WHO: Greed & Zoe w/Briareos WHEN: January 23rd [Backdated] WHERE: Tattoo Parlor WHAT: Greed gets a special tattoo WARNING: Skinny ugly versions of great grandparents
Zoe let Theseus and Jonah know she wasn't pregnant but she didn't want to talk about it. She was relieved but a part of her... a part of her wouldn't have minded at all if she had Greed's baby. If they could be a real little family. Jonah and Greed needed time apart so Zoe went with Greed to his castle so he could be more comfortable, but not before putting the pink dinosaur keychain on her shelf with her other little Greed keepsakes he'd given that cost next to nothing but meant more to her than any of the fancy clothes he gave her. They needed time away from the world. A few days after that, she was meeting him in the city and wore a knit yellow top to keep her warm with a big black scarf draped a couple of times around her neck that had white skulls on it. _____________________________________ It was still light out when Greed pulled his shades down to see that Zoe appear in that bright lemon shirt. She matched the belt to his snazzy jeans and leather. He suddenly made a mad dash swooping her up and spinning her around in circles. "Hi." He'd bounced back we'll enough from their little unbaby pity party, but it was still something that irked him. The main thing was to keep her from drowning in it. _____________________________________ She burst out laughing in surprise when her boyfriend ran and grabbed her to spin her around. She smiled at him, her legs swinging back and forth in the air as she kissed him hello, "Hi." she hadn't brought the unbaby thing up again, she wouldn't be able to handle it so they were moving on with their lives, her period had even finally arrived. _____________________________________ "You look like a canary. With skulls." She had to be feeling somewhat better but he was still concerned. "You ok?" He asked worth a quick peck on the lips. _____________________________________ She grinned, "You look like a bad boy in leather." she was touched he was concerned and her lips melted into a soft smile as she nodded, "I'm okay..." and she meant it. She wasn't great, but she was okay. She gave him another kiss, more than a peck and asked, "What about you?" she knew that it hit him harder than they'd both thought it would, even if he bounced back faster than her, she'd never discount his feelings. _____________________________________ "I'm sexy, I'm fantastic." He let her drop down to her feet lightly with a kiss to her nose. He had taken it it tough, he hadn't realized how much having his own flesh and blood toy would be until the idea had been invented and taken away. It had been stolen from him by the universe who still believed he was evil. _____________________________________ She nodded, "I can see that." she liked him in his t-shirts and leather, she didn't feel quite as... out of place next to him then. "You know, you're my first bad boy boyfriend." he looked the part today too. _____________________________________ "Well bad boy is about to crank it up. We're going to the tattoo parlor." He swayed her hips from side to side with his words. _____________________________________ She let him move her hips since he seemed to enjoy that and did it often, "Mmm I hope it's for you." tho she wouldn't put it past him to take her on a trip and surprise her with a permanent 'property of greed' stamp on her toosh. _____________________________________ "What you don't want me branded on you? I'll put it in a concealed place..." that only everyone could see. He twirled her around so that his arms were a blanket around her. "I'll design it." _____________________________________ She grinned as he wrapped her up in himself, "You did that once.. with the temporary frog tattoo. Then you used your art skills to draw a heart on me that other time. And isn't this your tattoo on me anyway?" she lifted her wrist and jiggled it making the gold bracelet he got her dance. _____________________________________ "Mmmm...that's why this is for me." He'd already drafted it out. The artist he'd heard about through the grapevine, he only hoped he put out as well as he'd heard. Greed did not want a half-assed artist ever to brand him. He would die of embarrassment if someone ever fucked up his skin, and he didn't want to wait any longer or he'd have used the same guy from before who'd done the wrist tattoo. _____________________________________ "Are you getting hot and bothered about getting another tattoo....." she half asked, half stated because he was very handsy and hummy and well he was normally like that too but today he seemed even more so. She had no plans to get another tattoo, her one was special and personal and now had a mate with his wrist. She was set. _____________________________________ "If I said I was what would you do about it?" He purred with a nip to her earlobe. "Naked flesh, the constant prick of a needle, it is kind of sexy isn't it?" It was the outcome that turned Greed on. The look of it on his