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[Gabriel's not exactly glowing, that would be weird. But there's something different about him, something that's a little brighter and hell, he feels good. more alive than he's felt since he got here, maybe even before then. Maybe he had to loose it before he realised how much his Grace meant to him

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[A sharp hiss, then a whooping whistle.] That's impressive!

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Ha-! I can recover better than most men, but I guess we'll just have to put that to the test if she ever comes on by. [He'd have to be at 100% though - there was no fun in having such a prospect be bored by his current state. No - Greed decides that if this Kali comes by, he'll be the first one at her door if and only if he's got all his powers back. Because he's starved for that low down dirty good time.] And do I have to say it again? Jeez - I want everything. The finer things in life - and she does sound fine.

[But he means no disrespect and he throws a hand in the air. He's drained most of his booze and his normal body, the one without his special talents, feels it. Not enough to make himself a fool, but enough for him to ease just a bit. He takes another drag of his cigarette before tossing it on the floor. He wheels himself about on his stool and stomps it out with the heel of one of his boots.] I care about things I want and people I want - get the picture? You're outta this man's league, but that doesn't mean I won't leave my

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[Gabriel can't help but grin. He doesn't know what Greed is imagining, of course he can't see that at the moment, but he's willing to bet that Kali is above and beyond. And he does feel a slight pang of jealousy when the other man speaks of her, but if anything, he belonged to Kali, not the other way around. Whatever will happen will happen, after all. And the Universe isn't so kind as to bring her here so he can have familiar company that isn't Castiel and his pet human.] I'll ask her not to ruin you for everyone else.

[And for a moment, Gabriel considers making Greed another, if only because he seems to enjoy it and Gabriel likes the praise. But he remembers how it feels not to have powers and the headache that came after his trip to Jack of Hearts. Maybe... Greed can have another on a different day.] Out of your league, Greed? [That's sort of funny, and Gabriel isn't exactly sure what the man means. Gabriel is more than happy with the idea of working here, he already likes the company.]You can have another whenever you like. As

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Ruin me? You haven't even see the best part. [Ruin is a term used for things that can't be fixed.] But if you'd put in a good word - if she comes wandering by. Though by the looks of things, I'd peg you as lucky to have some of your own people here. [Because despite the fact that he's filling up those holes left behind, Greed will always want his Chimera back. Because they were his - the only thing he chose. He bites at that, a flutter of anger suddenly washes in those purple eyes. But it's gone as soon as it comes, washed away with heavy smiles and lush alcohol.] Like I say - content, for now.

Good! Because you know I can't stop at just one. [He sweeps his fingers through his spiked hair, sliding nails into his scalp. The touch feels good - there's a hotness at his temple and it runs through him like fire. Greed can't say he doesn't like the feeling, though. Warm, inviting intoxication.]Glad we could agree - you know, I've had people pass up my deals before. I always make good ones when I need to - I can play the game of fair as

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I have... my brother. And the Winchester boy. [He wouldn't say they were his people per say. Castiel yes, they are brothers. Deano he's killed so many times he lost count. But Gabriel isn't sure he has... people. He had Kali. He had the other Norse gods. But there's been very few creatures over the years he has felt attached to. Indebted to. Anyway, it's not important and he shrugs it off. He doesn't need to think about these things now.]

Who can? I can't. I have to admit I've got one or two... little lusts and desires of my own. A good cocktail is one of my weaknesses. As is candy. As are good looking people. Let's face it, I have a few weaknesses.

[Gabriel's grin stretches slightly]And that works two ways. I can't really claim you either, as much as I'd like to have my own pocket bar keeper...

[There's no such thing as too close to Gabriel, and he doesn't pull away, keeping his attention focused on Greed and letting a more interested expression rest on the man. This is... Intriguing but also a little bit worrying. He's got a

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A brother - so there are more of you here. Like I said, they're welcome any time. [Greed notices that not breathing part - he can't feel the same hot air he's billowing out and he raises an eyebrow. But it settles and his lids grow heavy. His purple eyes seem full of wonder, delight, surprise. Again, he extends his hand, offering it to Gabriel as a sort of ... promise. A sealing of the deal, as it were.]

