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Post by Deceit on Jul 30, 2009 23:17:25 GMT -8
Dante lounged slightly in her chair, it was made for an adult and made her look even smaller then she was. Her chair faced the fire, the back to the door. She was still in her school uniform. Her youthful form had its uses but she did dislike the bit about going through puberty. She ache of the bones and the muscles. She sighed and sipped her wine, pulling the glass away she twirled it making the wine twirl in circles. It was not very entertaining either. The benefits though where worth it.
She had called one of her children to her.She had not seen her in a while and was unsure what her reaction would of been to the body she was in. She had only conveyed herself through Envy so none but Envy has seen her body. Her dear little gluttony, her loyal little girl. Always thirsting for knowledge, expanding her small world through books. It was time to call them back, to pull together her troops. A threat had arrisin that she had heard about from one of her informants a group called the Saints. The thought of them made her sick, but none of her emotions showed on her face.
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Post by gluttony on Jul 31, 2009 0:21:42 GMT -8
Gluttony walked through Central, feeling a bit fatigued. How long had it been since a red stone had touched her lips? God only knew. And where the hell was greed? The only ONE of the seven who had ANY access to the stones AT all just up and disappears? That one was a bit TO hard for her to swallow. Sloth was lazy as hell, Envy... who the hell knew, Wrath was an idiot, Greed same as Envy, Lust could only dance around though she could definitely be used, Pride... well, she hadn't seen Pride around.
Thinking of him, she sighed and stopped, looking ahead. The street lamps placed every five feet ahead lighting a small area around them. She blinked as a sudden familiar feeling washed over her. Dizzyness, and a strange urge. She'd felt this before, plenty of times. She smiled as her mind worked out what it meant.
Mother was back. Pulling on the leather strap that hung over her shoulder, she smiled as she stood straight and started off. The urging leading her footsteps in the direction. It was like she was being dragged, like iron shavings to a magnet. She walked on, turning corners, walking past people, just looking ahead. A feint smile touching her lips as she came across a residential district. This place was actually pretty fancy, but not at all like the house she had lived her first few months in. That was the time of her infanthood. Now, for the most part, she was more along the lines in her teens.
That was a different subject. Her feet shuffled along as she moved through the districts. Most of the homes were three floors. Every now and then she came across on with a small pond in the front yard, or a fountain. Beautifully cut grass, wondrously crafted trees. This's were the upper class lived. The people that had power, wealth, money. Soon, she knew, they'd only be servants to her mother.
Her feet carried her along, until finally she came to a gate. This house rose four stories from the ground, and was all cream colored. Like all the others, it had wondrously cut grass, beautifully crafted trees, and even a fountain display in the front yard. She blinked. Human's were disgusting, they didn't deserve half the things they had. Their alchemy, and their comfortability. Swallowing she lifted her right arm and wrapped her fingers around a bar of the gate, and tugged attempting to open it up. She blinked when it gave resistance, along with a rattling chain.
Looking down she noticed that at about her waist height the gate was padlocked. With an annoyed sigh she grabbed the padlock and listened as the metal corroded, the decay of metal, and soon turned to dust in her hands. The chain feel to the ground with a slight ring, and she wiped her hand on her pants leg to get rid of the dust. Looking back up she opened the gate door. It gave a metallic rasp as she opened it, and walked through the open door to the other side, closing it behind her.
Looking to the double doors intricate with designs and patters Gluttony scoffed.
"Really, human's don't need half of what they have, and they hate others when they don't have it," with a sigh she looked around. How could she get inside? Was this a test to see how far Gluttony had advanced? In any case, Mother would certainly see just how far she had proceeded. Walking forward she jiggled the handle on the front door. She blinked, rather surprised that it was indeed open.
"Wow..." okay, so either Mother had opened it, or whoever was living here was completely stupid. She opened the door and walked inside, like she always did when Mother used to call her into the parlor to have a talk. Poking her head in first, then the rest of her body following her in and gently closing the door behind her.
