▼ I'M NUCLEAR, I'M WILD ▼

Never in a million years did he think he would fall in love again, or at least give into such feelings, but here he was, laying here and cuddling his girlfriend. It was nice to think that he could call her that now, his girlfriend. If she wasn't laying on top of him right now, he might float away. It was true, he realized with an absentminded chuckle, she had made him turn into some cheesy bachelor he hardly recognized. The worst part was that he didn't mind.

Damn, she was about to make him cry, too. He can feel his eyes start to burn when she expresses how much he meant to her, his mouth opening to share the sentiment but he just closed it, afraid he would just make it worse by the way his throat constricted with tears. If only he could tell her that she put the stars and the moon in the night sky, or that she could outshine the sun any day.

Greed's chest rumbles at her kisses, reveling in the affection, something he hadn't gotten in so long. It felt nice to be love, but most of all, it felt nice to be loved back. When she offers to go inside, though, he nods with a smirk, the memories of earlier days bringing a bittersweet feeling. He wished he hadn't have been such an idiot back then. At least they were united now, brought back together by fate. Too bad he didn't believe in anything like that.

"Yeah, sounds good." he agrees, then pouts dramatically. "Aw, where's the fun in that? Fine, fine." He grins, begrudgingly allowing her to slip out of his grip. He remembers when they first watched a movie together, when he had been so awe-struck by the technology. He had never seen anything like it before, considering what kind of things they had back in Amestris.

As they make their way into the hut, the jaguar tries to keep quiet, mindful of the cub sleeping in the other room. He also kept an eye out for any crocodiles that might be watching him, waiting to pounce. He didn't feel like losing a leg tonight, no sir.

T R A C K

▼ I'M NUCLEAR, I'M WILD ▼

He can't help the pang in his chest at the sight of the kit's watery eyes, a frown tugging at his mouth. He doesn't understand what they're saying, given that he had never sat down and learned Spanish, so he silently stands. When she mentions her name among a string of words he doesn't understand, he perks up, unsure how to feel considering he didn't know what she just said about him. Hopefully good things.

He could have sighed in relief when she finally turned to him and spoke in a language he could understand. Keep an eye on him. That was implying something he wasn't too excited for. Brows furrowing, he opens his mouth to speak, but she's already going on, warning him not to be a bad influence. He can't help but grin.

"You hurt me, Rox. I'm the definition of innocence." said the jaguar, lifting a paw and holding it to his chest as if he had been wounded by her words.

Greed's face heats up at the kiss to his cheek but he manages to play it off, watching her leave with a smirk. Now it was just him and Roan. Great.

Coming closer to him, he takes a seat next to the kitten, curling his tail around him comfortingly. Then he's silent for a moment, stiffly trying to figure out what to say. "So," he starts, then clears his throat.
"how's life? Aside from the uh, y'know."

He cringes inwardly at his awkwardness, but otherwise keeps a straight face. He didn't want to leave a bad impression on the kid, considering he was dating his mom and he wasn't too eager to screw up what they had going. It was what he had been hoping for for a while now and it was too early to go and ruin it by being a douche to her son, intentionally or unintentionally.

A face she recognizes is the first to approach, the serval lifting her head at the sound of steps coming closer. She smiles as a sense of familiarity washes over her at the sight of the canine, though she can't quite remember the name.

"Hi! Yeah, that's me!" she says, beaming. She was happy that he remembered her! She wasn't sure if anyone would, or if anyone she had met before was still around, for that matter. "And you're, um...David!" she squeaks so confidently, even though it was, unfortunately, the wrong name. She should get points for trying, at least.

Then two others come along, a large lion that was pretty intimidating to the small kitten and a hyena that was silent, save for a grunt. She gives them both a big smile, eager to meet some new people.

Hearing his question, Florence nods in confirmation. "Yeah, I did for a little while. Then I got a little lost out in the swamp, but I'm back now!

