|Lust (bedroom_hymns) wrote in nevermore_logs,|
@ 2012-12-15 12:24:00
|Entry tags:||greed, lust|
WHO: Greed & Lust
WHERE: Vegas baby
WHAT: Clean up on Aisle 5
Lust's face was healing nicely, the bruise was still there but fading and right now she was almost to Vegas after some groveling and whining from Greed. She knew he couldn't survive without her, every time he tried he landed in a bigger mess than he anticipated. Lust knew her boy. And this? Hadn't she predicted disaster from the start? Though.. not sleeping and lack of energy sounded a bit nefarious. For Greed, nothing sucked up his energy unless it was Sloth. But Lust still blamed it on his involvement with the mortal. If he hadn't been off with his girlfriend he'd have been with Lust and whatever this was could have been avoided or dealt with swiftly. But nooooo he had to go pretend to be a big boy. Which he wasn't. But at least now he'd had his fun and it'd blown up in his fuckin' face and as usual he was ready to crawl back into her arms and have her fix everything.
She ran a hand through her hair, shaking it out as she stepped off the plane. It was as if the city itself sighed when Lust arrived, the air changing as it welcomed another namesake of itself 'home'.