Blinking, she looked around. She didn't see that much, the room was large, a table in the middle of it, but on the far side sat two chairs, facing a fireplace with a live fire. Seeing the fire, Gluttony shivered a bit. Walking forward, she blinked.
"Mother," she asked softly. Dante was the most important person in the world to her, and Gluttony hadn't seen her in how long? Seeing her again... it was wonderful.
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Post by Deceit on Jul 31, 2009 0:31:45 GMT -8
Dante smiled slightly, her thoughts catching the best of her. She heard the sound of a child, a pawn in her game but her child none the less. She was here, she kept the smile on her face. She slipped her hand into the arm compartment in the chair. She pulled out two red stones. Her child would be hungry, having not seen her in a long time. She did dearly hope that even in this form the child would show her the same amount of adoration.
She stood from her seat, the two red stones in her left palm. She moved to face Gluttony. "My child it has been long since I have seen you, you have fared well I assume," she said in a kind voice. She watched Gluttony, keeping an eye on how she moved. It had been long since this one had a stone she could tell by her haggered appearance. What had Greed been doing with the stones he was meant to share, she would need to speak to him. She hoped he would not go off on a cute rant and try to force her into dress up.
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Post by gluttony on Jul 31, 2009 8:17:19 GMT -8
Gluttony looked at the hand that slipped into the arm compartment of the chair, her eyes widened slightly as she saw it. Something was wrong. That was the hand of a child! Mother was... a child? Gluttony could only blink a couple times, before she smiled. Of course. That was absolutely ingenious. Not a soul would expect mother to be in the body of a child.
Yes, this was indeed mother. And Gluttony knew that under those innocent childlike eyes, were hidden plans that would undoubtedly be their final step to their goal... whatever it may have been. Too tell mother the truth, Gluttony never did know of their final goal. Control of Amestris? The Philosophers stone? Well, who could really know. Mother did such a great job of making sure to wipe her prints.
She smiled as Mother stood from the chair. It wasn't a smile that said, "Oh, so cute," no, it was a smile of respect and admiration with a bit of adoration mixed in there. She'd seen the red stones, and of course her hunger for one was overwhelming. But she dare not ask for it. She wouldn't, she'd wait for mother to either offer or hand it to her.
"My child it has been long since I have seen you, you have fared well I assume,"
Gluttony eyes darted to the right. She had had one HELL of a time finding books, and red stones were becoming scarce with Greed's strange absence. Saying she was perfect would be a lie, but she could've been worse. Envy could have never found her in the forest after all. For that little meeting, she'd always be grateful. Now, she had someone who cared, someone who would actually look after her. She smiled.
"Not exactly well, but it could have been worse," she said rubbing the back of her head. She returned her eyes to mother. Even in this form, Gluttony held as much respect and admiration that she had in her previous form. Dante had saved her, given her a home, and invited her into her library. Gluttony owed Dante a lot, and she'd pay it back ten-fold.
She did look to the Red stones for a second, then back to mothers strangely red eyes. She had to admit, the change was something that she'd have to grow accustomed to. All in all though, it was an incredibly brilliant move. She only felt sorry that mother would have to go through puberty again. Not to many people had to do that twice. Gluttony never did, she was born like she was.
Gluttony knew that Dante would want a report on what the other sins were doing, after all, as far as she knew next to Envy and Greed she was the oldest out of the sins. That didn't make her feel much better either. But it did get her some respect among the family.
"I suppose you'll want a report then," she asked, and immediately wondered if she should have asked. Biting her lip she waited for her mothers comment. It was sometimes hard to tell how she'd react to most things.
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Post by Deceit on Jul 31, 2009 12:24:34 GMT -8
She was happy to see that this one still felt the same towards her, even in this form. Greed on the other hand just wanted dress up and to play with her hair. Her hair was nice though even she would admit that. She never tangled, it grew quickly, rarely split ended. An amazing thing this bodies genetics. She noticed Gluttony's eyes shift to the red stone and then to the books in the shelves. This child life blood was knowledge and she had plenty of books she would share.