▼ I'M NUCLEAR, I'M WILD ▼

The wonder and curiosity of childhood was something he didn't have the opportunity to experience, though he had admittedly been awed at the new world he found himself in when he was first created. Just made and with no knowledge of the world, he had no choice but to follow Father, to do as he was told. He trusted him in those days. Sure, he was selfish, it was just in his nature, but he wanted to stick to his side, if only because he had many things to learn.

Now Greed had centuries of experience under his belt, years upon years of watching things being built only to crumble back down into nothing. He had seen birth and death. It was tiring, sometimes, to carry the weight of it all. It brought to him a pessimistic nature, one that would come back to haunt him no matter how much he tried to look on the bright side and hope for the best. He knew that, in the end, good things didn't last long.

Aimlessly wandering about the beach, having just come from the tavern to have a little fun (not that kind, he was spoken for now) and hear the latest gossip, he's stopped when he hears a wailing nearby. Ears swiveling around, he makes his way towards the source of the noise, a frown pulling at his face when he sees Roxie's kid, Roan.

He's hesitant to approach, watching as his girlfriend coddled her son, the jaguar shuffling his paws as he felt suddenly out of place. He still felt bad about the way he acted when he first met the kid. Still, despite the feelings he was experiencing, he forces himself to trot over.

"Hey, is the kiddo okay?" he asks, purple eyes studying Roan behind the shades. Hopefully he didn't scare him, on account of how he acted when they met, or made him angry, even. He wouldn't blame him if he got upset.

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As empty as he felt whenever she wasn't around,
a part of him was glad that she had reacted the way she did, a sadistic part of him rejoicing in the fact that maybe she had finally had enough of him. What had he done to deserve such a lovely girl like her, anyway? It was for the best. He hurt her multiple times in the past, and he wasn't ready to do so again, pain being the only thing he could see himself causing had she embraced him. He was a player, so to speak, someone who was good at keeping your bed warm at night but would be gone by the time you woke up. There's a bitter taste on his tongue when he remembers back to when he had done that to Roxie herself.

But oh how he longed for her still, despite it all. He wanted to hold her, to be there for her when she felt down, to dry her tears, and most of all, to show her just how much he cared for her. He wanted to be the object of her affection, just like she was his.

The jaguar sighs, dark pelt blending into the dark around him as he watches the tides, calm and seren under the night sky. It was a good night to make a wish, to dream of something he knew he shouldn't have.

Just before he could make a wish upon a star, the words just on the tip of his tongue, someone calls out his name. It startles him, head whipping around just in time to catch a glimpse of warm fur, a blur of color crashing into him. He lands hard and braces himself for claws and teeth, ready to feel the pain, to defend himself against whoever this may be, but no hits or bites ever come.

He recognizes her quickly, a face that he hadn't seen often but one that was still burned into his mind. He swallows hard.

He's somewhat surprised that she hadn't come to berate him, chastise him for being such an idiot. No, instead she was here with a smile and teary eyes. He wasn't sure which was worse.

"Roxie," he says, quietly, as if he was unsure. He tries to brush off the additional bit of surprise from her sudden shifting; he had seen weirder. "don't apologize. I deserved it, y'know, for being a dumbass." He curses the way his voice strains with emotions, and the way his face heats up when she nuzzles into him, holding him tightly. Stop it.

He hopes that this is just a dream, but at the same time, he would be so happy if it was real. "I'm-" he starts, then stops, scrambling to figure out what to say, or at least how to say what he wanted to without sounding like a big cliche. "I meant it, too. I, uh..Heh, I'm not used to saying out loud. Sorry."

Greed takes a deep breath, filling his lungs with air until they burned, then released it in a hard exhale. "I love ya, too, Rox."

Once it leaves his mouth, he knows there's no taking it back. But he doesn't want to. Wrapping a large paw around her, he holds her tight, his chin pressing into the back of her neck. His heart is beating so fast he fears that it would explode. Even if it did, he would die happy.

"Damn, what did I do to deserve a girl like you? I guess I'm just real lucky."

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