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Tweak says, "Were you any good?"

Chance Avaritia "Greed" (better_than) wrote in nevermore_logs,
@ 2012-12-03 11:44:00

Current mood:	depressed
Entry tags:	greed, zoe hansen

Who: Greed and Zoe
What: Returning baby Ava so Satan doesn't make her crispy bacon.
When: Sunday afternoon, December 2 [Backdated]
Where: Church
Warnings: ~~Cuteness?~~

The entire backseat of his yellow sports car was crammed with toys, clothes and other goodies that he had bought Ava. The gold bracelet he had originally picked her for was not within the mound of stuff. If he wasn't able to keep baby Ava then he was not giving up his prize. It was a shame her parents hadn't put up reward money for finding her or the kid would have been taken to the police station. Instead Greed was going to dump her right back on the church steps with her bag of goodies. Already the kid had started to wail as he strapped her into the car with Zoe. The ride was further out as he tended to hop around churches like a drunk did bars. Once in the parking lot he gave Zoe the duties at dragging up the two clear bags of stuff that he'd crammed everything into.

Ava clung to Greed's vest as he walked her toward the front door. She had already grown gravely attached to him, which was the side effect to his influence. On someone so young she would have lasted longer with him before wearing out. Babies had a lot more strength. As he peeled her off of him she gripped his vest tighter her fat bottom lip poking out ready to rip a loud cry. He sat her down still in that cute yellow dress he'd picked out, a sun hat to cover her eyes and a jacket to keep her warm. The moment he started to back away those little hiccups surfaced and her eyes filled with tears. It didn't matter what the girl grew up to be, she wasn't going to forget Greed. He'd branded himself into her head, to him she was his new father. Her parents would never again have the bond they'd shared before because she'd been infused with a deadly Sin.

Greed walked back up the steps, wiping away the tears off her puffy cheeks. "Don't do that..." he said, crouching down to her level. She instantly hushed, bright eyes focused on his voice. "I'll visit. Sometime. Or something." He buttoned up the top button of her coat as the wind gushed by. "You look much cuter as a fat butterball than fried crispy bacon." This was the third time he'd had to give something up, it wasn't getting any easier. Giving things wasn't his territory. It was for his benefit, to protect what was his because Satan killing it would be another Hell King stealing from him.

He cushioned her between the bags of toys and clothes, giving the little thing a kiss on the cheek. She smiled softly one last time before breaking out into a tearful wail when he left again. Her fat little arms reached out as he sat in his car watching from a distance. He wasn't going to leave before seeing someone come out. After a few minutes he fished around in his pocket and pulled out the golden bracelet and hung it from his rear view mirror.

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history_repeats
2012-12-05 09:52 pm UTC (link)

Zoe froze as she looked at him, there really was no other way to explain what he said but she hoped. She prayed. Please, if there is a God, do not let him-- and no, there was no God. This was why her family didn't subscribe to religion because it was always a total let down.

She looked repulsed but something stuck out in what he was saying, he was using present tense, not past. But oh God.. GOD! She pushed at him to get him off her, "You have sex with your sister!?" she kept shoving at him, trying to get off the bed herself, feeling gross. "Why are you telling me this now!?" she was trying to process the whole sex with his sister thing but the fact that he was saying he did it pretty often was demanding her attention but she didn't know if she could handle falling apart all in one go.

	better_than 2012-12-06 12:57 am UTC (link)
	"No matter what I tell you it doesn't lesson the blow." He inhaled heavy, exhaling just as stiffly. Her wreck of emotions was pulling out his human side easy. He didn't want to tell her. "Little over half an hour." His eyes were squeezed so tight that when he opened them again all he could see was a watery blur. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	history_repeats 2012-12-06 03:03 am UTC (link)
	Her voice just shouted back, "WHY!? What difference could it possibly make??" but she couldn't hide the anguish in her voice at knowing it really didn't make a difference. At least she was on her own, she sat on the floor and realized she was still wearing that dress thing and took it off, grabbing her clothes. Wanting to get away from here. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	history_repeats 2012-12-06 03:18 am UTC (link)
	Zoe's hands were shaking as she covered her face, finally back in her own clothes, her knees to her chest like a child. "I thought you were different." she said it in a normal voice, as if he was right next to her, not knowing or caring if he heard her. "I thought maybe.." she shook her head and shouted, "It doesn't matter! It's done!" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	history_repeats 2012-12-06 03:56 am UTC (link)
	Zoe shook her head, almost rambling now, "I didn't run from you. I knew who you were, what you were and I stayed. I wanted to believe that you cared about me and how I felt, that it meant something to you, more than just something to add to your collection. I felt like I finally.." she shook her head, burying it back in her arms. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)