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[nestingdevil]

[The recording starts with a catch of a ceiling made of low-grade wood. It's alight with a sickly red-yellow; fading with each wafting-pass of spindling smoke. The lights above are older and the bulbs have obviously seen their fair share of cigarette smoke and dust. They bleed bleary through, but it's a dim effort at best.]

[For the most part, the place seems rather quiet - the lull spinning of a fan blade above, some sort of tune playing out a jukebox nearby: "-wraps her lips around the Mexican coke, makes you wish you were the bottle, takes a sip of your soul and it sounds like - "]

[But a sudden clanking of glassware interrupts the surface and then:]

Oi, oi, oi - careful with that, won't ya?

[The voice is low; swayed by a baritone, humming out each note. However, despite the chiding, it seems pleasant enough. A bit snide and sing song as a palm and accompanying fingers snatch at the feed. For a moment, it's a bit of a washout. The bar cut-off by the smothering hand before Greed rights it again. The angle catches his jaw line, his rather signature smile. Laced to the brim with teeth to match as he snaps his fingers to someone off camera.] We just opened, you know. No need to make things messy, all right?

[The phone's propped up; shoved at a vertical angle a bit carelessly to catch a glimpse of the owner's back and shoulder. Before it clacks dully against the side of a bottle, showing off a growing collection. The place is hardly worth a second look at; dusty and dark. Grim like the next back alley hell hole and Greed sways his hand back and forth.] Eh- don't worry about it.

[But unlike the first time he used the device, he's very much aware now. And after the conversation's good and done, the Sin slips a glance back to the feed. An arch of the eyebrow's the only signal he's actually paying attention. Because those shades are just a tad too dark. As he recoils on the recording, tipping over the jut of his hip with a terrible sort of grin.] I'm sure you're all still a bit busy, but I figured it's as good a time as any.

[Greed tilts his head to the side playfully and two-fingers laced touch his collar bone. Stretching out as he makes the best mock of a bow.] In case we haven't met, the name's Greed. But I'm sure that's not really what you're interested in.

[A heel clunks against the floorboards below; he's circling both the bar and the feed. Straightening as he talks. As he curves and cuts with fishtail precision.] I usually don't do this sort of thing, so consider it a one time deal. [An index sways out, tilting in the direction of an unseen wall.] Bring something worth it and it may earn you a drink on the house. Otherwise, consider it all half off for the day.

[Thunk, thunk he goes until he's got both knees swaying in opposite directions. He shows off his other hand, the one tattooed-red against the backside of his palm.] It's called The Devil's Nest. You can't really miss it.

[With that, he extends a finger forward. And after a few minutes of fiddling, the feed goes black.]

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[topslug]

[ The name is something she's sure someone else will comment on, so she doesn't; instead, she peers at her communicator with mild amusement. ]

If you serve anything that isn't alcoholic, I'll try to drop by sometime.

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[nestingdevil]

[With his arms crossed, Greed's leaning into the bar when the familiar face comes into view. And his smile grows; actually pleasant this time and there's a bit of excitement at seeing a friendly face.] Ha - ! Well, I'm sure we could work something out. Not like me to deny anyone, right?

[Those sunglasses fall when he tilts his head down. Yako's probably the one he knows best. Between the meet-ups and the lengthy talks, he's learned a few things. And she hasn't said no to his company yet.] Glad to hear you're still around. Sorry I didn't tell you earlier, but things being as they are? It's not like Heropa had a lot to offer.

[That and the fact that he's still dodging a few familiar faces. But that's a bit more private.]

[topslug]

It's all right -- I've been a little busy myself.

[ It's always a little hectic for school this time of the year, apparently, and that's without things like blood-sucking vampires nearly taking a bite out of her to worry about. ]

You're not in Heropa? [ She's curious. There isn't anything in the video that gives away exactly where it is, but when she thinks about it, it makes sense. The Porters make other cities feel like a hop, skip, and a jump away; there's no way Greed wouldn't have taken advantage of that. ]

[nestingdevil]

Not anymore. [And frankly, he's not planning on going back. Far too many rules, far too many lawyers. And also that other pressing matter, but that's not important here.]

[Instead, he leans a bit closer to the feed. A drop of his sunglasses has him looking right into the recording. It's hard to miss - that heavy-handed gaze as his smile coils up one half of his jaw.] Sorry - I probably should have told you. [His hand opens to let his fingers blindly play at the leather wristbands pooling on his forearm.] It was a little rude, considering.

[Considering what. It's not like they have the kind of relationship he's used to. Still - Yako's one of his first. So there's a little more incentive to keep her in the know.] The 'Falls had a little more incentive to move. But it's not like it wouldn't be easy for you to visit.

permavoice!

[heartlessglitch]

[ in that mechanical voice of hers: ]

You have been busy, Greed.

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[nestingdevil]

[His voice is a bit too close to the receiver. As he keeps it pressed between a shoulder and an ear; there's a clacking of glass, a rattling of ice. Liquid being shaken up, not stirred. But despite being occupied, Greed hums right back when he hears that ol'familiar twinge.]

Danger - I guess you could say I have. [Who's he kidding - between the move, the side jobs, and now the bar, he's had plenty to do.] Couldn't really sit still for too long. You should know me a bit better than that.

[A flip of a shaker sounds off on the other side and Greed catches it. Rips the top off with a metallic chime before pouring out the concoction.] Been a little while since I heard from you.

