Today, was one of those weird days...

[Toss Ivanova]

The thin sheets barely did anything to remedy the fact that he had left his window wide open the previous night. It was FUCKING FREEZING! Savvy, his albatross, was actually perched on the open window pane with one foot up and the other locked down. His head was nestled comfortably behind his large white wings, asleep. "You've got feathers, you cheater," he murmured from under the sheets, his face in a pillow. The cool summer morning eventually morphed into a heat-ravaged masterpiece of humidity that made the lanky homunculus want to light that thin sheet on fire. Funny how things changed...

He got up at noon and stretched, fingers nearly brushing the glass of his ceiling. He looked up and grimaced as the sunlight punctured his brain, almost feeling his pupils shrink to nothing. "AhhIcan'tsee!" He was talking to himself again. No, he was talking to his sleeping bird that paid him no mind whatsoever. "SAVVY." The albatross jolted at the sound of his name and arched his head back around to blink inquisitively at him, then yawned. The beak opened, the tongue waggled... He wasn't amused. "And where were you last night? I had to leave the window open again." The bird cowered for a moment, ducking its head only for it to bob up again as if nothing had ever happened. The Ishvallan sighed. "Fine, whatever. I don't care anymore. But I'm going to Central today to pick up the G47 piece I need for The Falllacy, got it? So fend for yourself for dinner tonight." He leaned over from where he stood until the skylights and pet Savvy, not bothering to hide his fond smile; no one else was around.

Then he spent the next two hours trying to decide which tooth brush to use. He had eight...and it was such a hard choice. Why did they make so many goddamned brands!? He had to have them all. They all did different things. Fine. He picked the blue one and shoved it in his mouth. Funny thing was that there were also a million kinds of toothpaste, but they all sucked (he tried them). So he just stuck with Crest...whitener. Yeah, it whitens your teeth too. Get that shit. He spit; washed his face; washed his hands; ran the water through his white, terribly disheveled hair; and then exited said ornate bathroom. He never used that huge-ass tub. Why the hell did they even put that shit in there? He took off his shirt. That was it. He was taking a bath. And he would take one if it killed him! He took his boxers off. "Savvy~" he called, "I'm using the useless bathtub that is probably dusty! Come." He knew the bird could hear him from anywhere in his entirely, overly huge apartment on the top floor of the Lon Dubh living quarters skyscraper. A flap of wings ensued and he was nearly taken out by the bird as he flew into the bathroom and landed beside the tub. It was weird how much those winged beasts understood. He grinned his gloriously whitened teeth that matched his still disheveled white hair and blasted the hot water. Instantaneously, the bathroom filled with a haze of water vapor. "Great adds to the humidity," he muttered. Savvy cocked his head.

The tub was filled and he basked in the weightlessness that was nearly the same as being in zero g's. Ah... Savvy was floating on the top like a rubber duck or a live buoy. It was weird and made him wonder when the hell the last time was that he actually bother to take a b-- Oh right he had to go to Central. Water cascaded down him in torrents as he exited the fancy black tub and instantly began drying off. He was definitely going to be late. Uh, sorry sir I'm late because I randomly decided to take a bath. Not gunna cut it. Fuck. WHY WAS LIFE A BITCH!? He couldn't just take a bath whenever the hell he felt like it? Screw that! He threw on a white beater and his black air force jacket over it along with a pair of faded skinny jeans adorned with various designer holes. They were brand new and they already had freaking holes in them. Who came up with these stupid ideas!? By the time he was done blowing shit up, he'd be naked! Well...people didn't normally do that. But still, screw that!

Now, he exited the bathroom again. "I'm leaving. I'll be back later now. Don't wait up for me...not like you would." And the Ishvallan finally left out his front door, locking it. "Fuck, I forgot my wallet!" He reentered and grabbed it off the kitchen counter along with The Fallacy's keys, rinse and repeat. He headed to the elevator and eventually made it to the ship yard, boarding his glistening, red ship that was hot as hell inside. He took off at insane speeds and gunned it the hours all the way to Central. Jazz was playing in the background the whole time. Gotta love the radio. He touch-downed in a giant Wegman's parking lot and proceeded to set all alarms possible on his ship. He had clearance to park wherever the hell he wanted in Amestris or Carraig as long as it was a parking lot. He'd love to see the kind of ticket he would get if he didn't have that pretty little tag stuck onto the side of The Fallacy. He shrugged and sauntered away from the shade and into the blistering heat, watching the waves come up off of the blacktop. He moaned and pushed on the block to the garage. "Hey Frank got my order?"

Three hours later and it was already dark, but still hot. White bangs were stuck to his forehead as he hefted in the giant part and then closed the storage area. Ugh...he was going to die if he didn't eat something. He stared at the giant food store and contemplated it. It was close. It was convenient. It had air conditioning... But it was dinner. Dinner involved going to a restaurant or som-- He spotted a large neon sign set just right of the giant, menacing WEGMAN's sign. A diner! Diner food was...awesome. He gritted his teeth together in anticipation and bolted for the revolving doors. The smells of food assailed his senses and he stared at the chocolate-dripping cakes that spun in a glass case. This was a heavenly oasis in the city garble...it spoke of velvety texture and strawberry syrup with whipped cream and-- "Sir, how many?"