skin, the naughtiness that was characterized by a tattoo. It was rebellious, it was temptation, it was sexy. It was also a canvas for his body to pinpoint something important to him. _____________________________________ She chuckled and blushed, "Uhh I don't really find needles sexy. Reminds me of the doctor." she looked at him over her shoulder, "Your naked flesh is nice though... not that I can do anything about it here. In public. With all these people." she gave him a look since he was getting very very sexual with her and they weren't in private. _____________________________________ "So we do something about it when we get back." She was also wearing yellow which at times was attacking him like a peacock or a bee to honey. He was magnetized by it. _____________________________________ She gave him a skeptical look, "Are you sure you're ready to be in the same apartment as Jonah again?" it'd been a few days but she didnt want them to kill each other. _____________________________________ "Can I just stake him to the couch like a vampire then he can't move." He was pissed at Jonah still but he wanted to be able to hug and kiss on his girlfriend right now without lighting up. _____________________________________ "Mmm but he'd still be able to talk and piss you off." she rubbed his arm, "I almost keep saying we can wait till he's out of the apartment but I keep forgetting we sorta need him there.." she touched his cheek, "You're really gonna be horny tho after you get this tattoo, aren't you..." he was revving his engines already and they weren't even in the parlor yet. _____________________________________ "Probably. I'd say 99.9 percent chance. Especially since you are wearing leather?" He detangled from her so he could get a good look. "Leather..." He purred. They were a matching set. _____________________________________ "I'd say 100%." cause it was rare he was not at least a little horny or couldn't become horny if she even brushed her hair back with her hand. She never knew what little thing might just turn him on. A faint pink lit her cheeks as he checked her out. Her leather pants kinda showed off her shapely legs and rear but she didn't wear them often. "Yesss... leather. You like it?" cause she knew she loved him in his leather jackets. _____________________________________ "Maybe 101 percent." He pinched his fingers together. Her and sex could weigh out Jonah's ugly face within a small radius. He examined her and all the curves those pants hugged. He made a biting motion with his teeth. "I likes..a lot." If she were candy the wrapper would be gone and so would she. _____________________________________ She turned her head this way and that as he checked out the goods and laughed, "You're looking at me like the big bad wolf again.." she poked his chest, eyeing him warily, not that she was afraid. But he did sometimes look at her like he wanted to literally gobble her up. _____________________________________ His tongue glided against his teeth. "Because you look tasty." He wasn't Glutt who might eat the hand off someone with a cookie, but it was a close runner up. He leaned into her, a gentle squeeze on her rear completely unavoidable. _____________________________________ She couldn't stop grinning and bit her bottom lip, that look he was giving her... She jumped, pressing into him for a moment when he grabbed her butt. She smacked his chest, "Aren't you late for your appointment or something.." trying not to laugh and so trying to change the subject before her cheeks burst into flames. _____________________________________ "Maybe." He growled biting at her neck playfully. He walked them a little and then licked her neck, his hand curling into hers to make a run towards the store with her following behind him. _____________________________________ That grin didn't leave her lips and a shiver ran through her when he worked on her neck, really pitifully weak against trying to stop him from touching her even when they got dirty looks. She could never be as fast as him but as she gripped his hand it was nice that he always tried to help her keep up. _____________________________________ They made it to the tattoo parlor, the bell going off at the door. The shop itself was dusky, smelled like wood and the sea. From the mural on the side of the wall of the giant squid instantly gave him the hankering for sushi. He hadn't been here before but the word was this was the place to go. He bristled though because under that fishy smell was something else old and rancid hiding out. _____________________________________ She was out of breath by the time they went inside the shop and she immediately looked at the mural, "Oh wow.. look at that." she was a water baby so of course she was drawn to it. She kept her hand in Greed's as she stepped towards it to get a closer look. _____________________________________ Greed was looking around for someone, plopping on the big red leather couch by the counter. After a few seconds he jumped up, impatient and hunting around back to find someone.