She smiled warmly, though it looked very child like. "I would love a report, but come have a drink first. Coco is still your favorite right," she said. She made her way to a cart, she heated the water and then brought over the coco to the second seat, opening the compartment on the right arm rest a board popped up as well as several drawers, she placed the cup on the board. An ingenious thing her 'father' had acquired in his travels.
Dante sat back into her own seat. She held the stones between her fingers, the two red drops gleaming slightly. She placed them onto the board as well. "Child tell me what have you seen, how have you been, where have you gone. It has been so long since we last conversed," she said inquiringly. In truth she wanted to know if anything interesting was happening that she did not know about. There where always stories falling through the cracks.
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Post by gluttony on Aug 1, 2009 22:53:19 GMT -8
With a smile Gluttony a tad timidly started forward looking around at her surroundings more. Further in and at an angle she couldn't see it the room opened up to reveal a mushroom shaped room. A hall way maybe ten fee wide at the front door, then it opened up into a sort of semi circle and came around. At the west and east ends of the room stood two marbled statues that at the distance, Gluttony couldn't see their design to neatly. The west wall was lined with bookshelves that was filled with, yay, books. She smiled warmly to the books, and a tad nostalgically then to Dante who was pouring some cocoa. She nodded.
"Yes, I do still love cocoa," she smiled, but then sighed, "It's been a while since I could set in front of a fire with a good book, and some warm cocoa though." she said. Hell, it had been a while since she had a good book. With a sigh she looked back to the books on the west wall, to her left. Looking back to Mother she swallowed. In her warm and comforting company again was indeed pleasant, but Gluttony's mind hungered for more knowledge, not to divulge it. Oh well, she was in central, home to some of the greatest libraries in Amestris. She may spend the night there after done here, that was if she didn't spend all night talking to mother.
Setting down she smiled as Mother handed her the glass of the steaming cocoa. She smiled at the familiar steam, and her mind divulged in such lovely memories. Waking ever morning to the sunrise, the sound of birds in the trees outside her window. Then heading toward the library. Ah, the library. The gigantic room filled to the brim with books for her her pick and choose. Smiling, she simply started into her cocoa. It had been a long time since she could relax like this. Even at Sileas's, she never dropped her guard. And somehow, the woman had seen through her mask, but not deep enough to see her for what she truly was. All Sileas saw and ever would see of her was a human that couldn't live for herself, but for her loved ones.
"Child tell me what have you seen, how have you been, where have you gone. It has been so long since we last conversed,"[/b]
Gluttony jumped a bit, being awoken from her nostalgia and blinked looking to mother. Her head took a second to process the information, and she smiled. It had been a long time since she had heard mothers calming words. It had been too long in fact, so long... she had nearly forgotten how a good book, a warm cup of cocoa, and a cozy fire could make her feel warm and snuggly. No, instead it was a stale book, the cold night, and curious animals along with a lonely fire when she could start one. Taking a breath, she shook her head, before looking to Mother, she honestly hadn't seen much of interest. She'd mostly been trying to gather up the family. She knew somewhere, that if they stuck together, then things would turn out good.
"I have not seen much of interest. Other than a blind woman that could see using and alchemy technique that's actually pretty ingenious. But since you're obviously not blind, it may be useless to you. Then there's also the fact of the other sins. I've heard Wrath is well... not doing so well," she said looking off into the fire, then back to mother, "no one has any idea where Greed has gone off to, I have a bit of respect for anyone that can get Sloth to do anything, I'm sure you know where Envy is, and Pride..." with a sigh her look became solemn and she looked back into the fire, "I... just don't know about him," she finished. Swallowing, she took a sip of her cocoa. Then looked to red stones.
Okay, forget not asking, but she wouldn't just gobble them down. She'd savor them, and eat them slowly, with mothers permission of course. Gesturing to the stones, she asked, "May I," she asked. Something told her that it was obvious that she hadn't had one in a while. After all, it was. She was more pale than usual, and her hair had lost a good deal of it's usual luster. Greed better get his greedy butt back around here, that's all she knew or she'd drag him back if she had too.
