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Tweak says, "What's up homesicle?"

Sloth (modern_acedia) wrote in nevermore_logs,
@ 2012-08-31 15:45:00

Current mood:	angry
Entry tags:	greed, lust, sloth

WHO: Sloth, Greed & Lust
WHEN: Friday night, late late
WHERE: Greed's place, where Greed and Lust are holed up post-fucking
WHAT: Sloth wants some vengeance
WARNING: Sloth is mad.

Sloth left the flat in a slouchy black hoodie and jeans, the hood pulled over his head, ipod plugged into his ears. The night was oppressive to him, the city atmosphere only infuriating him more. While he did make her more passive, Wrath's burst of anger had infected him, making him feel incapable of anything but hate for his fellow beings. She was about the only creature in the damned place who he didn't want to skin alive.

The dealer wasn't that hard to find. Sloth saw him from a block away, drawn by the aura of despair and desperation that came with drug users incapable of fighting their way beyond the gripping moral paralysis that addiction caused. He drew off their inability to cope. When opium dens were big, he'd lived in them, lulled into a daze by the collective listlessness. He missed the exoticism of it. Now it tended to be dirty, rough, hidden.

The dealer was practiced at looking casual but Sloth could see his shiftiness. He reached out, draining his desire to be alert and moving, digging deeper into the man's motivation to sell, his desire for money. He could feel himself moving through the man's emotions like layers in a cake, and at the bottom was the dangerous one, sweetest and most repellant at once, the will to live. He didn't touch it, though, save to just lick across the top to give himself a shiver of electricity. He didn't want to make an enemy of Satan by killing the man.

The dealer was slumped on the ground, staring at the wall, a pitiable look of despair on his face. Sloth knelt over him and gently fished in his pockets, taking everything he had except the money. He patted the man's cheek.

"You can go home now," he said softly, helping him up. "Go home and sleep. You'll feel better when you wake up." The dealer nodded mutely, unable to fight the directive with any will of his own, and walked away, a little unsteady. It would still take time and maybe anti-depressants for the man to be back to himself again. Sloth wondered if Satan would be mad, and then decided he didn't care.

The energy drawn so quickly from the mortal made Sloth feel heady. He usually licked off the layers of will like cream, savouring their taste, making it last for weeks. Taking so much at once gave him energy to burn, and the desire to burn it. Pocketing the drugs, he walked, skimming will-power from people he passed, feeling hotter as he did, angrier. The wrath inside him and the energy were too much for his normally passive spirit. He had to find someone to take it out on.

Greed. The name sliced through him and he snarled. What right had he to be so fucking... well, greedy? He had to sleep with everyone? He fucked his way through their siblings with no consideration. Lust, of course, the slut; Wrath; perhaps Pride, going by what Greed had implied. Envy he didn't know. Gluttony, well, who would anyway, though Sloth imagined Glut gave good blow-jobs. When the sin showed up again, Sloth would find out. He'd show Greed and get there first.

But first, Sloth would find Greed, and Sloth would punish him for his hubris, if an immortal could suffer from that. He followed the feeling he got to find him. He could generally find any of his Sin siblings if he tried hard enough, being as they were all a part of each other.

He found Greed, and Lust. Sloth smiled. He could make them both pay for thinking themselves better than him. They were sleeping in each other's arms. Gross. Sloth was an expert at sneaking into places, and picking locks. Breaking and entering was too flashy. He slid into the room in the dark and stood over the bed. Lust was so beautiful, though Sloth knew how skin-deep that was. He bent over her and stroked back her hair.

Delving through the will of an immortal was not as easy, and that of a Sin or Virtue was even harder. While humans were generally piled up like strata around a core, immortals were all jumbled because their motivation came from different places. Sins were more like a cloud, the way Sloth saw it. He wanted Lust to feel like he did, and he wanted her power. It didn't take much to start pushing her, to take her sexual drive away from her, aiming to make her feel powerless and immobilised. She wouldn't laugh at him then. She'd respect him.

