Lust The Lascivious

Another instance of someone calling him pint-sized, and he reacts in the ways he usually does. By yelling, ready to throttle them before someone else holds him back, only in this case when he’s about to he feels the hand on his shoulder – and he tenses up when she speaks. Glancing over, he shrugs off her hand from his shoulder as he turns to look at her fully. “Yeah? I wonder what you could mean by that.” He knows full well, though. “It seems unwanted attention will always find me no matter what.”

“Yeah, we should, I wouldn’t want you running off and causing trouble for someone else.” Even if the last he knew of her was that she was dead, it was the same for Envy and Hughes. There’s something weird about how this city can just bring people back to life, but it couldn’t be human transmutation.

Pressing his lips together, he knows better than to allude to the fact that his brother is here with him, just not with him right now. He doesn’t want her looking for him or using him as leverage over him, so, “I haven’t seen him either, which is pretty lucky on my part, with you homunculi popping up left and right.” He opts for this instead. “What are you doing here?” There’s no concern laced in his words, only that of irritation and the obvious feeling that he doesn’t actually wanna be there.

Lust kept her eyes on the boy, seeing that he had no intention of fighting for now. What a shame... it would have been a good way to kill off some time, but talking isn’t half bad. A light chuckle escapes, hearing the irritation the other gave off, such an emotion shown off towards their kind... nothing she wasn’t use to at all.

“I see. It really is a shame. I would have love a few words with him.” More to discuss what the other’s brother remembered, if he was a witness to her death as well or not. “I thought with us running around, you would want him close by to watch over him. Have you consider the others that are not here are going after him?” Though in all honesty, he wasn’t the one that was needed. This boy however, was a key that Father needs to keep alive.

Sure enough, that thick aura that came with the homunculi, something like being watched by a predator from the shadows, causes Envy to stop in their tracks. Their shoulders droop, assuming Greed to have tracked them down for something. Couldn’t the guy just go away, like he did before? Envy was almost more hopeful for the uneasy truce called between themself and the Fullmetal brat than the fact their own brother was lurking about.

Just as they turn to shout at the wrong homunculus, Lust speaks up. And Envy couldn’t have smiled any wider than they do.

“Lust!”

They turn to meet her when she approaches, hardly put off by her light-hearted jab or comment upon their lost ability. Just seeing her, alive and seemingly well, was a much-needed booster shot to their mood. They’d begun to miss her back home, still sour toward the Colonel for what he’d done to her. “Finally, somebody reasonable in this place! I was wondering when someone like us would show up, but Greed beat you to it.”

Approaching at a reasonable distance as she listen to what the other had to say, Lust let her smile soften just a bit, bringing a hand up to pat their head gently. She was glad to run into him. “I’m sorry for suddenly leaving you. Or not being the first to meet up with you. You must have gone through so much without me.” From what it seem, a lot must have happen for the other to miss her this much. Or they just really did miss her. Either way, it was good to see them, better then over a handful of others she could have run into.

There was nothing sweeter then revenge. That thought had not come into mind until her eyes caught site of a Colonel who was the result of her demise. There was no real grudge held against him, but he was the reason she had to suddenly leave two of her beloved siblings without a word. Even if it was in a completely different world, Lust will enjoy taking her time with the Colonel. What better way to attract his attention then using two of her fingers, both extending to sharp claws as it made its way between the other’s neck, one false move, and there will heads rolling. The Colonel’s head to be more precise.

“Well well. What do we have here.” It wasn’t a question at all, directed towards a certain homunculus that she thought would never come back from the boiling pot he was dipped into. Though at least she can understand the burning sensation he felt, how it was like to feel the flesh of their bodies, right down to their bones, that eventually disappeared along with their existence. A part of Lust really did hope he didn’t hear about her death. It would be an annoyance to deal with him speaking upon past matters. So she may as well be as formal as possible.

There was no mistaking it. The voice, the way he argued, the red coat and blonde hair. Who would have thought Lust would come into contact with the Fullmetal Alchemist here. It seem as if everything was how it was in their own world, recalling how offended the other would be when someone comments on his size. The only difference was that their was no Alphonse near by. Such a shame the brothers were a part for now, but it would provide her with some entertainment.

Despite time having no effect when entering this city, seeing Envy felt as if she had not seen him for a long time. Why would someone such as herself suddenly be filled with such an emotion? The answer was too obvious that she could never truthfully admit. Lust had come to miss both Envy and Gluttony after her demise. Being brought back into this city without either of them felt somewhat lonely. Though it seemed as if they were both alive and well. That was the only conclusion she could come up with. What did it mean seeing Envy here? If anything had happened to them or Gluttony... well, she could never forgive the individual responsible.

One of the most memorable facts in this city were the amount of those that were not human such as herself. A different species that brought slight interest into others. of course, humans could never outshine their growth of the small life spam they are given. However, catching a glimpse of someone that gave a sense of someone not being human. This will be interesting to uncover. At least, it will kill some time in this place before anything happens.

Being brought back to this city can be consider a blessing or a curse. To Lust, she feels indifferent to whatever reason she was brought back. After all, time doesn’t exist when someone is already dead. Spreading that fact to others is quiet unnecessary. It would be best to keep that to herself, and continue on with whatever she can remember about this city. For the time being, it would be best to stay alert of her surroundings, and act as if her death never happened at all. What better way to forget all about that then to be acquainted with a stranger in this city. Going back to the way things were is the simplest way to act as if nothing was troubling her mind.

The homunculus’ eyes caught the site of someone looking through a boquet of flowers in Sector Six. A change of scenery from where she was staying was nothing to argue about as she approach the other, standing close to him before looking at the flowers.

“Look Sis, last time I saw you was right before Pops melted me down into philosopher’s juice. Y’know. After he crucified me.”

“Can you blame me for bein’ less than enthused about our little impromptu family reunion?”

“You were a fool, and thus deserve what happen to you. There wasn’t anything I could have said or done to help you. Those were all your choices in the end.”

[ big sis PLEASE that idiot greed is here and i’ve been so lonely! ]