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Post by Deceit on Aug 2, 2009 10:38:59 GMT -8
Dante listened quietly showing what appeared to be interest in what Gluttony was saying. A blind woman who could see and had a new alchemy technique. This peaked her interest, this was new, very, what had happened that caused such a different technique to be developed and where. A new pawn perhaps, someone she could pull in and mold. Possibilities ran through her mind. What a nice bit of information, someone like that would be useful in a battle. If taught right. She continued to show the face that she was interested in what she was saying.
Then she got the news of the sins. Wrath had been a mistake, plain and simple. A waste of stones and energy, a disgusting excuse for a homunculus. A mistake that would end up getting itself killed she was sure. She had already heard about an incident at a carnival. This would not go well, not at all. But she could use it to her benefit somehow. She would figure a way to turn this mistake around.
As for Greed she was aware of where he was. He always informed her letting her know so that she could expect the next dress. Dante put the glass of wine down. This small body could only hold so much. Sloth was no surprise either, the child seemed to care not most of the time. Envy was off with the small missions she requested, of course she trusted him the most, though still that was was not as much as others thought. Envy needed a tight leash at times.
She heard mention of Pride, oh Pride. Far from a mistake she was sure. The way Gluttony spoke it sounded more and more like a way to control her and him. That was if he was the same. She smiled and said, "I'm sure that Pride is fine, he can take care of himself right." She made a mental note to call the others one by one. The stones would entice them she was sure, but those that where loyal would come with pleasure.
She gave a kind and considerate smile. "Of course dear I would not put them there if I did not plan for you to take them. Eat dear, gain strength, then you can read," she said in a sweet tone. Gluttony's appetite for books was rarely sated, she had quiet a collection here, not as good as her previous mansion but after the 'librarians' death she had acquired quiet a few rare books. Books she was sure would catch the girls eye. Gaining her loyalty was easy, rarely did she have to speak to this loyal one.
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Post by gluttony on Aug 2, 2009 16:53:13 GMT -8
Gluttony smiled at her words of Pride, then looked to the stones. The red drops of liquid that seemed... well like frozen blood. Leaning forward she grabbed them in her left hand, her right holding her cup by the handle. Gluttony leaned back in the chair and looked the stones. The smooth surface that gleamed a brilliant red hue. Taking on between her thumb and index finger she opened her mouth and slipped in between her lips. Closing her eyes, she let the stone break down, and began to chew, strength slowly returning to her limbs. Smiling, she nodded to Dante.
"Thank you mother, it's been a while since I could just relax like this," she said, and smiled to Dante, wondering if there was anything that she would find particularly interesting. The bit about Sileas she was sure that mother had an interest in, there was also the bit about the book on circle-less alchemy. That may have been interesting. In whatever case, Gluttony would tell her what she could if she'd only ask. Still holding the other red stone in her hand she remembered her bag and leaned up a bit and removed it from her shoulder. Opening it she dropped the red stone inside, then dug through her assortment of books before finding two. Taking them out of the pack, she put them on the table, the titles faceing up.
"When the mansion was destroyed, I found the most valuable books I could and saved them. It... pains me to say it, but those two are the only ones that made it through," she said looking to them. One was a research journal on Human alchemy that had never even been reproduced. The other was a book on the secrets of alchemy that had only been published for three months before declared, "unhuman," as far as alchemy went.
"I'm sorry I couldn't save anymore," she said, and she really was sorry. So much information she missed out on. Some of those books were never to be reproduced like the human alchemy research. She sighed, so much information, now in ashes. It was a shame, really, and her jewelry, her jewelry!! She hadn't thought of that! Damn! Her looked became even more solemn, after this, she'd have to take a quick trip to the site of the mansion, see if anything was left. When she was born, god only knew why, but there was a necklace around her neck. It was very important to her. It let her remember just WHO she was. She wasn't the person she was meant to replace, and she wasn't the last Gluttony. She was the current Gluttony. She was who she was, no one else. Swallowed she realized that she had nearly forgot that. She had forgotten who she was. She had no need to be human, or to be anything but herself. She blinked, and shook her head. Actually, her mind was quiet hungry for some new information, but her heart hungered for Mother, and who knew how long it'd be until she could see her again.