[Envy]

One can not believe how difficult it is to find a diner in the middle of a night, with proper and delicious deserts and possibly employees who didn't think you were suspicious for visiting nearly every night. Envy could. He had found this place after three days of continuous searching. But it was worth it. Envy couldn't stand crowds. Or people in general. So night was the most pleasant choice for him. His table was the one near the exit and the counter. He also had taken the hood from shadowing his face. Envy figured it would be slightly suspicious-looking. He didn't go totally nuts with the food this time, so his table was filled with less amounts of deliciousness. Such as chocolate-dripped cake, hot chocolate with whipped cream on top and a cup filled with strawberries. The last one was brought by Envy, as it wasn't sold in this diner. He eaten most of the cake already, so he was more focused on the strawberries. He squeezed one of them a little between his fingers. ''I still can't see why they don't sell these at here'', he muttered and ate the said red and juicy berry.

After a couple more eaten strawberries, a person arrived to that diner. Not only did that person arrive in the most unlikely time of the day, but he looked very familiar. His hair was white, his eyes were red and his skin was pale. He reminded Envy of his original appearance, what he had been missing for a while. Also, that man seemed to be interested from the deserts. Even more familiarity. So far, he seemed like a human counterpart of Envy. He continued to eat, but observed actions of that man. He seemed interesting.

[Guest]

Footsteps clattered in the night, the girl traversing buildings in a hurry, jumping gaps and trying her hardest to keep up her momentum. If she were to slip, or slow down, she would find herself on the ground. Why was she here? She couldn't remember, but it was something to do with Rai-stu-lin, and Haru-Haru's death. A random thing came into her vision. She swiped her leg, and sliced through it with a kick. A quick push off from the ground, and Akiha made her way to the next buil.... ding?

Her feet met air, and she fell forwards and down, hurtling towards the ground, until...

Splat. She faceplanted into a building. With a sigh, she pushed herself off the glass, and decided to climb down. The girl dropped a few stories, caught the ledge, dropped a few more stories, so on, so forth. She landed on the ground and sighed softly, before walking away from the building and studying her surroundings. Akiha was in Central on important business for the Tsukino, right? And yet this young kunoichi realized something. She had lost the most important thing.

Rai-stu-lin. She'd kinda lost the poor fella. Ah, well. She'd find him later. Her Amestrian was enough for her to try and get what she wanted, so she'd try her hardest to survive until she found him again, right? Right.

AA's feet took her into a place named a "Diner", and by looking around, she realized that this place was a place of eating. She checked her pockets - finding some Amestrian coins that Rai-stu-lin had given her in order to pay for any expenses. She'd buy some food, or something. The young girl in the strange clothing walked into the "Diner", approaching the counter.

"Ano..." She placed a finger on her lip, thinking about what she wanted. She couldn't read Amestrian, so she had to look at the actual food that was on display. Uhm... CAKE!!!!!! She pointed at that and tried to use her Amestrian to show that she wanted some.

"Keeki... Please?" She looked at the man, and offered the meager sum of money that she had. It was just enough, it seemed, as she was given a plate with a slice of that delicious looking cake on it. She smiled, and nodded at him.

"Thank you!" She turned away from him and walked off, not realizing that she had been cheated out of at least 800 Cenz. The cheerful young ninja took her seat, picked up a fork, and took a piece out of the cake, placing the chocolate-y goodness into her mouth, and making 'nom' noises as she ate. So good! She was engrossed in her cake, when...

Ba-THUMP. Her heart beat quickly and suddenly. Wh...what? Her eyes wandered over to two people. First, a white-haired man, and then a brown-haired one. Why... why did she feel so familiar with them?

[Guest]

Today was almost to long! The heat was unbearable, even for someone as sophisticated and prestigious as herself. Alena spent most of the day traveling through the small market of Central, eagerly searching for more precious jewelry she could talk herself into getting for free. It was such a nice ability to have, and honestly, it helped her get where she was at in life. Her long green hair was braided to the side of her left face, draping over her shoulder as she fluttered throughout the streets. The beautiful homunculus had on a yellow sun dress, fitted with white daisy’s around the bottom hem.

“Yo, missy, what can I do for you today?” Said one of the men behind a stand full of diamonds and pearls.

Her eyes were glaring at the table and she could taste the desire for more. Vanity looks up and gives a bubbly smile and wink to the man. “How much for this?” She asked as she reached down for a set of pink pearl earrings. “It’s absolutely breath taking!” Her words rolled over her tongue very seductively as she leans across the table to allow the man to smell her perfume radiating off her collarbones.

“Ahhh, for you sweet thing, nodda.” He blushes and scratches the back of his head. “On the house today, just be sure to say were you found it.” He winks and extends her hand to touch her face ever so gently.

“Anything…” She flirts back before pulling away just before he reaches her soft complexion. “Good day.” Alena nods once as she walks away.

Later that night Alena went out on the town, in search of some familiar faces. She wore her newly acquired pearl earrings; along with an extremely black, formfitting, tube dress that cut off mid thigh. To go with her attire, Vanity matched black pumps about 5 inches off the ground. Men and women drooled as she walked down the streets of Central, envying her elegant looks.

A small tingle shook her nose, and she stops suddenly. She turns her head towards a diner filled with people, she hadn’t been in there, but something told her ‘others’ where in there. Vanity was able track down a sibling faster than the others… aside from gluttony of course. Their scent was screaming for her attention, and she had to follow the temptation.

