as long as they pay I'm not gonna complain."
Greed smirked slightly and took a sip from his own glass. It wasn't as though he was exactly "the best of people", after all. "Well, a repeat customer is always a plus."
"I can definitely see the benefits in repeat business," Kimblee said with a smile. His eyes darted around the room. "As for the clientele... well, it certainly keeps things interesting, I might imagine. And interesting is not necessarily a bad thing."
The man smiled. "In my opinion, life is most worth living when it's 'interesting.' Which is why I don't mind being on this ship. Though I'd rather not lose my clothes or my hearing again."
Kimblee sipped a drink, and raised his eyes to meet Greed's. "Yes. Yes, I was a state alchemist." His eyes took on a faraway look as he continued. "Only for a few years, though, but long enough to be sent to the front lines in Ishbal."
"Oh ho, Ishbal huh? You don't seem like the sort who would have let that screw you up psychologically. Come to think of it, they sent your ass to jail, didn't they. Think I was hanging around in Dublith during that whole mess, so I didn't hear much about it."
Kimblee chuckled a bit under his breath. "No, indeed I am not. Ishbal was amazing, fascinating. Nothing reveals human nature quite like war, when all the niceties are stripped away and all that's left is the will to survive. It is when a person's true character is revealed."
"And yes - I was incarcerated for a time, though I am pleased to say I was released."
"Is it human nature, or is it simply someone's survival instincts kicking in? It's not really one in the same, y'know." Greed grinned and offered to refill Kimblee's glass.
With a small stack of papers in tow, Greed slid behind the bar with the bartender and began taking stock of the alcohol. It was several minutes before he noticed the suavely dressed alchemist sitting at the bar.
"So, you showed up after all, huh?" Greed set his papers aside and leaned against the bar, "How is it?"
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He sat up straight now, and lifted his glass to take another sip. "And the quality of the beverages - outstanding. How did you manage to carve out your own little niche in this place?"
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Greed grinned and prepared himself a drink behind the bar. "It may not be the fanciest looking place around, but the last thing I'd be stingy with is the alcohol. It's what draws customers in, after all."
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He took another drink and smiled. "Well, let me say that I appreciate this Devil's Nest. I can certainly see myself as a regular."
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Greed smirked slightly and took a sip from his own glass. It wasn't as though he was exactly "the best of people", after all. "Well, a repeat customer is always a plus."
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Greed set his glass aside and propped an elbow up on the bar. "So, state alchemist, huh? How long were you at that?"
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"And yes - I was incarcerated for a time, though I am pleased to say I was released."
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"I see what you're saying. But isn't the drive to live, no matter the cost, the most basic aspect of human nature?"
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