Second Shield || EVENT

[deathbyoil]

*Greed was nursing on a bottle of beer at the bar. He had taken off his tux' bowtie, letting his dress shirt lay open a few buttons up top, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows. He wasn't one for formal things. It made him feel all stuffy and just.. ugh. He taps his foot on the floor irritatedly, looking at the walls, his knuckles a light red color

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[likeahex]

[His date is just waking up. And is staring in horror at her tight fitting dress]

...what the hell.

[deathbyoil]

*Greed perks up and glances over his shoulder at her and slowly smiles, chuckling*

Rise and shine, buttercup.

[likeahex]

[Her confusion quickly turns into anger as she turns to glare at him.]

Want to say that ag-

[Pause, as a brief note of recognition. And then indiference.]

....Oh it's you. When'd you stop being a drone?

[deathbyoil]

...A drone?

*He quickly takes the rest of his beer, and guzzles it down before he stands up from his seat, crossing his arms over his chest*

And how the hell do you know me? I sure as hell don't remember you.