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[Greed cracks open an eye, and spits out a mouthful of rocks and gravel. That damn fool just had to go and pass out! Standing, he shakes his leg and rolls his shoulders, working the kinks out. Except there was a chain wrapped around his ankle and his stomach was rebelling in a fit of hunger. Fuck.]
Shit. Where the hell did that ass of a prince take me?
[looks around and notices that message, explaining everything.]
Aw, damn. I could've made the monsters into my pet! [Smiling a little wolfishly, pissed at the fact dear old daddy boy had to go and interfere just because he got into a pissing match with Wrath, Greed takes a step forward and falls flat on his face. Damn prince and his hunger pangs! Passes out.]
((ooc: Greeling's up for multiple faintings throughout the day just about anywhere in the shelter assuming he can get away from those damn guard bots with a shackle around his leg. He likes his food.))