"Always with the shooting," Greed snickered. "You should try some real fighting one day, you might enjoy it a little more." Not the the lighter man whould pose much of a threat to him, but it would be fun to match him nonetheless. And an excuse to grapple was never a bad thing.
Greed raised an eyebrow. "You know how to wrestle?" Never would have guessed. Wonder how good he is... Well, it would certainly pass the time, and Greed thought he could probably win, which made it even better.
"How about a quick match?" he suggested. "Just friendly, of course, since I wouldn't want to hurt you..." The slight grin that played over Greed's lips could have almost been mocking.
Yazoo sat quietly and thought it over, but it didn't sound to bad of an idea. "Fine, a quick match then."
Getting up he almost pouted at the lost of the comfy bed, but hid it will if anything. He moved towards the center of the room and nodded towards Greed. "Where exactly do you wish to do this?"
Moving towards Yazoo, Greed stopped about a metre away. "Here should be fine, we have enough room to move." He stretched slightly and pulled off the jacket, tossing it to one side. He stood loosely, relaxed and regarded Yaz with a smile. "Anytime you're ready, Silver."
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His hands idly stroked the fur of the cat that peeked its head out of the covers just slightly. His eyes were trained on Greed as they spoke.
"Though with your shield up you probably are near the same match as him."
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"How about a quick match?" he suggested. "Just friendly, of course, since I wouldn't want to hurt you..." The slight grin that played over Greed's lips could have almost been mocking.
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Getting up he almost pouted at the lost of the comfy bed, but hid it will if anything. He moved towards the center of the room and nodded towards Greed. "Where exactly do you wish to do this?"
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This would be interesting.
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