05-19-2018, 09:11 PM
Greed was one human himself. Well, not human, exactly. An artificial human, rather--a vessel of sorts. He had been created to carry out an old man's plots, and was then destroyed when he refused. It had taken him long enough. He had disobeyed for centuries, focused on his own goals, his own path of life. His father's schemes didn't interest him. He had better things to do.
The panther tilts his head as he pads over, curious as to what these flower crowns were. They were just as the name implied, it seemed. He'd never seen such things before, and while he wasn't too intrigued by the prospect, he wanted to have it anyways. It was a thing to own, after all. "I'll take one," he says with a grin. He looks down at the pile through his shades, already picking out what he wanted.
"SPEECH"
The panther tilts his head as he pads over, curious as to what these flower crowns were. They were just as the name implied, it seemed. He'd never seen such things before, and while he wasn't too intrigued by the prospect, he wanted to have it anyways. It was a thing to own, after all. "I'll take one," he says with a grin. He looks down at the pile through his shades, already picking out what he wanted.
"SPEECH"