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I do suppose the tantrums are over with. Though avoiding me was rather childish.

Claire seems to be quite the recruiter.

However, I need a new list of the current employees of Devil's Nest. This does not include those who just reside here. I need people on the payroll and what they do.

Or if you still need an assignment of what you're doing, let myself or Greed know. Note that standing around does not count as a job.

I will shove my Walther P38 under your chin until you work if I have to.

I have decided I have no true desire to return home at this point. But to be honest, does anyone here have that desire? It is hard to repent for something you do not feel sorry for.

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.

Friday was quite the exciting day.
First, someone broke into the boarding house, well, two actually. I should thank you for breaking the windows. It did make quite the lovely mess. But I did get the chance to see such a creature. A creature that gave me some very interesting wounds -- long gone, by now. I have never seen such a baffled... ...stance from something. I think our existence baffled it, Greed.

Heine, I should thank you, not only did you prove me right, but I got to play with you. The others did as well, I understand. Did you have fun, girls? Everyone? It was quite enjoyable.

Though I do think that my suit has been ruined beyond belief. Very bloody. But it was terribly worth it. Much more fun than I have had for some time.

Also, Father's Day, Greed -- I hope you had a good one.

This displeases me.

Greatly.

I can not even start to describe how displeased this place has made me as of currently.

I never was acquainted with the other gods, so this does not effect me much. Although it seems Devil's Nests' operations are going to be restored on the upper level. The employees will be able to access it. And only it.

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Greed would like me to mention the boarding house for those who need a place to stay. It is in relatively decent for the lower level, of course condition. All we ask is that people participate in helping with maintaining the "community", one could say.

I, personally, have noticed fluctuations in our population, so it can not hurt to offer to those who need it.

If anyone is wondering where the chairs in Devil's Nest are, I have temporarily stacked them up and placed them in my room. The tables have all been pushed against the wall.

It appears Claire has disappeared.

And I would really prefer nothing breakable be where Greed could get a hold of it.

Darling, if you really need something to break, you know I do have a reason for being here.

Yes, I will replace things on the floor of Devil's Nest when it gets to be evening.


[[ He's totally serious. He stacked up the chairs and pushed them into his room. >:, and what he couldn't fit, went into other's rooms. Also, the tables are all pushed up against the wall.]]

Arm is in a sling now. Your help was appreciated, Anemone.

Also, after party tonight at Devil's Nest. I expect your best behavior.

Do not forget a broken arm does not mean I can't accurately point and fire a hand gun.

Luki, Noki, would you like to attend the ball?

I do not think I will dance.