Yeah, I get it. Got your hands a little full today, don't ya?
[After having taken a look-see at the brawl going on, the Sin's all coiled up at the front desk. With one of his elbows planted on the counter and another wrapped around his hip, he flaunts a third out at his side; his wrist spinning 'round, 'round, 'round to illustrate his point. The poor creature working it seems to be trying to apologize and the former homunculus shakes his head.] N'aw, I told you. Don't worry about it. Kinda of used to things like this -
[As if to make his point, he quickly jerks his hand away as another glass goes sailing by to smash into shards against the pillar next to him. Greed slumps his shoulders.] Like I said, looks like you got bigger problems here, friend. Take your time, huh? Just figured I'd let you know about it.
[The Sin lazily drops his other hands where he can fit them (one at his opposite hip, two more in the narrow part of his waist) and turns. This Afterlife brings all sorts, so he shouldn't be surprised when he sees another giant coming his way (what's with people being so tall anyway?), and he pauses. The fire is what catches his eye at first; the color of it, so blue, so bright, it'd be hard to miss.]
[Greed's mouth puckers and he sidesteps out of the way; his movement lax, yet intrigued.] Huh, haven't seen you around before. You new?
[Something about the way the demon looks: didn't someone say something before? Three heads - the Sin's eyebrows slowly slide up his forehead, as if a thought's clicking into place. Wasn't it Fizzarolli who said something about a Lust where he's from?]
➥ Hell HOPE THIS WORKS ..
[After having taken a look-see at the brawl going on, the Sin's all coiled up at the front desk. With one of his elbows planted on the counter and another wrapped around his hip, he flaunts a third out at his side; his wrist spinning 'round, 'round, 'round to illustrate his point. The poor creature working it seems to be trying to apologize and the former homunculus shakes his head.] N'aw, I told you. Don't worry about it. Kinda of used to things like this -
[As if to make his point, he quickly jerks his hand away as another glass goes sailing by to smash into shards against the pillar next to him. Greed slumps his shoulders.] Like I said, looks like you got bigger problems here, friend. Take your time, huh? Just figured I'd let you know about it.
[The Sin lazily drops his other hands where he can fit them (one at his opposite hip, two more in the narrow part of his waist) and turns. This Afterlife brings all sorts, so he shouldn't be surprised when he sees another giant coming his way (what's with people being so tall anyway?), and he pauses. The fire is what catches his eye at first; the color of it, so blue, so bright, it'd be hard to miss.]
[Greed's mouth puckers and he sidesteps out of the way; his movement lax, yet intrigued.] Huh, haven't seen you around before. You new?
[Something about the way the demon looks: didn't someone say something before? Three heads - the Sin's eyebrows slowly slide up his forehead, as if a thought's clicking into place. Wasn't it Fizzarolli who said something about a Lust where he's from?]
[Ah, well. It could be anyone, really.]