Briareos had been across the street when he stepped back in, seeing that his 3 o'clock was here. The door closed behind him as he called out to the girl at the mural. "You Avaritia?" _____________________________________ Zoe had been reaching out to touch the mural when the voice made her jump back and hide her hand behind her back as if she wasn't about to do anything, "What?" she looked at the skinny guy and shook her head, "No... well, no.." she wasn't Greed's wife or anything but he was her boyfriend but she didn't share his last name and jesus Christ, it was just a tattoo appointment that wasnt even for her, she had to get a grip. _____________________________________ "Then who's getting tattooed?" Briareos was not here for amusement, he was dangled around by gods and Olympians for most of his life, mortals were not allowed to do the same. To a perfect stranger he was thin, lanky, a shadow of the former Titan he once was with his arms just sleeves of tattoos. His eyes were cold, like the ocean, and his face a sunken, thin version of Poseidon. A mirror almost that was once a favored of the ocean King, as Briareos had been the keeper of those same oceans long before Olympians took over. He and his brothers were their masters. "If not you then who?" _____________________________________ Holy shit this guy was intense.. he was scaring her and she took a few steps backwards, "Um.. my boyfriend." She pointed off to the side where Greed disappeared to, she wanted to add her big, protective, strong boyfriend but instead kept her wary eyes on Briar and yelled, "Channnnce!" really not liking the idea of being alone with this guy. _____________________________________ "What the fuck---" he came out of the back room empty handed but the moment he heard Zoe she sounded rattled through the name calling. The thing in front of him, was that the artist? The one he'd heard so much about. He circled like a shark, putting himself in between her and Briareos. "You smell like something old that should be dead." Greed must have been a cesspool for immortals, because going out with Zoe in any corner of the city seemed to pull them in droves. At least he could say it wasn't Satan. _____________________________________ Zoe said, "Ohmygod.." under her breath as Greed spat out that line. She moved forward and stayed behind Greed but put a hand on his lower back, "Um.. hunny, maybe not antagonize the man whose going to be permanently tattooing you.." with the word 'asshole' with the way Greed was going. _____________________________________ Briareos looked over Greed with distrust. "Watch your tongue if you don't want me to stab you with needles. I don't know what you are, but I have no reason to hurt you unless you give me one." He twitched, cracking his neck where he felt the muscle under his skin crawl.
Greed laughed holding out his hand and slapping Briareos', "you got chops even if you smell like death." He could sense this guy want a fighter unless he had to be. He wasn't greedy like Poseidon or Theseus, he was just trying to survive and Greed could redirect that. _____________________________________ Zoe stayed behind him and used her other hand to cover her eyes for a moment and shake her head, this guy was gonna tattoo a bunny rabbit in a bdsm outfit onto Greed. _____________________________________ Once there was a silent agreement between them Greed whipped out his design. "That should give you a clue." Briareos looked it over with a roll of his eyes. "Where?" He motioned a finger around him.
"Base of the neck," he widened his hands towards how big and gave up the paper. Briar motioned towards an empty chair. "Over there." He had to make the stencil. He paused though looking at the design more intently. "Is there a name in this skull design?" He wanted to be sure, though he could easily fill it with something else if that guy pushed his buttons. Greed looked over, craning his neck. "Yeah, it says Ava." Briar shook his head. So typical. Names intwined in objects was nothing new. _____________________________________ Zoe was taken by total surprise, "Ava?" she raised her brows, big eyes looking at Greed as her hand slipped from his back, down his arm and into his hand. He was getting their nevertobeborn daughter's name tattooed on his body? _____________________________________ "Get prepared I'll be back." He already wanted this over before it even began. He still wasn't 100 percent after being stabbed months ago from a thug. That wasn't going to happen again.
