[The thing about opening a place (especially an establishment that hasn't seen traffic in a while) is that it takes a lot of heavy lifting. Which is why he's been spending most of his days (nights?) deep in the city. The building's starting to look more passable, all things considered. There's still a window that's boarded up with a crisscross of graffiti-covered wood, but all in all, it's getting there.]
[But even Sin needs a break. And what better place than the local strip club?]
[Greed stretches his legs as he makes his way towards a growing line forming at the door. Most of the crowd aren't surprising - the horns, teeth, and sharp points making for a distinct type of clientele. But what does stand out is the halo. A single, floating halo in a sea of the complete opposite. The Sin clacks his teeth together.]
Not so bad, huh? [He tilts his head to the side to get a better look at the man. He doesn't look like he belongs in Heaven, does he? But then again, the ones in charge aren't exactly very good at their job. And looks could easily be deceiving.] This your first time down here, or are you one of the new ones?
➥ walk backwards into hell
[But even Sin needs a break. And what better place than the local strip club?]
[Greed stretches his legs as he makes his way towards a growing line forming at the door. Most of the crowd aren't surprising - the horns, teeth, and sharp points making for a distinct type of clientele. But what does stand out is the halo. A single, floating halo in a sea of the complete opposite. The Sin clacks his teeth together.]
Not so bad, huh? [He tilts his head to the side to get a better look at the man. He doesn't look like he belongs in Heaven, does he? But then again, the ones in charge aren't exactly very good at their job. And looks could easily be deceiving.] This your first time down here, or are you one of the new ones?