No, you can't have me - I don't work for anyone. My avarice runs too deep, you see. But, there are other ways of having. [He'll leave it at that. His fingers still held out, he murmurs softly - his voice slides from his voice, slippery and wet.] It'll only be me that'll be involved. It'll be after hours - I'll even record it. I've promised a few people a show and I'll give it. I swear that if anything goes wrong, the blame goes all to me. You don't even have to be on the spot - and I wouldn't do that. I don't break up friendships, Gabriel and I have never lied. [Well, except once - the one time, but it was for a good cause right?]I'

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Cas and I aren't cut from the same cloth. There was a time, not all that long ago, when he probably would have tried to smite you. The embodiment of a sin would have have been far too tempting for him. To get into Daddy's good books.

I wouldn't be asking you to work for me. [And yes, he understood the hint there, and it's tempting. He could celebrate having his wings back with more than just a couple of drinks and several packets of candy. But it's not an offer that Greed seems to making right now, there are more serious matters at hand.

And with that, Gabriel glances down at the finger on his chest, and he considers. He's seen and done horrific things, he doubts this could be any worse. He's not worried about that. And maybe he shouldn't be worrying at all. Whatever Greed has asked for, it's no skin of Gabriel's nose, it's no bother to him either way. And Greed seems to need this. They don't know each other, not at all but... well, Gabriel is willing to trust

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No doubt - a little gold star for killing the sin. Not sure if I want to meet this Cas. [Because Greed likes his ass in one piece, thank you very much. He's not about the sign off into another body - no. Ling had been fun, but he likes his body, missed it really despite the lack of permanent immortality.]

Good - glad you understand. [Because Greed works for no one. Taking orders is for others, not for him. He'll take the crown and the whole kingdom.]

[The homunculus watches Gabriel, follows his eyes - the angel is an intrigue and surely an asset he would like to conquer, but he knows when he's outmatched. Least for the time being, he's the underdog.] See? I told you I can strike a good deal. [He 'ehhs?' - a question without words. Brows shoot up and he's about to ask what the angel does to seal a deal.]

[And it hits him.]

[And no, it's not a lady - but he's starved.]

[He pushes himself up half-way onto the bar - his knee slides across clean wood and damn. Women are his preferred - loves the curves - but he won't deny what's given

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[Gabriel likes the noise, the growling rumble and frankly, he thinks they've been dancing around this since Gabe slipped behind the bar. They could have just sealed the deal with a handshake and another drink, of course they could, but where's the fun in that? Besides, Greed seems to prefer this way, shifting across the bar-top like that and Gabriel's grinning like the cat that got the cream. Things don't always go his way, but hells, he like it when they do.

If Greed thinks he's the one starving, Gabriel is happy to give him evidence to the contrary

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[Greed's laughter is soft; it wheezes out of him.] Well, this is hardly fair - you've got all your mojo and I don't want to disappoint. [His lips move - Gabriel's got his blood on his tongue and Greed is all too amused. Because this wasn't what he was expecting, not in the slightest. But he'll take whatever is free and maybe, just maybe, that hunger would subside.]

[Probably not, but that ball is now in Gabriel's court.]

[Greed's built well and his legs are long enough to slide over the top of the bar. One first - it settles next to Gabriel. The other comes and the homunculus is thrust right up beside the angel. Two completely different creatures with a satisfaction that needed to be settled, face-to-face, and Greed was ready for the plunge.]

[Because no, it wasn't a lady but he had made exceptions before.]

[That brace earns a look from Greed - he pushes his forehead against Gabriel's and licks away the blood a bit slowly. To get his point across, really.] Because I tend to be a very insatiable guy - give a dog a bone and he'll

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[What is Gabriel's thing with tall men? Long limbs and well-toned backs and shoulders that put his to shame. But maybe that's what he likes so much.

Greed's not about to disappoint though. Sometimes over-confidence is a shield, something to hide behind but Greed's been nothing but open. Maybe a little guarded, but old wound don't need to be opened recklessly. There's a purpose to the other's movements too, practised, for want of another word, and Gabriel likes that.]

I don't really think that's all that likely. Ever had complaints before?