Now Greed was alone with Zoe for a few minutes as he started to unzip his jacket. "Is that weird?" _____________________________________ She was so moved as she took hold of the open flaps of his jacket by the front and pulled him to her, peeling the leather off him only half way down so he was trapped as she brought him in towards her lips, "No.." she said softly, "It's not weird." but she wanted to know, "But.. why?" _____________________________________ In just moments she had him like a praying mantis, dragging him into her embrace. "Because I want to remember her." Greed's tattoos weren't just for Shiite to look pretty they all had something he wanted of himself, something he wanted to remember, something important to him. _____________________________________ She kept her face turned up, eyes looking into his, "Which her..?" because there had been the baby Ava he stole and their own unbaby Ava. The daughter she still hoped for one day, to have with him. Her hands pushed the leather jacket's sleeves down his arms but she didn't break her gaze. _____________________________________ "This is our Ava." He pointed to his back before she rooted his sleeves down. "Is it creepy putting the unbaby baby's name in there?" He didn't see it like a normal person, so he thought he was doing something wrong. _____________________________________ She was blown away and looked at him softly, repeating his words, "Our Ava..." she liked that. She shook her head, "No, it's not creepy at all. It's... beautiful." she put her arms around his neck to hold him close, "Maybe one day she won't be an unbaby.." despite him not being able to have kids.. she still wanted to hope it might be in their cards. "But until then I think the safest and best place for her to live is on your back.." _____________________________________ "Oh, so I didn't do something bad?" He didn't understand things the way a normal boy would. "It's something the rest of the world gets that I don't, all why not remember what it felt like even if for a few minutes, if we did have a baby." _____________________________________ This was what she wanted her grandfather to see. This side of him.. but Greed only showed it to her. He said often he could only be his real self around her. But she was so proud of him, so enamored with him.. she still wished she could show him off. Look. Look at this man and how wonderful he can be. She pulled back but kept her arms around his neck, kissing his cheek, "No, you did something perfect." she pressed her cheek to his as she listened and nodded, "It felt.. really nice." also terrifying but she knew what she wanted, he was her home, only made sense she wanted family with him. _____________________________________ "Why are you hugging me like I'm gonna disappear? It's just a tattoo." But it was more than that for her, like the firelit dove in his wrist. It had touched her in a way he hasn't realized was thoughtful. _____________________________________ She chuckled, finding it adorable he didn't realize how incredibly sweet he was. Which made it even sweeter. She kissed his cheek several times and then his lips, "Cause what if you do? What if me holding onto you and kissing you is all that's keeping you here." she smooched him again, "And if I stop... then you poof?" she touched her brow to his and while staring in his eyes, she puckered her lips out and kissed him again. _____________________________________ "Then I'd say keep kissing me." It was the clearing of Briareos' throat that interrupted the intimate moment. He didn't understand emotions in a similar way that Greed did. The difference was Briar had always been a monster, a thing that did not accept things of the natural world. To him their closeness was as bizarre as the feelings he'd held for Kymopoleia last Valentine's.
"Let's get this done." _____________________________________ She blushed when Briar caught them in their private moment. They were kinda nauseatingly cutesy at times she supposed. She coughed and unwound her arms from around Greed, giving him a private smile amused they were caught. She took his jacket to put to the side. She thought of helping him take off his shirt.. but was too shy with the tattoo artist standing right there. The guy scared the crap outta her.. _____________________________________ He cared not about the fact they were being snuggly, but wondering why people choose to. It was bizarre. He only watched a second longer and turned to his table where he set out the inks and tools.
The chair he laid back in a lounging position as Greed would be face down while he did this. He twisted and turned his arms and muscles, still sore as the winter weather played on, often feeling the pains of an amputee.
