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Pale green eyes gazed calmly at the young man who had spoken. She twisted a strand of her long red hair around one finger for a moment as she contemplated if she should reply. The slender woman's moment of contemplation likely felt longer than it actually was, but she decided perhaps it was worth it to attempt conversation rather than just observation.

"I suppose it could be better... but I've heard worse before."

Not very many perhaps mind you. Singing hadn't exactly been encouraged around the complex but there had been a few, most of them not very good at it either.

She took a sip of her drink, humming thoughtfully. "You might want to set your chair down before you hurt yourself. It would be a shame to injure yourself needlessly." If his choice of seating himself was any indication he was probably a reckless in his everyday life as well...

It took her a moment to realize he'd stopped singing (despite the fact that he was plenty loud in her ear), and the few words she had on her own caused her eyes to go round and before the music had even ended she was already turning to pummel his arm (lightly) for stopping like that, half tempted to bodily shove him off the stage.

A look of surprise crossed the mans face as the chair teetered dangerously, but luck was with him for the moment and he tilted forward, planting both feet on the carpeted floor and bringing one arm around to rest on the table. He moved his line of sight then from the two people on stage to the young woman next to him.

"Well it's not like they're bad singers. But that guy is a real bully. I'm surprised Lan Fan takes that from him, considering the way she felt about him before." His expression changed to a nostalgic smile as he looked back over at them again. The man was tilted over slightly, apparently the young woman had given him a stern elbow jab. "So what about you then?" He asked casually. "You going to get up there after they're finished?"

Since the blows were light Greed was able to mostly ignore them, and because of that he was then able to lift the microphone up to his mouth again.

"Hey let's have a round of applause for the lovely Lan Fan! She's really great right!?" He called out to the crowd....while doing his very best impersonation of Ling's voice.

A slight smile crossed her face at the near mishap. It was probably wrong to find it amusing, but she couldn't help herself.

"Ah I see. I wouldn't know." She took a sip of her drink again to give herself time to think perhaps. "My little sister and I are new to the area." She glanced to the people on the stage. She was actually pretty sure she recognized the man, a small frown appeared for a moment before it vanished back to a calm facade, but she definitely didn't know the young woman.

"No I don't believe I will be." She shook her head slowly. She wouldn't know anything, perhaps if she spent a few days in surveillance to figure things out and see if she even could... "I'll leave that to those who seem to know what they're doing." There was a small amused smile on her face at the almost joke. However it was true that they all probably knew more than her.

And then she just stops dead at the sound of "Ling's" voice, arm raised mid air, her face frozen in shock.

"Ah hell" his voice already back to it's usual timber "Looks like she's done for the night. Let's have on more round of applause!" And just as he had earlier in the evening Greed reaches around the woman's slender waist and picks her up under his arm to cart her off the stage and back to the couch where he can set her down and make sure her heart didn't just stop completely.

"Hey. You alright babe?" His casual question is accompanied by a hand waving in front of her eyes.

With a shrug of his shoulders Edward smiled. "What's there to know? The words to the song appear on the screen up there" He pointed lazily "And then the melody plays and you sing along. Of course, most people only to it when they've had a lot of alcohol. You know; liquid courage." He chuckles dryly, but then the man calls out in an entirely different voice and Edward can't help but frown. "That's pretty low Greed" He mumbled, not wanting to admit that the look on Lan Fan's face was actually pretty amusing.

Then as if remembering for the first time he turned to the young woman once again. "I'm Edward, Edward Elric. What's your name?"

And the moment Greed's voice went back to normal the freeze wore off and her outrage took its place again. "Y-you--" and you know what? FORGET THAT WHOLE HOLDING BACK THING, THAT WAS A LOW BLOW!!

Forget the friendly taps to his arm, she flat out shoved him toward the edge of the stage before following up with a well aimed kick to his head.

>8(

Really he should have known better, but Greed was nothing if not reckless in his actions and now he was going to pay for that. First by feeling her suddenly using her full body weight against him and then by having the back of his skull kicked. He rarely ever protected his head and from time to time this came back to bite him as well, so it was that he found himself careening off the stage and right into the round table in front, which broke under his weight and momentum.

Still, he managed to pull himself up out of the debris, sitting on his knees so that he could rub the back of his head and mutter almost sheepishly "Okay, I deserved that."

"I would think it's best to know something of songs before you try to sing one." There was an odd faintly sad smile on her face, she shook her head clearing it. "I tend not to rush into anything or indulge much in 'liquid courage'." There's a faint smile on her face at the term.

She raises an eyebrow at his reaction to the change in tone and his comment, but it's probably better not to ask. That mumbled name however definitely rings a few bells, she frowned. Probably best to keep her distance from Greed.

The smile reappears on her face at the introduction although she can't help her nerves. She's read that name before. "It's a pleasure to meet you Mister Elric. You can call me Patience."

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Lan Fan finally jumped off the stage herself, landing just beside him with another growled 'idiot' before going to take back her seat on the couch.

"Patience huh? That's a nice name." He comments with an approving nod as he watched Lan Fan plant Greed into a table. He can't resist chuckling at the scene. "Serves him right, pulling something likethat" And he almost gets up, preparing to go and fix the now broken table. He stops however as if remembering something important and sits back down. The table he's at is pretty much bare except for a small loaf of bread and a glass of water. He didn't say anything but the observant person could see that he wasn't a drinker either.