[heartlessglitch]

I have been rather preoccupied.
But I have not forgotten our conversation.
Perhaps if I feel inclined, I will pay you a visit.

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[corviform]

[ His name is "Greed"? Odd... but none odder than that tattoo that actually captures Gil's attention for a fleeting moment. He's never seen an insignia like that before. ]

What would be "worth it"?

[ He's not actually interested in a drink, but "something worth it" is vague. ]

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[nestingdevil]

Depends.

[The recording's coming from a length of plastic cutting board. It looks like the prep section of the bar. Greed opens a metal bin, throwing the latch aside. And as he talks, he sets to work. Throwing half a lemon out onto the surface.] Intel usually. But here things are a bit different. If you've got a talent worth enough, I might consider it.

[Greed flicks his wrist. From his fingertips, there's a wash of black. Inky as it races up his hand and turns his nails into crooked talons. It stops just below the bend of his leather wrist bands and he casually slices the fruit into smaller bits. Digging out the insides and flicking away the pulp to an unseen trash bin.]

And even if it isn't, the drinks are half off today only. Might be worth your time.

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[corviform]

Intel. So you're looking for something specific.

[ There's a soft air of surprise on Gil's end witnessing that display. He almost forgets the subject at hand. ]

Claws?

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[acrossyourpath]

Mm. [ She looks amused. ] Operating on a barter system? I like it.

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[nestingdevil]

[Oh-?]

[Greed shows off his back to the recording as he tosses out a drink. A quick chat and a snatch of cash later has him returning to face the feed. And the nice sight on the other side.] One time offer - [He practically purrs. Throwing his index to the ceiling as he gives it a swirl.] - just for today. Though I may be persuaded if you've got something interesting later on.

[He reaches for one of the bottles on the top shelf, wrenching it between the crook of his elbow.] Feel free to stop on by. Ah - [The cork's ripped out and tossed.]

- didn't catch your name.

[acrossyourpath]

[ Her smirk grows a bit, eyebrow arching, and she leans her chin against her fingers in mock contemplation. ]

Only today? Short notice, don't you think? Lucky me that I always have something interesting lying around. [ She hums a little, in her throat. ] Felicia.

[incendere]

Well, well. I had no idea you were interested in this sort of thing, Greed.

[nestingdevil]

They really didn't tell you much, did they?

[It's not surprising. That part of his history would have been brushed aside and pushed so far under the carpet that it'd be hard to find. Or it wouldn't be on any official record at all.]

[It didn't really matter either way.] It's what I did. Well, before a few things went south. [And by south, he means terrible. And by terrible, he means lava.] I've found it's a good way to get what I need. And besides, it's not like Heropa was all that inviting.

[Too many lawyers and law men for his tastes, thanks. Give him a back-water hell hole any day.]

[incendere]

I suppose you could say we rarely had time for discussions.

(Because, you know, I was too busy burning everyone)

To get what you need, huh? Don't tell me you're an alcoholic as well? (it's a joke. Sort of.)

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[selfimage]

Worth is in the eye of the beholder, isn't it? I'm glad I've to have already gotten myself a free pass.

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[nestingdevil]

[There's an audible pursing of his lips and Greed stops whatever he had been doing. Slowly placing a tin lid down with a click.] No - I haven't forgotten. I still owe you, don't I.

[His tone's charming and maybe a bit sinister. Nevertheless, he does need to take care of that little payment. What with the help he received upon arriving in Heropa, Loki's got the free-pass.] Anything you want in particular, or do you want it to be house's choice?

[The background noise is getting a bit louder now. A lulling that catches through the receiver as Greed nudges the phone to the other ear.]

OOC | YO I JUST ASSUMED. If it ain't cool, I can change it.

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[selfimage]

[if it's anything that Loki catches, it's details.]

I can play the gambling man. I'll leave you with house's choice—but I warn you, I disappoint easily.

[no one wants that. he's one of those terrible reviewers on Yelp.]

OOC | ITS COOL.

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[foreshadower]

[ A thoughtful noise escaped his throat. ]

Hm, hm.

There's a lot of potential there.

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[nestingdevil]

[Greed slides his thumb across the rim of a shaker. Catching a few droplets that escaped before he pops it into his mouth for a quick clean.] Oh? Got something for me?

[Because let's face it: the Shade's always of some interest.]

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[foreshadower]

That depends on the decor you want.

I could think of a few things. After all, paintings, books, statues, there's so many opportunities.

video. wow this is late sorry

[glowsferatu]

[ kanaya frowns as she holds up the card greed had given her a few weeks before, having actually taken the effort to dig it out of her purse. ]

So, I suppose that means the time's come. [ if the offer's still open. ] When you say "bringing something worth it," what is it you mean?

it's all good!

[nestingdevil]

That's right - you still interested?

[He's back to the head of the bar. Knuckles-thick with various bottles. He turns his head over a shoulder with a casual shrug.] Means something worth my time. A talent, information - it doesn't really matter to me.

Re: it's all good!

[glowsferatu]

Then it isn't really free, it simply wouldn't cost any money.

[ she pauses for a moment, tapping the card against the surface of her desk. ] What kind of schedule would I be expected to keep? I have a few other obligations I would need to coordinate with this.

[ it isn't an explicit yes, but there's really no pretending at this point that she isn't interested. ]