panfandia | Open Mic Night!

While he still hadn't gotten the woman to sing, Greed had to admit he was having a good time. And the patrons that were still conscious were watching him which of course made him feel good. But regardless he couldn't let her off the hook so easily, so since she so generously decided to scoot close to him Greed placed one hand on her opposite shoulder and leaned over so she could almost feel his breath when he spoke. "You're going to make me sing this whole song by myself? You're more stubborn than I thought".

"Don't go trying some new fashion
Don't change the color of your hair
You always have my unspoken passion
Although I might not seem to care"

Quite the opposite of him, Lan Fan could feel the eyes on them and she wanted to sink into the floor all the more. "I never agreed to do this in the first place, idiot," she growled, hugging herself and leaning into him further even while her face lit up more.

The physical contact was (unsurprisingly) welcome, and he apparently had a talent for talking in between verses. "Shouldn't you reach out and experience new things or something?" This was definitely getting more interesting. But he couldn't resist taking another jab "Or you know you could just keep leaning against me. That's okay too." Then he cleared his throat rather loudly and;

"I need to know that you will always be
The same old someone that I knew
What will it take till you believe in me
The way that I believe in you?"

Now the big question was whether or not he could keep his singing voice even when she offered a hard jab to his stomach with her elbow. He was lucky it was the one made of flesh and bone.

But fine.

If he was listening past his own voice though, he might have picked up on her mumbling the last few lines of the song... despite the fact that her only exposure to it were what he had already sung.

Greed felt her elbow pressing into his stomach as though they were in slow motion. He knew (and somewhat hated) what had to happen then, but there was no avoiding it and he took the hit rather than shield up and risk injuring the woman. As a result his voice faultered a bit on the last few lines, causing some of the more alert patrons a round of chuckles which he ignored. Instead he fell silent which proved to be worth the pain, even if the lines were only mumbled.

"I said I love you and that's forever
And this I promise from the heart
I could not love you any better
I love you just the way you are"

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.

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.

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.

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."

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.

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.

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.

"Yeah. I always liked that about him." Greed gave a small nod as he considered the situation. The man kept his eyes on the stage for a long time. "There are bedrooms on the second floor. You wouldn't need to pay or anything. Third floor is all Mine though so unless you plan on sharing a bed with me you might want to stay out of there. Not that I'd mind of course." A broad grin crossing his face, Greed almost chuckled as he ran a few fingers through the loose strands of hair that weren't long enough to fit into his ponytail. He couldn't resist flirting, or didn't bother to at any rate.

That last comment earns him a look. Apparently his goal today really was to have her kick his ass. "That will not be necessary," she answered bluntly. But I will extend your offer to Master Ling." She had little doubt they would accept. It seemed as though they spent most of their time there as it was.

"Sure if you want." He nodded before standing up and stretching. The place was getting empty which was usually a good indication that it was almost time to close up. "I was talking about you specifically though. You know while Ling get's his 'space' or whatever it is he needs right now". Greed crossed his arms over his chest, still apparently looking at everything except her. Inside the man was completely frustrated. Trying his damnedest to do something nice for a person he respected was not something Greed was accustomed to but he'd decided he was going to do this and so he couldn't back out now.

Lan Fan looked over to him then, her expression caught between suspicion and gratitude. She raised her chin a bit as she focused on him. The fact of the matter was that Ling was planning to meet her back here... and even if Greed hadn't invited her in, she probably would have been sleeping on the roof.

"Alright," she answered, lowering her eyes for just a moment before setting a warning gaze on him. "But don't try anything funny."

Greed turned toward her and for a moment there almost seemed to be some kind of color on his face. But then he rolled his eyes sarcastically and shook his head. "Come ON". He groaned as he began to help put chairs on top of tables. "You really think I'd do something like that without getting your full and possibly written consent?" He waved a hand at her as if batting the vary notion away dismissively "Not a chance Ninja Girl. Not only would I have to answer to that little-- to Ling, but it's just no fun that way!" He turned then, finally facing her again with his broad shark-like smile

"When Ladies scream MY name. I want it to be a happy sound."

"Considering you just alluded to having me in your bed--" she started off bluntly--before he finished on that last comment and utterly derailed her train of thought, causing her her to stutter over her words while her face turned that lovely shade of bright red all over again.

And she abruptly turned, putting her back to him while crossing her arms. "Well that is not going to happen."

"Fine fine" He told her, though he was still smiling in a kind of 'reminiscing about things you don't want to know about' way. The last chair had been set up for the night and all that was left was to kick the last couple of drunks out and shut the downstairs lights off. Without all the yelling and music the place seemed almost peaceful in it's silence.

"Have you eaten yet?" He asked casually once his little trip down memory lane was over. "I mean besides the popcorn from earlier" He added after a pause.

She stubbornly ignored his question for a long minute until her stomach answered it for her with a loud growl. Another second or two of inward grumbling and she replied, "It was a while ago."

Her stomach answered before she did and Greed completely failed at no smiling about the noise. Considering the situation brought about the realization though that he hadn't eaten in a while either, and considering the time of day (close to three in the morning), presented another problem.

"Well there isn't much that's open right now, but there's a kitchen upstairs so I can fix something for you" He didn't mention that the kitchen was in the top floor that he'd already proclaimed to be 'his domain'. But then again she didn't have to sleep there to share a meal with the man.

Open Mic Night!

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