"I'd... I think it'd be better to talk to you then read at the moment. After all, this IS Central, I can read a book or two tomorrow, but who knows when I'll be able to see you again," she said. Now the stone was beginning to take effect. Her hair was slowly and almost unnoticeably regaining it's luster. Her skin returned to it's normal pearly color. In all honesty, she looked good as she had during her first couple months at mothers mansion.
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Post by Deceit on Aug 4, 2009 0:36:46 GMT -8
Dante watched from the corner off her eye as Gluttony ate the stone. She watched as the color returned to her cheeks and the luster to her hair. She could not have her pawns dying on her out of a plan. It would be better then her last attempt she would make sure of it. Unfortunately due to Wraths botched and foolish adventure she had lost a bit of the surprise, but they had no idea who her new sins where, other then Envy that was. Thoughts swirled through her mind, ideas, plots. Much was left to be done, but it would end the way she planned.
From the corner of her eyes she caught Gluttony putting the second stone in her bag. Resourceful but not unplanned, she had planned for the second one to be saved. If Greed was being as Greedy as he appeared to be, though he seemed to have less qualifications for minions. She watched quietly as Gluttony pulled the books out, two books to be exact. They where important books that had been thought lost at the destruction of her mansion. She gave a face of compassion. "Thank you dear, I thought most all but lost," she said. She gave a small smile. She picked the books up and placed them on a bookshelf, she would put them away properly later. She walked back over.
She sat back on her chair tilting her head slightly to the left. "Is there anything else about the girl, the blind one. Anything in particular that stood out, something we might be able to use," she inquired warmly. She wanted to know more on this girl, a way to use alchemy she did not know was not very often. Her eyes flicked to the fire for a moment watching the yellow red flames dance. Intriguing and possibly useful. She was surprised when Gluttony said she did not feel like reading. She did not let it show though, she smiled slightly at what the girl said. She wanted to spend time with her, rather then read.
((ooc: the color is maroon the red hurts kinda x.x))
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Post by gluttony on Aug 13, 2009 8:22:52 GMT -8
((DX Sorry, coulda sworn I changed that))
Gluttony blinked, and bit her lip looking to her knees. Sileas had shown her compassion. Gave her a place to sleep, although she hadn't sleeped that night. And gave her books. Shaking her head a bit she dispelled those thoughts from her head. What was she thinking? Sileas, aka, "The Deciever," was human, and the only human that could possible show compassion to Gluttony or any other homunculi was Dante. Without her, Gluttony wouldn't only be dead from lack of red stones, she'd also be confused. She'd know nothing. It was thanks to Dante, the Gluttony was allowed to live.
"Her name is Sileas Deceit, she lived in West city and dressed up as some crime fighter self dubbed, "The Deceiver," she is blind yes," Gluttony set back in her chair, and crossed her legs. Reaching over, she ringed her finger around the handle on the cup and grasped it gently in her other hand before taking a sip. "She said that she used alchemy to... feel through the stone and feel the weight of those that were around," her face gained a look as she said these words, and she didn't look to mother, instead her eyes fixated on her knees, "She not only guessed that I was a girl, but that I was also carrying books. In her real life however, she really DOES use alchemy to see... or that's my theory. Glass eyes that have some sort of sigil on the back that I guess are transmutation circles. As for when she's crime fighting, sigils around her ankles," Gluttony explained everything that came to mind at the moment, "I may be missing details, I was tired that night. I'm sorry," she apologized. Taking another sip, she continued to look to her knees as if seeking comfort from them.
Betraying Sileas wasn't something she particuarly wanted to do, she wanted to relax in the delusion that maybe, just maybe, someone other than mother could care for her. The impossibility was slowly seeming more and more possible to her.
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Post by Deceit on Aug 13, 2009 12:45:09 GMT -8
Dante could tell there was a slight fight for a moment before Gluttony told her the information. The Deceiver and Gluttony had her name. She had heard of the girl, the fighter who would make people turn themselves in, or kill them. She only really messed with the Vagabonds cleaning up the streets. Although she did not mind such, if attention was on another it might be used to her benefit.