Vanity, with all glory and fame, walked straight into the diner as if she owned the place. Her eyes narrowed when she began to scan the room, instantly she spotted three. Simple as the ABC’s, she knew exactly which where her siblings.

“Well, well, well. Look at who all the cat drug in…” She sarcastically chimes as she approaches the center of the room. For a quick mental note, she found one of the siblings to be a woman. There was finally another girl in the mix- such a drag she thought to herself before looking at the others. This poor girl hadn’t a clue who Vanity was, nonetheless, who SHE really was.

[Xan]

No sooner than Vanity had finished speaking, a voice echoed from seemingly no where in particular. It might have been in her mind, but she would more than likely know better; the voice would sound familiar, the voice of an Ishvallan who had limitless amounts of power, along with time upon the earth...and knew it. The voice of the Arrogant Homunculus, tinged with metallic undertones. This would be the voice of Pride speaking to her. And what would it say in its dark whispers?

"Now now Vanity, be nice to our brothers and sister. We can't all be immensely powerful or enticingly beautiful."

More than likely Vanity would either see him or smell him out, but assuming that none of the other Homunculi possessed the same powers of smell or insight, the true physical body of Xanthus Icarus was nowhere to be found. This all changed of course, when a man walked into the diner.

An Ishvallan who radiated power, along with a sense of extreme confidence. Black boots that reflected virtually all things stepped into the diner, covering black socks that were made of the finest material available in Amestris. These socks traveled up the ankle until they disappeared into black slacks that were seemingly tailored to fit Xanthus perfectly, with the same being able to be said about the white shirt that was tucked into said slacks. Over this, a black trench coat that reached down to the ankles was draped and it bellowed in a wind that more than likely should not have been present during a night such as this.

All in all, the Ishvallan who had just arrived looked very handsome indeed and the vast majority of the women, along with a few of the men, turned and stared for a few moments before remembering the fact that they were on dates and turning back to their partners for the evening hurriedly. Xanthus chuckled to himself at an unknown joke and strolled over to the center of the room. He did not seem to think that he owned the place. This was a man who seemed to know that he owned the place and was not afraid to flaunt this fact.

"Ms. Alena, it has been awhile. How are you upon this fine evening? And on that note, why do I feel like this place has a very high concentration of our sort of people? Hmm..?"

Xanthus reached out to gently take Vanity's hand and kiss it lightly. Who said that Pride the Arrogant had no sense of class? Most likely not any of the suddenly jealous men and women looking upon the scene attempting fruitlessly to be subtle.

[Toss Ivanova]

"Sir, how many?" Toss put a finger to his lips in contemplation. Well, he did have a shit-ton of cash on him... So that wouldn't be a problem.

"I'll take one slice of each," he replied with a sly smirk of excitement.

"I meant people..."

"Then be more clear next time, you idiot! Going around asking vague questions like that... You should be fired! I'm the only one in this party. Now give me a table before I take your ass to your manager!"

The man nodded, unable to hide the fact that a shiver ran up and down his spine. Despite the fact that this hot-headed guy was a mere customer, his threats left him having to run to the bathroom in shame. So he did just that and bolted.

Toss stared after him with a frown. What, was he supposed to wait on himself or something? What kind of service did this joint have!? He was just about to turn around and demand attention from someone else when he noticed a foreign girl checking her pockets for money. It was a strange sight, but the weirdest part was that he felt something inside himself pulling towards her. Was this what love at first sight was...?! Oh shit it was too soon! He wasn't ready. Oh god dammit!!!! He blushed, looked away, and counted how many different kinds of cakes were whirling around in the glass case. Seventeen. He looked back and saw her purchase a slice of chocolate cake drizzled in an array of berry flavors. But when she paid, she only go back half the change she should have. Agh, the bastards... This entire society were corrupt, greedy pigs! It was a pretty good idea, he'd admit, yet... that girl. He swiped the money from the cashier's hand and was down the walkway and in front of her table before the man noticed that he wasn't holding the money anymore.

"Here," Toss said, trying to will away the flush in his cheeks. "Those freaks scammed you and you didn't even know it." He threw the 80 cenz onto the table and almost wished he wasn't such a damn romantic. "So where you from, Aerugo or something?" He was pretty sure, but they all looked the damn same. Stupid confusing races. What a pain in the ass. And he wasn't actually expecting her to answer because she clearly failed epically at speaking Amestrian. Still he wanted her company just in case his previous assumption turned out to be correct. The only girl he ever had in his life was his sister and V-- “Well, well, well. Look at who all the cat drug in…” Speak of the devil.

"Yo!" He waved at the perfume-infested blue-haired chick and smiled slightly. That one there, yeah, she saved his ass by giving him these homunculus powers to begin with. And of course, he didn't give a shit if he was interrupting her glorious introduction in the middle of the diner. People were staring...as they always did. But Toss had the audacity to stare and blink. He was a rebel. Realization then hit him: "Look at who all." Who all. Meaning it wasn't just him she knew. Vicious red eyes flitted to the door as one much like himself sauntered into the diner. An Ishvallan as well? How interesting. He smirked and removed his hand from the foreign girl's table, turning to get a better look. If she already knew he was coming, then he had to be one of them.

"And on that note, why do I feel like this place has a very high concentration of our sort of people? Hmm..?"

He was right. But a high concentration? That made for quite a question. What exactly did that imply? Was it just him he was referring to, or...? "AH!" He felt it now and turned to the girl with all-knowing eyes. "You're one. And..." He scanned the room and pointed to a brunette in the nearby corner. "so are you." He grinned and dropped his finger, running a hand through his messy white hair. "Oh, how wonderful, it's like a family gathering," he said sarcastically.

