"Seeing as I'm not a human, I don't mind you calling them Frail" D-Eye replied to Greed in a careless manner.
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Carmen looked at Greed, eyebrow raised. [color=bb0066] "You stay true to your namesake. Interesting. And yes, it's convenient to be able to drop opponents like that... but it's not as satisfying as beating them down... Not much compares actually..." [/color] She started to look off into space a bit as she drank a little more of her wine.
Greed looked to Carmen over his shoulder. "Heh... Sounds like something one of my brothers would say." Having said that, he looked to her glass, then to the bar, and finally back to D-Eye. "Alright, so, here's the deal. As you've heard, I'm someone who wants a lot of things. Right now, this includes that fancy Automail you've got. Where'd you get it...?" As he spoke, Greed's expression slowly shifted from neutral, to a more sinister one.
OoC: Hatchy's gone, so time bubble it is.
OoC: Hatchy's gone, so time bubble it is.
D-Eye chuckled at Greed a little. "Sorry bud, but you can't buy my armor" he said in a carefree manner. "Truth is, I had to build it myself, which isn't easy I can tell you that for nothing" D-Eye took his scanner off his left eye and placed it in his pocket. "Although, just cause of a few "mishaps" have happened, doesn't mean it's the end of me"
"Yeah, they are. Envy's the one that line reminded me of." Greed answered Carmen in the brief moment he looked to her. Looking back to D-eye, Greed tilted his head downwards to look over the rim of his shades. "It can't? Even better! If it's unique, I like it even better. So. Tell me, how'd you make it."
"Well it's simple" D-Eye said, grabbing his welder tool. "All you do, is model together your nerve system to metal via hot iron poker" he said with a smirk. "That and robotics, artificial limbs that have bee upgrade to combat, heck even scrap metal can work....no...I'll make it work"
"Eh. