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So it seems Greed is hiring.

One of the first things I need to look for is people who are capable of cooking. We can not only have one or two people working in a kitchen. And we also need more people for the paper work. I will not do paper work.

Mother, Freuling, Lily -- if any of you are in need of anything, let me know, I am going to the upper level.

Eyepatch is acting bizarre. I think I may have offended her. And Heine. Maybe not enough attention.

I think, perhaps, I will bring them to work tonight.
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You. Will. Pay. You know who you are. Consequences, you will pay for them, and I do not just mean your privileges. The trip into that dungeon was much more enjoyable the second time.

Someone very important is here. Someone... yes. She knows the truth. She knows what he is. She knows what being torn apart feels like. Torn apart by a rabid dog who always seems to rebel. Biting the hand that feeds can be a dangerous hobby. Do you want to starve?

I still wish I had seen it. If only what I have no would have been something that existed then. No, these eyes did not see the way he crumbled on top of a pile of corpses and blood. What a beautiful thing. A sight for sore eyes, I'm sure. But I would have loved it.

It is almost worthy of poetry. A sonnet on his misery, carved into his flesh. A poem for those who he has killed, and those he destroyed. It could be a wonderful work of poetry! A shame I'm not much of an artist, I would adore to do a painting. I hardly count scribbling the words "Mine" and "Die" on the side of buildings terribly suiting. Ah, as you may have guessed, as far as I'm concerned, they are permanent unless someone else wishes to clean them up. I have no intention to. I think they are lovely.

I am no longer a sole survivor of this. A barely beating heart and flesh left waiting to be rebuilt. I have someone to share this with again. I had been the only one for so long. I must, must see her.

Lily. Such... a word. It is almost like a foul language to desperate ears. Blood stained, white hands, knowing his sin -- to know what he had done! I bet you are proud, Heine! So terribly proud! No, no! We must play soon. No excuses. And even if you deny it, I will find you. And we will play.

The creatures here are barely satisfactory.

That child was barely satisfactory. And it is against my recommendation to do that again. Lest I be forced to actually want to kill you. How fortunate I find mortal bodies to be little entertainment.

A good few days indeed.

Greed, do tell me you have no plans tonight. Or I will force you to cancel them.

Sechzehn.

Apr. 29th, 2008 08:15 pm
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I have a dog. A real one. An Albino Doberman, which I have lovingly named Heine. Unlike the Heine that is my brother, it is obedient. I much prefer an obedient dog, though that isn't to say I'm ever going to give up the brother whom I adore.

Also, I request that there is no more discussions of sex. Especially ones where I am to take part in them.

That was fun. Greed, if you have not tossed out what I wore, I will. There was a bit much blood. I am glad I chose to wear something other than my suit. It would have never cleaned up. And I've had to do so many repairs to it thanks to the bullet holes.

It is good to be back as I am.

Anemone, thank you for the gift. And the bar looks very good.

[[ Picture of Puppy is here~, he'll be in Giovanni's room at Devil's Nest. ]]

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