"Won't wait all day." Briareos was still not so much the people person despite working with them. His usual artist was out of town, otherwise he would be in the back. He did occasionally do these himself depending on the client. _____________________________________ Zoe watched Briar warily.. he was not a friendly fellow and normally she'd try to be nice or talkative but she didn't want him to get annoyed and take it out on Greed so she stuck close to her boyfriend's side. She'd hang on to his clothes while he got this done. _____________________________________ Greed gave her his coat. Somehow this soggy old Greek had killed the moment. Typical. He started to lift his shirt to pull up over his head. This guy better not tattoo a monkey on his ass. _____________________________________ She took his shirt along with the jacket and went with him over to the chair, she'd keep an eye on the scary man to make sure he did the tattoo right.. "Can I sit with him...?" she asked Briar. She was also curious to watch. It'd been years since she'd gotten her own tattoo. _____________________________________ "Just keep out of the way." Briar warned. He needed space to work, too much closeness made him claustrophobic.
It was a few hours before Briar was done. The tattooa little higher up than he'd expected, but it looked like his design. Now it was time for the inspection. _____________________________________ Zoe just nodded and didn't say another word, sitting near Greed but not too close. When it was done, she said, "Wow, it looks really good.." but she knew Greed would want to see for himself. She was ready to get back to the apartment, Briar wasn't very warm.. _____________________________________ Greed stood to glance over his shoulder into the mirror. "Hot!" He made a sizzling motion with his finger with the air filtering through his teeth. He glance back at Zoe expectantly. She said it looked good but what did she really think? _____________________________________ Zoe wasn't looking at Greed's tattoo, she was hugging his clothes to her chest and keeping an eye on Briar out of the corner of her eye. There was something about this guy (moreso than his creepy looks and prickly personality) that set her on edge. _____________________________________ "Zoe?" She wasn't paying him any attention. "What's wrong with you?" Briareos was cleaning up his tools when he caught Zoe starting at him. His expression did not change, but the look he returned was cold. Like that of a sea good she had tangled with before. _____________________________________ She physically leaned back when Briar gave her such a frosty look, it made her insides run cold. She looked at Greed with a huh? expression, "What? Nothing.." she quickly moved over to his side and offered him his clothes, "It looks great!" which it did as she took a longer look this time but was anxious to go. _____________________________________ "You're being weird." Greed poked her side taking his shirt to carefully pull it on. She was still eyeing Briar like he was hoping to bite her. "Hey?" Greed finally pulled her closer by the arm, "what's the matter?" That look on her face alarmed him. _____________________________________ She jumped when he poked her and looked from Briar to him and back to Briar an then back to Greed, "What? Sorry." she shook her head when he brought her closer and she felt ridiculous as she whispered, "Nothing.. just.. he reminds me of someone." _____________________________________ "You're acting funny." He looked over at Briar who did give off the ultimate creep vibe. "He's Greek, he should remind you of everyone." _____________________________________ "He's just creeping me out a little.. I feel like if you weren't here, he'd stab me in my face with that needle." she was surprised when he said Briar was Greek. She tilted her head and gave Greed a look, "Right, because Greeks love me so much." she kissed him on the lips. _____________________________________ "Maybe he's your long lost great uncle or some shit." He tickled her when she seemed to be staring as intently at Briareos as he was staring back. "Come on...wait for me outside." Then he could finish up without her feeling stalled by some ancient dead god. Then he could finish up and get her out of there. _____________________________________ She laughed softly and squirmed, "God I hope not.. I've had enough long lost relatives that have messed with me." she handed him his jacket and raised a brow, "Why? Are you gonna make out with him?" just joking to lighten the heavy storm cloud Briar seemed to create just by being in the room. _____________________________________ "So not my type," he said as he sifted through hundred dollar bills. He did have something to say if that fish let his eyes travel over again.