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better_than
2012-08-31 11:02 pm UTC (link)

Sloth hadn't begin to work his magic on his brother, but Greed was annoyed with the intrusion. Anyone that made Lust squirm got under his skin, family or not. He slapped Sloth away from her, taking his turn in brushing the hair from her face. She looked pale, listless. Greed hopped out of bed, slipping on his boxers at the foot of the bed and smacking Sloth aside the head.

"The fuck you doin'?"

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modern_acedia
2012-09-01 12:23 am UTC (link)

Sloth slapped Greed back, hopping onto the side of Lust that Greed had just vacated. "Mmm, warm patch," he said, glaring at Greed. Because he was in such close proximity to Lust, and because he was pushing his influence a lot harder than normal, he was taking in some of Lust's influence too. He nuzzled against her cheek and kissed her, throwing an arm across her to cuddle in close. "Buzz off, I'm busy," he said to Greed, making a shooing motion with his hand.

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bedroom_hymns
2012-09-01 02:52 am UTC (link)

Lust's natural glow (ya know the sex glow) started to fade, she felt.. she felt like she wanted nothing and fear bubbled up inside her. Without desire Lust was nothing, she didn't know how to not want. But here it came, from her bastard brother just squashing her very being. She felt like she couldn't move though she really wanted to punch him. Her face twisted like she was in physical pain when he cuddled and kissed her and she couldn't even stop him. No one got that close to Lust without her express desire so this feat was one for the record books.

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better_than
2012-09-01 03:23 am UTC (link)

It was a sight that tapped into Greed's ugly side. Not only was he possessive of Lust, but Sloth was being just fucking creepy. He snapped his fingers to get Sloth to look in his direction like he was some sort of dog. It didn't work and when Lust's color started to drain more he'd had enough. He attacked Sloth, feeding off that rage he'd brought with him.

He drug Sloth off the bed by his feet and onto the floor. "Don't touch her! Don't even breathe on her!" He wanted to kill.

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modern_acedia
2012-09-01 03:28 am UTC (link)

Sloth kicked Greed as hard as he could, twisting out of reach. He contact with Lust broken, he instead turned his baleful gaze on Greed. "Because she's all yours, right? Like everyone else, like Pride, like Envy, like Wrath. They all get to be yours, right? Because you have to have everything and everyone. What about me, huh? What do I get?" He bared his teeth at Greed, prepared to fight if he had to. A packet of his drugs had fallen out of his pocket when Greed had pulled him, and he hurriedly scooped it up and stuffed it away.

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better_than
2012-09-01 03:49 am UTC (link)

Greed growled at him, actually growled followed with a voice that threw him into that not-so-nice guy. He was strong, Sloth was little. "Yes! Now get your grubby paws on something else you leech!" He dragged Sloth, punching when he kicked. When he wiggled away Greed grabbed on again. This time with a tight grip that would have to be pried open.

"You don't mess with Lust. And I'll get whatever the fuck I want!" Sloth couldn't hate him for that, it's what he was. "Stop whining!" Greed could be vicious and he didn't care if Sloth was family. Sloth had crossed the line tonight.

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modern_acedia
2012-09-01 10:15 am UTC (link)

"Let go of me!" Sloth tried to fight Greed off, but his physical size put Sloth at a disadvantage. He turned on him, trying to stare him down. He knew he'd be unable to break Greed's grip, so he used a different tactic. Quick as a snake, he lurched up and gripped Greed around the neck, kissing him hard, and exerting himself as hard as he could to make Greed give up. "What's the point in fighting me, brother? We're all the same, underneath," he said, his voice low and persuasive.

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better_than
2012-09-01 01:38 pm UTC (link)

Greed tightened his grip, refusing to let Sloth slink out. The little snake caught him off guard, trying to use Lust's tactics to convince him. It was enough for him to drop his grip but Greed was to angry to play games. So the seductive play may have paused him but that was all.