[Envy]

The look-alike showed quite quickly that he was fast to get angry. If this would go on, he would probably start to annihilate walls before he would leave. Which didn't sound that bad idea or even hard to make happen. Perhaps a little later, when he would be more pissed. Envy turned his full attention on what he was doing. Eating wasn't easy when you constantly try to observe something. And he was almost out of strawberries, which were so easy to snack. And so he started slowly munching (half of) a cake.

Although his attention was swiftly directed elsewhere, again. Someone speaking by mixing two languages. Aerugese girl, whose behavior and way to speak was right out of those weird Aerugese cartoons. Also, the look-alike seemed to be helping her out of a scam. ''So he's a knight in a shining armor. With mood swings''. This turn had taken all interest from that person. However, Envy couldn't even continue eating before yet another person managed to enter the diner.

This time it was someone familiar. The color of hair was radically off, but face was the same. It was that girl from the lighthouse, Vanity. That one extra homunculus. And was followed by a handsome Ishvalan. Seemed fitting. But the words he spoke indicated more. Our sort of people? Had she managed to find another Homunculus. More importantly, Envy's look-alike seemed to know her. This day seemed to get a rather surprising ending. The look-alike also pointed at the Aerugese girl and Envy himself. He was doubted about this, but that was currently the only explanation. Five homunculi had gathered to a single place. Envy stood up, despite from increasing looks directed towards them. ''I personally hope that it doesn't include some annoying cousins''. He then quickly talked to the girl. ''Do you understand what we say or does someone have to translate''

[Guest]

"Gut, gut, gut. Schauen Sie sich die alle die Katze Drogen in ... " Hm? The girl's ears picked up a strangely silky voice, causing the young Aerugese girl to look around and see an exceptionally beautiful woman walk in. For some reason, she felt an affinity with this one, and the man standing next to her. Now, she was pretty sure that he was Ishvallan. She sighed softly and scratched the back of her head with a small yawn. This place was certainly strange. So, to recount: The white-haired man, the other white-haired man, the girl, and the brown-haired man. Those were all of the people that she felt this strange thing with. Shaking her head, she returned her concentration to the cake.

"Und in diesem Sinne, warum Ich mag diesen Ort fühlen hat eine sehr hohe Konzentration unserer Art von Menschen? Hmm ..?" Of all of that, she understood "our sort of people". What did he mean? Why did it appear that she herself was being looked at, as well as a couple of others in this room? She was almost damn ready to stand up and demand an explanation! But that would be unbefitting of someone in her position. Instead, she simply chose to have her cake. Oh, and eat it too~

"Hier, betrogen die Freaks und Sie gar nicht wissen." More Amestrian? She really needed to learn that language, y'know? She looked up to see a white-haired man, one of the ones that had been niggling at the back of her mind before, and noticed a slight red in his cheeks, blushing slightly as well. No, she had to keep any composure that she had left, despite having the fork still in her mouth with the handle poking out, and a few crumbs left on her cheeks. She blinked, and saw the money dropped onto the table. Eh? 800 Cenz... what the?

"Also, wo du herkommst, Aerugo oder was?" She looked at him and understood that one word. Aerugo. Was she being asked if she was from Aerugo? She sighed softly, and, taking the fork out, tried to see if she could work out a response into Amestrian.

"Yes... I am... from Aerugo. I not speak... much Amestrian..." She proffered a warm smile to the man. They locked eyes for maybe a second, before Akiha turned away and moved back to her cake, trying to hide the blush on her cheeks. Okay, time to get priorities straight. CAKE! Goood. Cute boy. Good, but not so good at the same time. Her eyes were COMPLETELY focussed on the cake.

''Do you understand what we say or does someone have to translate'' She blushed harder, finally hearing words that she UNDERSTOOD! Oh my god yes!

"I think I'll need a translation, thanks. It's not easy, trying to understand a language that I can only speak a little bit of." Akiha laughed softly and smiled at him with a soft warmth. While she may have been smiling like this, the fact that they were obviously referring to her, and the fact that she felt this feeling from them, meant that she was involved, somehow, without her knowledge. And so, the interest of Subject AA was piqued.

[Guest]

Vanity turns to face Pride, the man of the hour in her mind. Whenever Vanity traveled nowadays, eight out of ten times Prides shadows would be near her. The extraordinary conceited homunculus turns her full attention to Xan the moment his lips touched her hand. He was such a gentleman, even if most never got the chance to experience this side of him.

Out of the corner of her eyes she spots Toss. Toss, one of the newest additions, but by a landslide a favorite of hers. For some reason she felt connected to him, unlike any of the others. He was Greed and she was Vanity, a perfect match for power along with Pride. Her arm quickly links with Pride, and she walks him closer to Toss.

“Well, there are a total of five of us in this room. Though, I’m sure one doesn’t even realize whom they really are.” Her voice lowers as a sly grin wets her lips. “Correct Toss, very good. However you’ve forgotten one.” Vanity purposely points to the waitress in the left hand corner, she couldn’t afford exposing the last on such abrupt meeting. Instead she wonders around the room and finds the Aerugese speaking woman flustered and confused, chit chatting away with Envy.