As the rest of the information came she smiled slightly. Indeed, an alchemist who could see by using the ground. Probably a sort of sonar, and the girl, Sileas was proficient in guessing what was around her. A good trait one that could be used. Glass eyes, they where often used to make people comfortable around those that had lost and eye, rarely two. Sigil on her skin that she could hide, made sense she guessed though usually you had to touch in order to make use of them.
She smiled sweetly a new plan developing in her mind. "Thank you dear, Im sure this info will be useful, after all if she came to stay with us then she might become a part of our family," she said kindly. She noticed the small amount of guilt Gluttony had. The guilt was of little use but if the girl Sileas had trusted Gluttony with the info then Gluttony might be able to persuade her onto their side. Though it would be hard to use hypnotism on someone with glass eyes she could just as easily mislead with info, their must be something that girl desired if she was running around the way she was.
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Post by gluttony on Aug 23, 2009 5:50:29 GMT -8
Gluttony grimaced of the thought of a human other than mother in the family. She just didn't think it was a good idea. Humans did hate Homunculi after all, she just didn't see it turning out well. If mother wanted it or planned on it however, she couldn't argue despite how she personally felt. With a small sigh she shook her head. What was going on? Used to be everything was so simple. Follow mother, protect the family, and to hell with everyone else. That had been her way of life. Now, as if only fabric, her life had become furled and confused. Why was she so guilty because she had told mother Sileases' most precious secret?
Simple.
It was because Sileas had given her a place to sleep(although she didn't) a warm cup of cocoa, allowed her to open her books... she had shown Gluttony compassion. That was something, no human had ever done before for her besides mother. But there were two things mother had done that Sileas had not.
Mother had given Gluttony a purpose, and given her a life. If it wasn't for mother the homunculus was fairly sure she'd have died a LONG time ago. The sin looked up to mother. She'd enact her old philosophy. Help mother, stay true to the family, and too hell with everyone else. Sileas was a human whether Gluttony liked it or not. If she were to figure out the truth, she'd drop who she knew as, "Claudia," in a heartbeat. Every other human looked to her like a normal human, until they figured out just what she was. That's when the horrified looks came up, along with the hatred. At that point she was often forced to kill them. Usually cause they attracted even more attention, or they attacked her.
"There's are a couple more things mother," she said and paused. She looked to the cup of cocoa, her drink reflected her face back at her. Trying to recall all that had happened. "There was something about me that made her feel comfortable. I'm not sure what it was, but there was something. And another thing... she's in Central." Gluttony announced, looking up to Dante awaiting her reaction.
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Post by Dante on Aug 24, 2009 15:43:40 GMT -8
Dante was in a plotting mind set. Her eyes on the fire as it moved almost hypnotically, a dance that could pull in the minds. Many things needed to be set in motion, many things set up to work properly, many people to coerce onto her side once more. Of course her plans would be impossible without her sins. She would have to get Envy back into the mix, he was her son and one of the most...responsible of the homunculus she had ever made. Gluttony a close second, always eager to please, always eager to learn. She smiled slightly, her face calm on the fire.
A few problems had a risen in the years but nothing she could not deal with. She had also caught an odd rumor, one of the Elrics. They where apparently back in Amestris. She both disliked the fact and was elated by it. She could use them to her benefit, this time she would make sure it went as planned. She disliked when things did not go as she planned.
Her mind snapped back as Gluttony said a bit more. She smiled slightly at Gluttony as she continued to speak. The blind girl had been comfortable around Gluttony, that was a bit odd. Many creatures even humans on a level where aware and offended by the existence of Humoncs, but the girl Sileas had been comforted or comfortable around Gluttony. Odd indeed. She grinned to herself when she heard the last bit. The girl Sileas was in Central, she would have to visit her. Then again it was about time she visited her 'father' at work.