"Patience is something I've never been that great at myself. My Brother though, he's got Patience by the bucketload!" He chuckled and took a chunk out of his bread before rocking back on the chair again, as though he had grown into the habit and hadn't yet learned how to break out of it.

"Ah, thank you." She smiles, faintly relieved. "I take it that you are... an friend of theirs? They seem like a lively bunch." She can't help but look around, it's nice to see that she's not the only one who isn't downing any alcohol right now. Perhaps it isn't as odd as she feared it would be.

"I'm not surprised. I haven't seen much of you but you just don't seem the type, just the way you sit would say that much to me." She took a sip of her drink. "Your brother is lucky. It's not a bad trait to have. It means you know how to wait for the right moment."

Although before you could wait for the right moment to find your opportunity first you had to know what opportunity you were seeking. That was where the trouble was lately.

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He remained on the ground for another moment, leaning back on his knees to crack his back and neck. She'd really done a number on him after all. For a second he briefly placed the palms of his hands on his legs, a habit he'd picked up while sharing a body with Ling. He remembered quickly though and within a breath he was back up on his feet and heading over to the couch to flop down on the cushions and throw his arms carelessly over the back.

"Look at this." He nodded toward the remains of the table "I'm going to have to replace it." Greed shook his head. He hated losing something he owned. And having to replace it was even worse because it usually meant spending money.

"Yeah I suppose it's not." He gave another small nod, and without looking over again idly folded his hands behind his head. "By the way. That's an interesting mark you've got there. Mind telling me about it?" His gaze turned serious then. She hadn't done anything to indicate she was a threat but even if she had, he couldn't fight more of them on his own.

Well it had come although it had taken longer than she had thought it might. She took a sip for her glass keeping her voice calm her smile fading.

"It's just a birthmark. Nothing unusual about that is there?" A single eyebrow arched upwards with her query.

It was a shame it was so visible. No chance of blending in which was all she really wanted at this point.

Of course he wasn't convinced. With the amount of time he'd spent just with Greed/Ling he knew an Oroborus when he saw one. Edward crossed his arms over his chest and sighed. "You know, if you told that to anyone else they'd probably believe you. But I think we both know you've got the same mark as that guy in the front" He gestured to the couch where Greed and Lan Fan were sitting.

"What I don't get is; where were you? If you're here to carry out that Bearded Bastards plans, you're kinda late to the party aren't you?" Even as he was conversing calmly the young man's mind was racing, trying to map out some kind of strategy should this polite conversation take an aggressive turn.

"Yes, yes I know." She sighed. It had at least been worth a try. "And as far as the 'Bearded Bastard' as you call him... We never met." She shook her head. "My creators were loath to let anyone leave the complex. After all they hadn't exactly been permitted to do what they did."

Patience kept herself calm and didn't move. It was best not to do anything that he might take as provocation. She did not want to fight him, but if she needed to she would. Chastity needed someone to look after her after all.

Golden hair pulled back in a loose ponytail, Mokuren gazed longlingly at the stage through amber colored eyes. She was wearing a simple pale blue t-shirt and a dark brown knee length skirt. The woman wanted desperately to go up to the stage and sing her heart out, but she knew the result of that would be disastrous. Still, she could feel the urgings of the few house plants that adorned the corners of the room. "Please sing for us!" they called and she could only think I'm sorry. If I do that...I'll cause trouble for everyone.

How nice it would be if she could though...

She sat down, her feathers still clearly ruffled and not the least bit remorseful over his table, of all things. "Cause and effect," she answered bluntly.

The homunculus let out a long exhale and allowed his line of sight to shift over to the woman next to him. "You're going to be made about that for a while, I can tell". He said without looking too worried about it. And without missing a beat he shifted topics as the cleaning crew swept away the table wreckage. "Where are you staying by the way? And why are you the only one. Should you be with that guy at all times?" He per-emptively raised his hands in defense "I'm not trying to be rude I'm just...curious."

She looked over, eyes narrowed, at him for a moment at his line of questioning before answering, "Here and there. The location does not matter so long as it is secure." She chewed the second inquiry over for a moment. "Yes. But Master-Ling does not always wish to follow the rules exactly at times." Meaning he wanted a little space while he could afford to have it.

"Must be pretty good for you then. Having things change like this". He smiled and seemed to relax in his chair. She didn't look like she wanted a fight and for now that was good enough for him. "Just don't follow in Greeds stupid footsteps and try to take over the world or something." He paused then as he contemplated her name and it's likely meaning.

"How many more of you guys are there anyway? If there are a lot, I think I'm going to have to meet you all just to be on the safe side."

She shrugged. "I suppose although I have my own concerns." She relaxed slightly as he seemed to settle. She really didn't want to hurt anyone. "I have my little sister to look after and she..." She shook her head putting a hand to it with a slight smile. "Can be a bit of a handful sometimes."

She stood for a moment, stretching to relieve some of the tension from before. "You really don't have to worry about that. I certainly wouldn't want to follow in his footsteps from what I know... What I have is nearly enough... although not entirely what I need." She sighed, "Then again I suppose it's that way for everyone."

She sat back down crossing her legs and leaning back slightly in her seat. In general adopting a less guarded and nervous position than when she had first arrived. Not to say she wasn't alert just in case something should arise.

"As of right now." There was a moderate pause as she got lost in thought for a moment. "I believe there are only four of us. Five at most if she's still alive. There were - are - two more in development, but if they haven't been born yet I may have put a substantial delay on it."

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