Thread: Greed, At Times, Is Good (Lila Lupin & Erit of Eastcris)

RE Greed, At Times, Is Good Lila Lupin Erit of Eastcris Laressa blushed a bit as he called her virtuous and proceeded to ask if she had any vices. Laressa quite enjoyed having a drink every now and then. She enjoyed a good party, and honestly had a taste for vodka and tequila. However she had no intention of not watching her actions and getting drunk. The last thing she needed was to end the day by attempting to drunkenly molest and seduce her new husband. She shuddered at the thought. She remembered all to well the times she'd go out with her friend Kara, get horribly drunk and then Kara would have to step in and all but beat the guys away from her. Kara had saved her from making the mistake of going home with some idiot far too many times. Sometimes she was convinced that Kara was her guardian angel. She averted her eyes from him as he mentioned feeling a little guilty if he'd found that he'd stolen away some perfect little angel. I'm far from perfect, Arthur. She said with an almost sad smile. When he began to talk about how God could allow her into heaven despite being the wife of Mammon she noticed that a part of him sounded almost bitter. His sarcasm was more than evident and it almost broke her heart. She had to look away for a moment when he spoke of the deal and how he may never see her again once she passed on. She couldn't bear the look in his eyes. To see emotion in them, hurt, at least this emotion did. She wasn't sure why but she supposed she'd imagined him almost incapable of emotion. That regretful look in his eyes, the almost pained emptiness, made her sad. Suddenly she didn't want to go out. She didn't want to be in the eye of the public. Perhaps it would be better for them to get to know one another in the privacy of the suite back at the hotel than out at some fancy restaurant. She leaned forward and gently placed her hand on his knee to get his attention as she looked back up at him. She was certain there were tears clinging to her eyes though they hadn't escaped. Avarice? It was the first time she'd ever called him anything besides Arthur out loud. Could we go back? She asked softly. She didn't want to speak up too much as she was honestly afraid that her voice would give way if she tried to. She didn't expect him to understand. She didn't expect him to understand the sudden change in her mood, the tears that had yet to break from the confines of her eyes, or her sudden decision to not go out. I don't really want to go out anymore. She said as she looked down before sitting back up. She wasn't upset over anything he did, in fact she was more upset for him than anything else. He must have been so lonely. He'd been alive for so long and yet she was the first real companion that he'd had in quite some time she assumed. Maybe we could go back and just do something simple. She kept her gaze downcast as she spoke. I know you aren't that big on simple but maybe jut this once, please? She smiled weakly. She took a breath, knowing that she had no right to be upset. She wasn't the one that was lonely, Greed was. Perhaps we could just enjoy a simple meal, watch a movie, and enjoy a couple drinks? She knew she was opening a can of worms with that last suggestion. Might be a little easier to get to know one another back at the suite than at some crowded fancy restaurant.