She needed to check up on what was happening on the side of things. Maybe even pop into Mustang's office. There where people to see, plots to roll out and many things to do. But for now they needed to lay back and watch things unfold. She needed to wait and see what happened between her mistake and the Colonel, she might be able to use it to her benefit, of course she now had a plan and a very evil one at that. She never let any of her thoughts catch on her face, she kept a kind and gentle face on. "I thank you highly Gluttony, my dear daughter, this will help use greatly," she said gently.
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Post by gluttony on Aug 27, 2009 15:10:25 GMT -8
Gluttony smiled at the words she used, and that was it. Dante loved her, Sileas was unaware of her, and humanity hated her. Those were the concrete facts that someone as logical as the Homunculus couldn't argue with. She took a breath, glad her inner turmoil was over. All her life, she had only wanted one thing. One thing that was seperate her from a, "thing," or a, "crime against nature," if she could only obtain that, she could live out her life happily no matter how hard it became because she knew she'd always have someone to run back too.
Gluttony, wanted nothing more than one simple wish, to be loved.
Was she the equivalent to a rag doll setting on a little girls floor somewhere to be trampled? Was she a thing? An object? Nothing more than something for a puppet master to pull on the strings? She asked herself that everyday, but always the answer came back to her. No, she wasn't. She was a person, maybe not human, but a person none the less. Just... immortal and couldn't be harmed unless she was near the remains of the dead girl that, at one time, looked EXACTLY like her. Yeah, that was a normal person right? Wrong. Gluttony knew she'd never be human and didn't want to. Humans disgusted her, she didn't want a soul or need one. She was fine the way she was.
"I'm glad I can finally be of some help." she smiled and lifted her cup to take another sip of cocoa. It was only luke-warm by now, but it was still good. Mother's cocoa always did warm Gluttony up, even if it was ice cold. Lowering the cup from her lips, she was tempted to ask the question that had been looming around in her head for a long time. What have my brothers and sisters been doing? she thought, and common sense dictated that mother would keep tabs on the rest of the sins. But... she was rather timid of asking mother about the other sins. It'd be time wasted, and Gluttony guessed that she didn't have much time left with mother, and she wanted to talk to her as much as possible. But she was worried... about Pride. She decided to ask another question instead, one more about mother. "So, how are you enjoying you're... uhm... new body. If you don't mind my asking." Yeah, the body was definitely new, it couldn't been more than twelve years old.
But under the cute, innocent mask, hid a soul that had last four hundred years and had seven homunculi at her disposal ready to do anything she wished. Gluttony was smart enough to know that, and wouldn't disrespect mother. In fact, the last time she disrespected mother was about a week Envy found her. She had only known mother for maybe three days at the time. Never again did she make that mistake. Dante was the only beam of hope for Gluttony's seemingly hopeless life. That's why she trained, that's why she aimed to please so highly, that's why she worked so hard, that's why she would kill anyone Dante told her too.
She only wanted to be loved.
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Post by Dante on Aug 30, 2009 15:51:53 GMT -8
Dante took a deep breath keeping her eye on her child. She watched as Gluttony relaxed seeming to calm herself over her guilt. What had that human done to cause Gluttony to feel guilt in telling her mother something. What was this human that she could create a ripple in the things she taught. If not dealt with correctly this would cause problems. She would let this grow a little though, she had all the time in the world. Waiting had its benefits.
Dante caught Gluttony's words with a small smile. "Your are one of the most helpful of my children, Wrath seems to of gotten himself into some trouble," she said, her words sweet and smooth. She would ask Gluttony to assist the waste of stones, he caused a ripple through the military, those that saw and knew him where frightened by the ghost. But the one who had seen him had been Riza Hawkeye, a subordinate of Mustang. He was a problem, but he had his benefits as well, she could use him if she finagled herself correctly.
She heard Gluttony's next question, she hid her slight anger and said calmly, "this body has its uses, just as I had planned. The perfect place to hide is right under their noses. Youth is a wonderful thing." She did see that this youthful body had its uses, her opponents underestimated her, there where on cases like Greeds where it was even desired. Being cute had advantages and disadvantages. She would use the benefits the best she could.
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