“Now, don’t worry my dear. We’ll help translate things for you.” Vanity overheard as she was still dragging Xan around the diner. She scoffs as she breaks arm connection with Xan and then lowers her hand down to the ninja looking female. “Come, let’s go to the ladies room.” Alena winks playfully at the girl and lead the way to the restroom. “I need help with my dress and I don’t think the gentlemen would be of any use.” She continues to ravel on with a lie, hoping the naïve looking girl would follow her into the restroom. After all, Vanity wanted to see if this young girl new anything of WHO she really was.

Once inside the restroom, Vanity walks over the mirror and stares at her reflection intently waiting for the female.

[Robyn]

There was the sound of hooves on concrete. The alien sound caused many to turn heads. As trotting down the road and into the Diner's car park came a glorious white and gold carriage drawn by two black Friesian horses with flowing manes and shining ebony coats laced in white leather with gold plating. The horses gnashed there bites and snorted as the driver pulled them to a stop. People were staring at the strange sight. In this modern day and life people used cars. So horses and carriages was a strange sight.

The door swung open and an elegant foot stepped out and headed down to the ground below. Straightening his hat and tapping his swagger stick Reaver sighed stroking his hair into its flawless look. In long strides he headed into the diner and coughed into his hand as he headed to the counter. "Hello Duckies...." His voice was cold and the edge of danger to it made it feel like the room temperature had dropped. He walked up to the counter and almost lent on it but his nose wrinkled in disgust at the idea. Leaning on his swagger stick instead he tutted his tongue. " I received a funny letter this morning." He started inspecting his finger nails as he spoke his eyes flicking up every now and then. Glittering with a venomous anger. " My planning permission for the new club was rejected...." The voice went even more colder. "And a little birdie told me it was this diner who put the complaint in....." His voiced purred like the hiss of a snake. "So...which one of you was it....." The man was so focused on his job he hadn't even noticed the gathering of his brothers nearby.

[Xan]

Things seemed to be progressing smoothly indeed, considering the fact that six of the current eight Sin Homunculi were concentrated in one general location. Nothing had been destroyed and no one had been killed, though apparently someone had fled to the bathroom with a look of shame on their face. Apparently however, one of the Homunculi, who could only have been Sloth, seemed to be unaware of the fact that she was in fact one of them. Xanthus pondered how one could be possessed of such immense power as that granted to a homunculus and not know about it until a familiar voice sounded in his ear.

"Hello Duckies...."

Reaver had arrived, though the Homunculi would more than likely know him soon enough as Wrath. He did not seem to notice the presence of the other Homunculi, but instead was seemingly occupied by...something. With a roll of his eyes, Xanthus waved a bit in Reaver's direction, hoping that the other Homunculus would see him and come to join what had quickly become a coincidental family reunion. And speaking of...

Pride did a quick count on who was here and who was not. He knew that Gluttony was more than likely northward in or around Briggs, Lust he had met sometime ago and he knew to be not at the diner, and everyone else seemed to be here. Huh, well that made things rather interesting. Now, the question was this: What now?

[Toss Ivanova]

Screw family gatherings this was getting confusing. Now, the brunette guy was calling over to the foreign girl beside him. Apparently, he knew Aerugese. This made Greed feel left out. So left out that it was getting on his nerves. He moaned and ran a hand through his white hair. "Tell her to be more careful with money next time, will ya buddy?" He flashed the fellow non-human a quirky smile. "Thanks." Stupid languages and their stupid confusion-inducingness. He wanted to punch the wall, but decided against it. And he was still hungry! Why was everyone eating cake?! Ughhhh!!! He wanted cake. D<

His attention flitted to something he hoped would be less obnoxious: his savior, Vanity. He wished he knew her actual name. ...if she even had one. He didn't know much about what exactly he was, but he knew that the Ishvallan guy pressed to her side could stab him with a knife and it would bend in half. He grinned. “Correct Toss, very good. However you’ve forgotten one.” He felt like a puppy that had just correctly been potty-trained. It pissed him off. He took a few steps to set the blue-haired chick in her place when he noticed that she was pointing at a random waitress. He scowled. Now that was stepping over the bounds. "...Do you honestly think I'm that stupid? How pathetic. Maybe you should try to get to know me more before you try your petty tricks." She was gone. Behind him, leaving the Ishvallan guy she had been carting around somewhat near to him. Great. Wonderful. Happy day. He loved being ignored. He listened to the random purrs of Aerugese, not understanding a single word, and resisted every urge to break something. Then...Vani disappeared under the lavatory sign. He didn't even get a chance to yell at her for ignoring him. He felt...reduced to a mere stranger--someone that didn't matter and heeded no attention.

He was staring at the deposited Ishvallan guy intently when he saw him turn and wave at some strange-looking clown at the register. Toss winced. Another, was it? Was this planned or something!? It was angering him. He wanted to know more dammit! It was only a matter of time before he would demand the question. But for now he was more interested in the man slightly behind him. Greed turned with a friendly smile that was somewhat forced due to both confusion and frustration. "That guy there, he's one too?" He indicated to the man at the register with his eyes and then red met red once more. His voice lowered. "How could you stand being carted around like that, man? That's so not cool." Kinda took away from the guy's manly appeal. So there were six of them in one diner? What the hell!? ...Um, this hurt his brain. Alright time to do this shit the old-fashioned way. He raised his voice so nearly all the others of his kind could hear. No way in hell he wanted to be heard in the woman's bathroom! And it didn't matter if he was disturbing the other customers. It was freaking morning-night! He could do whatever he wanted.