"You little shit," he pried Sloth's hands off, finding his wrists to grip. "What is wrong with you?" He hated when Sloth got all depressed and stupid.

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	modern_acedia 2012-09-01 08:31 pm UTC (link)
	Sloth glanced at Lust, annoyed that he'd managed to depress her so intensely but not Greed. Had he used all his strength already? "You are," he hissed at Greed, clenching his fists, trying to make Greed too depressed to bother wanting to keep hold of him. "Worthless. Unwanted. Alone." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

better_than
2012-09-01 09:13 pm UTC (link)

Greed was fueled by his possessiveness of Lust. It made him angry to see her abused. Sloth may have sunk in, but Greed wasn't about to let it drain him completely. He wore all facets it was hard for Sloth to be able to tell if it was working or not. Greed just kept coming at him. "Stop this shit. I'm your brother, of course you're not alone." Sometimes Sloth was just so damned annoying feeding a bit more Envy than he ever realized.

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modern_acedia
2012-09-02 07:34 am UTC (link)

"You don't want me, you just want everything I have," Sloth sneered back. The more he used up the wrath he'd taken on, the more he fought, the tireder of it he got. He was not a physical being. He pushed harder at Greed, specifically the will to hold onto Sloth for longer, to make him want to give up on this point. He felt muddled and tainted. He wanted to be pure Sloth again.

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	better_than 2012-09-02 04:25 pm UTC (link)
	"I want everything everyone wants, its not unusual!" He knocked Sloth back with one good punch to his gut. Enough to make him pause so Greed could catch his breath. He was tired, but not nearly as tired as Sloth was trying to make him. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

modern_acedia
2012-09-02 10:13 pm UTC (link)

Sloth wasn't expecting the punch and doubled over in pain. why bother, why bother, why bother was echoing through his head, and he sat down heavily, rubbing his hands through his hair. Why was he even here? He'd just wanted to show them that he was worth considering too, that he could be feared as much as the rest of them. They all laughed at him, he knew it. What was the point in trying? He was never going to convince anyone otherwise... He felt like he could hardly move with the force of his own lethargy pulling him inwards. "Fuck you," he spat.

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better_than
2012-09-03 12:40 am UTC (link)

"Save the angry, emo kid for another day," Greed said standing with his hands on his hips. He took in a deep breath and exhaled. That took more out of him simply because Sloth was dripping with self loathing. "Stop it." He wiped the sweat off his forehead. If Sloth was looking for Greed to give him a pick me up, he was was looking for the wrong Sin. He would give Sloth all the cuddles when he wasn't being a prick. Sloth had a tendency to cling when he stayed over and in his bed.

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modern_acedia
2012-09-03 03:18 am UTC (link)

He'd given too much to Lust. He glanced at her, contemplating if he could take it back, but then he'd just have two of them at him and one was bad enough. Sloth glared at Greed instead, backing away from him. "I am an angry, emo kid, it's not unusual," he mocked, baring his teeth. He just wanted to escape now. He glanced behind himself to locate the door, then backed towards it, keeping his body low and his eyes fixed on Greed. "I am as fucking worthy as any of you. You're not a damn better than the rest of us. I could still take you."

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better_than
2012-09-03 03:41 am UTC (link)

Greed rolled his eyes. Seriously, they all could pass for jealous shits when they wanted attention. Greed held out his hand to help Sloth up. Showing that he wasn't going to just run off because 'ooooh Sloth was being scary'. His anger had started to fade, he may have even appeared to care, but that was the beauty of being Greed. Or any of them. They didn't really care on the same level as people, but they were family.

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modern_acedia
2012-09-03 07:24 am UTC (link)

Sloth looked at Greed's hand and straightened up on his own. No way was he accepting anything from him. "Get fucked. I'm going. Say hi to Lust from me." With that he backed out of the bedroom and made his way towards the front door he'd come in by, kicking over stacks of Greed's crap as he went to prevent being followed. Fuck this shit. He was going to find somewhere quiet and then get stoned out of his gourd for days.

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