A/N: Okay, to the people who asked about Kimmie and the gate...
That will be explained later.
To those who asked about Kimmie's little bitng episode... He was trying to avoid answering Greed.
And... umm... i think that's all the questions.
This is kinda AU... it takes place after the series and movie, and involves some kinda strange revivals.
This chappie I hope is long enough to suffice... lol
Lust slowly walked, careful not to trip on the long cloth. She smiled at the old man, who was blushing furiously, and moved aside so that she could sit in the limo beside him. The car was brand new, and still smelled of fresh leather. She laid her head on his shoulder and gave the sigh that brought men to their knees. He coughed into a silk handkerchief, then turned to her, and if she felt any revulsion in looking at the ancient man, she didn't show it, and leaned in to let him kiss her flawless cheek.
"Oh, darling!" She purred, and he grinned, most of his teeth gone, but she still managed to keep the light mist in her eyes, that was so aptly named… eyes of lust. The old man rubbed her hand between his two bony ones, and Lust shut her eyes. To the man it seemed like she was enjoying his company, in reality, she was just trying to control the reflex that sent her nails out. She smiled finally and let the old man lead her out and into the party. Here, there were many old men with beautiful young woman on their arms. Obviously in this game, the more attractive you were, the more likely you were to be here, because none of the men had a wife with them. Lust thought for a moment, then allowed herself to be seated at the long table, beside her escort, who was beaming again.
The next few hours were a blur of boring business talk, and a few remarks about Lust's beauty, which she accepted with a modest blush and flutter of her fingers. But her biggest challenge of the nigth was when her name was asked. She bit her tongue for a moment, thinking, then answered.
"Koia." She said, and hoped to whatever creature watched her that when the gentleman escorted her home, she would not be greeted with her true name. She ate a little, although she didn't really have much of an appetite. As it turned out, this was accepted behavior, because the rest of the women there also ate very little, although their reasons probably had more to do with their waistlines than anything in their skulls.
The old man was talking much about his properties, and how his children would be fuming if they knew he was out with a woman so soon after his wife's death. He spoke like it was all a joke, and Lust tried not to be too angry… after all, what did she care about this dead rival? She nibbled at a piece of bread, and ignored the shameless looks at her breasts. This sort of attention was not unusual, and she smiled back at their faces, when their eyes were obviously further down.
The night finally ended and the old man took her home. She let him kiss her goodnight, but got away before he walked her to the door. Once inside she gave Envy a grin, and pulled the pins from her hair, letting it fall back down.
"Score."