"Hey guys, my name is Toss. ...Since none of you bothered to introduce yourselves, I've taken the liberty." He sighed angrily and grabbed a waitress by the tap of a shoulder. "I want one of everything on the menu. Bring extra plates." He hoarded things and he liked having things, but he liked it so much that he wanted to see everyone have things. Then it felt like he owned more. It was hard to explain, but it wasn't like he needed to bother. No one knew him as Greed except Vanity and she was in the bathroom doing whatever the hell what. He wanted...them all to have so he could have the result of them having. A sly smirk curled onto his lips. He was the master of have. "Help yourselves," he said, "I'm not the one with the ability to poison."

[Robyn]

The manager looked ready to piss his pants and sheepishly ran out. His eye went wild rolling back into his head before returning as the all seeing eye. Reaver's lips curled into a smirk. My my my was't this a pleasant surprise. He lent back on his chair slowly turning to face Xanthus. But it seemed that it was not only Pride that he had coincidently bumped into. There was some of the others too. He had met two of them already. Well it would be rude of him to ignore his family yes?

Striding over he tipped his top hat and smiled. "[color=orange] Greetings duckies. I am pleasantly surprised to bump into you here.[color=orange]" He looked over to each of them smiling in his mischievous way. " And here I taught you couldn't mix pleasure with business. " With a chuckle he tapped his cane in time with a hum on his lips. Clearly restless but showing it in his own fashion. “So what brings most of you to this pitiful place they call an establishment of family dining?”

[Envy]

While the look-alike was pointlessly trying to defy his stupidity and the Ishvalan remained silent, Vanity had lead the Aerugese girl with her to somewhere private. Well she had seemed very oblivious about the situation, so that brief moment of explaining was granted. However, that meant that Envy would have to spend more time with those two. The silent guy seemed so good so far, but the look-alike was outright annoying. But at least it could be worse. They could be two annoying people. Envy sat back at his seat and took another strawberry to eat. However, he didn't eat it, as a new voice caused him to freeze. ''Not him. Please, not him'', he thought as he turned his head to see if it was him. It was.

Envy performed a thing that people call a ''facepalm''. It had gotten worse. There were now two annoying persons. On the bright side, against all odds, there were now six homunculi in same place. He stopped doing it right before look-alike introduced himself. Envy had to bear it. Those people were siblings of his soul, whether he liked it or not. He did a quick check on his table. It was fairly normal for this kind of place and the chairs were sofa-like, designed for four people to sit comfortably. Or six people to sit very close to each other. He sighed. ''Even Now Very Young. Nice to meet you all. Because all of us aren't here, feel free to have a seat''. His voice was forcefully pleasant, but it was the best he was able to do in this situation. Hopefully his subtle introduction didn't go over their head, even though he emphasized first letters.

[Guest]

The woman with the blue hair had approached her, and started to speak in fluent Aerugese. AA blinked slightly, looking at her carefully with a pair of eyes that exuded pure curiosity.

“Now, don’t worry my dear. We’ll help translate things for you.” She nodded and smiled at her with an innocent face and a caring smile.

"Thank you. I don't know why I should be listening, but I think that..." She raised a finger to one of her lips in thought, opening her mouth slightly and clamping down on one of her lips with her teeth before lifting the white off of the pale pink and speaking again. "...I think that I'm needed in this conversation for some reason." She nodded quickly and briefly to this amazingly beautiful woman, before having a hand lowered down towards her.

“Come, let’s go to the ladies room.” ...eh? But the conversation... The girl blinked a few times, and tried to speak a rebuttal, but was interrupted briefly by the girl's next statement. “I need help with my dress and I don’t think the gentlemen would be of any use.” Well, girls did go to the bathroom in pairs, so she should at least oblige. There wouldn't be anything that she missed, right? She was sure that the brown-haired man would be able to catch her up. Anyway, she stood up slowly and nodded at him.

"Can you tell me what I've missed, sir? When I come back, I mean." She smiled softly and walked off, following the blue-haired girl to the bathroom and entering through the door, seeing the girl staring at her reflection the mirror. With a soft sigh, Akiha opened her mouth and smirked.

"There's obviously more to this than you care to say. My entire life is based around lies and deceit - you think that I wouldn't see through a simple lie like that? Girl, I may be naive, but I'm not stupid." Of course, she had no idea what this woman wanted to talk about, hell. She didn't even know if she was right, she may be wanting to actually fix her dress, and ask for AA's help...

[Guest]

As she walks towards the restroom, she catches another awful odor. This disgusting smell could only belong to Wrath. The one sibling she was hoping not to come in contact with tonight. In her mind, he was purely annoyance, and utterly useless in her goals for life. Plus, he had a thing for Pride, which in her mind belonged to her.

"There's obviously more to this than you care to say. My entire life is based around lies and deceit - you think that I wouldn't see through a simple lie like that? Girl, I may be naive, but I'm not stupid." Inside the restroom, Vanity was caught off guard by AA’s remark, but smirk nonetheless. So, there really was a sassy side to this soft and gentle homunculus. The only real reason that Vanity knew AA was one of them was because of her smell. AA’s senses weren’t trained like Vanity’s, let alone the rest of them making it hard for her to understand how so many knew whom she really was.