[The swipe of that too-hot tongue across his lip makes his eyes close, just slightly, amber eyes getting darker and a smile tugs at him, letting those unfamiliar fingers smooth over his throat, down his shoulders. Hells, it feels good, very good, and Gabriel is going to give into it. Come on, a guy needs a bit of attention every now and again and Gabriel's had to wait a long time for attention

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[Both legs spread a bit to level out with Gabriel - Greed's the taller of the two, but he's willing to meet the angel half way. With everything his feathery friend is giving him, the homunculus gives his thanks anyway he can.]

[The nails and hands on his back are all welcome, even when they bite down hard. Greed can't help the groan, can't help the flashy smile - it's all too good, a better deal than he could have hoped for. A friend was great, a show of power was better - a little physical attention? That was the best. Because he had been long without as well.]

[Gabriel's hips hit his own and the Sin throws his weight to his thighs. He pushes up, meeting that grind with his own and he's slow about it - build it up, make it tender, make it count. He can wait, he can stretch it out. After all, he's got all the time in the world now and there's no one to bother him.] No - I always leave my possessions satisfied. After all, what's a good fuck between friends? [Another throaty whoop - Greed's entire body seems to shake. He's pretty sure

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[Gabriel gasps, the hands over him good, really good, freeing the ache in him and satisfying a long-forgotten itch. Those hands are everywhere though, along his back and down, or maybe it's simply that Gabriel's borrowed skin is on fire, awash with the sensations. Where Greed's hands did settle though, where his nails scratched or his fingers dug in, those parts of Gabriel seemed to tingle, a shiver of pleasure and anticipation going through him.

He can't help but laugh though, at the reminder. He knows he made a deal, he knows it. He can feel it weighing down on his grace, a pressure that will sit on his shoulders till he's done what he agreed. It's not distracting though, at least, not enough to stop him enjoying those hands and that mouth and that voice, possessive and hungry and slightly rough in the angel's ears.]

You think I'm about to forget? [He leans in, biting at Greed's bottom lip, tugging, a rough reminder of that first kiss, the promise that was made.] I don't forget. Anything. Ever.

[And it's true, he never has,

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[Greed allowed the exploration, welcomed it with a deep groan from his belly. He was hot, on fire - probably burning up with that bottled up thirst. He was built with the sin in mind and he was solid through out, muscle thick to hide away a precious stone locked inside his chest.] I don't like being forgotten - I've done that once, I won't have a repeat. [His voice was cool, tight - that little bit of history was for himself and he wanted to forget it. Lord god, did he want to forget that nightmare. Being burned alive in a pit of lava, only to be thrust into another body as a pawn. Greed's skin bristled for a moment, but settled under the warmth and tentativeness of Gabriel's touch.]

[Touched by an angel and forget your troubles; Greed had himself a laugh at that.]

I always want something - c'mon, we've done this song and dance. Always want more. [His voice went shrill again and he moved his hands to Gabriel's thighs, giving them a nice rake-down with his nails. The sound would have been terrible in a normal guy's ears, but Greed

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Don't hold back. Arch-angel. [Gabriel hissed out, half-warning, half-premission. There was no fear in him, there was nothing Greed could do that he couldn't recover from, nothing that could harm him and Gabriel was not above stopping the game if he didn't want to play anymore. But he coulsn't imagine calling a halt to it now, not with the sharpness of that new adrenline rush coursing through him, not a spike of lust and heat, but of hurt, of surprise and it flooded him, flesh submitted int those razor-sharp teeth, feeling the heart in his chest skip a beat as his own blood seeped out, as red and wet and metalic as any human's

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[So Greed obliged - he had the muscle to hold him and the angel steady as he careened into the back prep-counter. A bottle or two rolled off, sliding across old wood and hardy steel. One smashed on the floor, spilling whiskey and tainting the air with its stench. Greed laughed, honest and good, and retracted his teeth to lick away the blood.] Arch-Angel - that mean you're a bit fancier than the rest? I like that. [Because it was top-tier, the best of the very best.]

[He growled at the pull of his head, smile splitting his face. And his sunglasses fell down his nose, only stopped by the sheer fact that he was being yanked away from his mark. His eyes were alight again, pupils dilating furiously. Control was out of his hands now and why should he bother trying to get it back? He was the very essence of non-control.] The show I promised was when I'm back at 100% - this is just what I do on the side. [Greed shoved his partner back further and the bottles rattled in disapproval. The bar creaked and groaned and Greed barked out a heavy