Icchan sighs as she walks along a dirt path leading to the broken mansion at the top of the hill. It's already gotten a little past sunset and after another fifteen minutes of walking she reaches the front doors. Pulling out a rusted key, she opens it and closing it behind her. "Hmm...?" She tries to close it but it won't shut; like something is trying to keep it from closing. She sees fingers in the book crack and she steps back, grabbing the nearest sharp object to her. "Who are y-" the door opens and a silhouette is in the doorway. "Hello there... woman." it said in a deep seductive voice. Icchan backs up a ways. She recognizes the voice from earlier. "W-who are you? And why are you here?" Icchan questioned. The figure takes a step in, still leaning against the door frame. "I was given news that you have an ouroboros on your body." He puts his left hand in front of his face and points to it. Icchan's eyes widened. "WHO ARE YOU?" she yelled. The man threw his hands up. "No need to yell. I am just curious. You see..." he walks forward leaving the door open, reaches into his pocket and pulls out a match, lighting the candles next to him for her to see his face. "I am Greed." he introduces himself to her. "I am a homunculus of... well... rather filthy intentions." She stares at him. "Hello... Greed..." He peeks over his round, blood red glasses. "And you are...?" he inquires.
She gulps. "My name is Icchan." Greed begins to chuckle. "How cute. You have ouroboros yet you have no name?" Icchan huffs. "THAT IS MY NAME!" Greed sticks a finger in his ear. "No need for screaming. Jeeze you have some temper." She blushes and coughs to regain her composure. "What do you mean 'name'?" Greed smirked, his sharpened teeth showing. "I am one of the seven sins. I am greed. And there are others' like me. Though, I am not the one to be a part of their clique." She looked at him. "Sorry for yelling. I have an anger issue..." He clapped his hands together. "I know a name for you. Might not be a deadly sin but it's pretty bad if you get out of control with it. I am going to name you Rage."
Icchan's eye twitched. /how dare he name me... I am not like him... but at the same time.../ her thoughts became unpure and she shook her head. She growled. "And who do you think you are?! Coming in here and thinking you can just run the place?!" Greed shrugged. "I am Greed after all. I like power and knowing I can just do stuff like this." She grabbed his vest collar and held him up. "YOU do NOT control ME!" She threw him against the closed door and pointed to the open one. "GET OUT! NOW! I am NOT LIKE YOU!" she pushed him out after minutes of him just standing there. "Leave! And never come back!" and slammed the door in his face.
She pressed her back against the door and sighed. /my first company ever and I just treated him like utter shit./ she huffed again and turned her nose up. /not my fault he just barged in here./ She thought. Icchan straightened up and dusted her dress off, picking up the bags of groceries off the floor and into the kitchen.
From the other side of the door, Greed stood outside and smiled. "I like this one..." he chuckled and walked off the front steps, making his way back to the Devil's Nest.