“Trust me girl, I know you know more than you put up.” Vanity looks over into the mirror and begins fluffing her hair up with her fingers. Truth is, she really was blessed with excellent hair, and it was something most woman envy. Alena could do whatever she wanted with her hair, without any problems. “But I pulled you aside because I rather not discuss an issue at hand with the rest of them.” Vanity points to the door where everyone else was outside lingering and talking.

"Hey guys, my name is Toss. ...Since none of you bothered to introduce yourselves, I've taken the liberty." Vanity overheard Toss remark outside the bathroom. He truly was so cute, and she knew eventually she’d have to stop putting up a front for Greed. It was only fair in their relationship.

“Well dear, let me ask you this. Do you know who you REALLY are?” Vanity puts extra emphasis on the word ‘really’ and awaits an answer. The elegant homunculus looks over to AA for a moment before glancing back at her reflection. She pulls out a tube of lipstick and begins to apply it to her lips, glossing them up for tonight’s affair. “I mean, compared to me, you’re just an average girl but in reality you’re not…” Her voice trails off as she smacks her lips together rub in the lipstick a tad.

[Xan]

Xanthus Icarus simply watched things happen around him at this point. The other white haired man spoke some words to his nearby brother, while Wrath began to approach the group, having seen Xan. Vanity and the Aerugese woman had disappeared, Sal was nowhere to be seen, and Ogi was simply vanished at this point. The powerful Homunculus simply could not fathom the exact chances of a meeting of this magnitude happening randomly, and was trying to guess at the literal chances of such a thing happening without being planned.

At some point, his white haired brother looked at him and spoke to him, commenting on the fact that he had allowed Vanity to 'cart him around the restaurant' after he asked whether or not the man who was formerly at the register was really a Homunculus. Assuming that he meant Reaver, Xanthus simply nodded to the question and shrugged at the comment about how uncool it was to be dragged about by Vanity. Though he could have made some kind of comment, in reality he was not truly paying that much attention to the man slightly in front of him. After all, why should he care if someone doubted his coolness? He was Pride the Arrogant; he could make coolness happen if he really cared all that much.

After some time, Wrath finally approached the gathering and greeted them all, asking what brought them to the little establishment that they had all appeared in one after another after the other. Xanthus simply shrugged and gestured to the other Homunculi with a singular wave of his hand. Really, there was not much else to it than that; he had sensed the presence of other Homunculi and had acted upon his senses, bringing himself to the place in the process.

At one point it occurred to Xanthus that he had not introduced himself, but he refrained from doing so for a little while longer. Whether for dramatic effect or simply because he felt like doing so for no particular reason, Pride decided that he would introduce himself after everyone else had.

Reaching out with one hand, Xan lightly pulled one waitress towards him and he did so until she was rather close. Unfortunately for her, she was quite young, being slightly younger than he was, and he was in one of his more appealing outfits, not to mention the fact that he was apparently very appealing himself. She turned bright red and was unable to speak for a moment, though this was of no consequence since Xanthus only needed her to listen and obey his instructions. Turning on full charismatic charm for a few seconds, he instructed her to prepare for his now party of six a private room in one of the establishments more luxurious spaces. He also informed her that one of the party had ordered an immense amount of food and instructed that the food was to be delivered to that location.

When he let go of the now bewitched waitress, she stood still for a moment, then rushed off to fulfill his wishes with a flustered look on her face. With a slightly amused expression on his face, Xanthus turned to look at his brothers.

"Gentlemen, I would suggest that you not get too comfortable here, for it seems that we shall soon be dining in a slightly different atmosphere, one wherein we can discuss more...private topics in relative peace."

Xanthus chuckled to himself a little bit. Vanity was not the only one with powerful capabilities, and she also was not the only one who could use charm and sex appeal to get what she wanted either. Xanthus sat himself down next to Envy with a smile still etched onto his features. He loved being himself.

[Toss Ivanova]

"Greetings duckies," declared the weirdo homunculus as he strode over to the group crowding around the brunette's table which still had half a cake that Greed wanted sitting on it. Said homunculus was confirmed as such by the slight nod from the Ishvallan who seemed to not give a shit about anyone else save for himself and his supposedly alluring attributes of which Toss saw none. It just pissed him off. Use your words, man, he wanted to say, but what the approaching guy said interested him much more. He was called a duck. What. the. fuck. That guy had to be on drugs. Something was messing with his brain to somehow relate them to...'duckies'. Was it a code or something? It reminded him of his unusual bath earlier that day...and the lack of the rubber ducky of his childhood. Hah, he snickered out loud. If anything, Savvy would be the 'duckie'. He crossed his arms behind his head and watched the guy with the cane. This wasn't the 14th century for crying out loud. ...What were with these people!?

The brunette began to speak and instantly Toss' attention shifted from the cane guy and the Ishvallan to him. "Even Now Very Young." ...what the fuck did that mean. "Nice to meet you all. Because all of us aren't here, feel free to have a seat" Greed blinked and sat down beside the Ishvallan who still hadn't given a proper answer in response to him being carted around like a fool. "Thank you..." Whatever though. WAIT. Going on the code idea... Maybe the brunette was trying to say something else? The white-haired man smirked. "...Envy for your generosity." He winked. Maybe he got it.

"Gentlemen, I would suggest that you not get too comfortable here, for it seems that we shall soon be dining in a slightly different atmosphere, one wherein we can discuss more...private topics in relative peace."