Once she was out of view he could pay up and ask why Briar why he kept making googoo eyes their way. It wasn't for the reasons Greed accused him of, but because Briar had never been accustomed to visions of love or concern for another human being. He wasn't human, so to see things of the sort were strange to him. There wad an odd sense of curiousity since things with he and Kymopoleoa were unfolding. Greed insisted he was a freak of nature. But to both men there was no underlying threat. Greed could not sense any of himself in the creature, but he wasn't the only Sin, and Briar reeked of some of his siblings. He was however harmless in this state and that was the only thing that kept Greed from starting something, especially if the guy could dish out such sexy tattoos. _____________________________________ Zoe waited outside mainly because Briar creeped her out and if he was a long lost relative, she really rather not be near him. But she did keep throwing glances over her shoulder at the two men through the glass. She didn't want trouble. _____________________________________ "The way she looks at you is curious," Briar stated as he put away his payment. "Like someone unafraid. The way she looks at me is the way everyone looks at me." He wasn't social, so too speak out at all meant something had struck his curiosity.
"That's because you emit doom and gloom." There was no smile, no light in his eyes, just hallowed eyes of a once great beast. "Lighten up a little," Greed slapped his shoulder with a laugh and headed out with his change. _____________________________________ Zoe grinned brightly when Greed came out and their hands found each other without either of them thinking about it. She looked over her shoulder once more at Briar and tried to give him a smile, a small one. They were leaving and maybe he needed to be left with some cheer. _____________________________________ "Thinking of going full Greek now?" He rubbed his chin trying to remember evil thst guy looked like, he was kind of familiar in that creepy Greek way. "Oh shit you know who he looked like?" He gave her a chance to get it before he spilled the beans. _____________________________________ She wrinkled her nose, "No way. Unless you're suggesting my next boyfriend be Greek." she let out a breath as he asked who Briar looked like in that way that meant he already did. "A skinny tattooed Poseidon..." she said in a low voice. She'd noticed it early on. _____________________________________ "You noticed that too? Still an ugly shit." He clenched her hand until they reached his car where he leaned against the side if his car pulling her to him. "Let's stop talking about Poseidon." _____________________________________ She chuckled cause Greed was mean even if he was honest. She smiled lazily when he pulled her to him, "Mmm what do you wanna talk about instead?" though he'd had that look that suggested he didn't want to talk at all. _____________________________________ "About how I'm going to dissolve your roommates mind into goo." He wiggled her hips into his. "I need some quality time with my sexy girlfriend." They hadn't been really intimate since the very unbaby baby moment. _____________________________________ She turned pink when he basically started to grind on her, "Okay but I hope you're not gonna turn his mind into goo the way you turn my mind into goo... cause that'd be awkward." _____________________________________ "I think that might break a Virtue. But he's not nearly as sexy as you." His hands traveled down her hips. "Unless somehow you aren't attracted to me anymore, in which I'll be severely disappointed." And kind of jilted. _____________________________________ She wrinkled her nose, "Not nearly as sexy as me? He's sexy at all?" she squirmed as his hands started to wander, "I don't know.. I might need a reminder." she teased as she leaned into him, her hand playing with the collar of his shirt as if to try to peek the fresh tattoo. _____________________________________ "No!" Greed yelled loudly. "That's not what I meant!" The cold air was going to dry that tattoo out a lot faster, he'd definitely have to get her to rub it down with lotion. At that charge he quickly dive in for a kiss, ready to put the mood back in that Briar had killed with one glance. _____________________________________ She laughed at his outrage and then squealed at the sudden kiss, her arms going around his neck to steady herself as she kissed him back. It was a little restrained, she had to keep reminding herself they weren't home or with Jonah. _____________________________________ "Let's get out of here." One kiss was enough to rev his engines. He'd been cuddly long enough. She should have known wearing yellow would bring the naughty boy out. _____________________________________ She bit her bottom lip even as she grinned and just nodded. She got in the car, she did know wearing yellow would get him going. It was why she wore it.