This was getting annoying. He just wanted a goddamn meal. His stomach was eating itself! This was all a plan to starve him to death, wasn't it!? Toss turned red voids of anger onto the man who had finished speaking a few moments ago. "Are you trying to turn this into a freaking Homunculi of the round table or some shit? Where do you get off deciding things for us, hm? I'm just trying to get along with everyone and here you think you can shrug and nod your way into our company? Well, fuck that! I demand to know your name. How inconsiderate can you get, man?"

[Robyn]

Reaver frowned slightly at the reactions. He tapped his cane slightly lifting his hat slightly to glance down at the others. His eye throbbed as he could sense the hostility. "I see the dear Vanity is with us as well." He said softly to Xan. "I know of a greet dress maker who has this design which would look fabulous on her." He added giving a pleasant smile. His eye was twitching in annoyance as he straightened his clothing.

Today had been a bad day and this atmosphere was doing none to change his mood.

"Gentlemen, I would suggest that you not get too comfortable here, for it seems that we shall soon be dining in a slightly different atmosphere, one wherein we can discuss more...private topics in relative peace."

His normally witty answered failed him. What he would use as a chance for a flirty tease he shook his head slightly. "Forgive me Xanthus. I would offer to join you and give you a lift. But I am rather busy with business and it seems i do not have the time to waste on such things today. Maybe another time?" He added as he bowed to them slight before giving a small noise. "Ah!" Reaching into his pocket he withdrew a card. "But I will wait to hand this to Vanity. I really would love to see her in that dress." He looked to Xan once more. "Maybe you should pop by my humble home sometime for tea or a meal."

[Envy]

Ishvalan seemed to be quite a player around women. He managed to get his wish trough quite easily. Envy himself wasn't fond of that kind of manipulation, despite of it's effectiveness. It was still a good move from the man. Getting a private place to talk. At the moment, he seemed the most likable one from those three new. At least so far. He also seemed to know Reaver. And as those two started talking to each other, Envy turned his face back to his remaining food. He should probably finish before the girls get back. Balancing between talking and eating would be annoying. But there wasn't that much anyway and he was able to finish just before those two had stopped talking.

But then Toss started to have an episode. yet again. Maybe him understanding Envy's hidden greeting was just an abnormal surge of brilliance. His face had turned from relatively calm to slight anger before he responded. It wasn't directed towards him, but he really didn't care. ''You do realize that the amount of us in one place is against all odds? If you are in hurry, Tosser, say so. If you aren't, why not to stuff some cake into your mouth. No one is stopping you. I even encourage you to do that if that makes you to shut up''. He managed for not to raise his voice. Envy didn't want to get angry in this kind of situation. But it was getting hard not to.

[Guest]

Akiha's arms were folded, and she was focussed directly on Vanity's face. She had a confident smirk on her face, and raised her head up slightly. What did this woman hold from her? Was it important? Did it explain... why AA was like this? She always knew that she was a chimera, but she didn't know why she felt the affinity she did with these other people. Was it possibly... because they were chimerae too? She hadn't ever met other chimerae, so this would be an interesting experience if they were.

“Trust me girl, I know you know more than you put up.” Keh. Subject AA's mouth twitched slightly. So, it would be like that, huh? Knowledge of knowledge? She shook her head lightly and chuckled. The original cute demeanor of Subject AA had gone; replaced by her "work" persona.

“But I pulled you aside because I rather not discuss an issue at hand with the rest of them.” The strange blue-haired woman was speaking in cryptic tones, to be honest. AA shook her head and sighed, wondering exactly how she was going to get out of this situation. She stepped forwards towards the other woman and narrowed her eyes.

"What do you mean... 'issue at hand'..."

“Well dear, let me ask you this. Do you know who you REALLY are?” She knew what she 'really' was. Because she had already realized that she wasn't human; she was a chimera with a black panther. A smirk crossed her face.

"I'm not human." She picked up her leg and kicked the wall next to her, placing a large crack in the tiles with a smirk. "But, for some reason, you seem to think something else, don't you?" In 'work' mode, AA let herself actually think things over, and had a somewhat-analytical mind. The other woman brought up lipstick, and started applying it.

“I mean, compared to me, you’re just an average girl but in reality you’re not…” Compared...

"Like I said, girlie, I'm not an average girl. I may look average, but I have done things that most wouldn't be able to comprehend."

...she was riding on thin air here. She had no clue what Alena was on about.

[Guest]

Vanity rolls the tube of lipstick back up and sides it down into her purse. Next, she pulls out a small hairbrush and brushing her gorgeous locks. Stroke by stroke she went as glares at AA through the reflection of the mirror.

"Like I said, girlie, I'm not an average girl. I may look average, but I have done things that most wouldn't be able to comprehend." Oh really now? Alena wonders with extreme curiosity what exactly this woman had done in the past, but it would be nothing close to what would happen in the future.

“Oh yeah, I wonder if you’ve done anything with your ‘true’ form.” Vanity sighs as she places the hairbrush down on the marble counter and turns on her feet towards the woman.

“I’m not human.” Replays over in the homunculus head and she could help but chuckle to herself.

“Listen hun, you are correct. You are not human; you don’t have their delicious smell. Instead you reek of something far worse, even past your hideous chimera scent.” Her voice trails off slightly before smirking devilishly.

“Please tell me you know what a Homonculus is?” Vanity folds her arms across her fragile chest and tilts her head for the moment of truth.

[Guest]

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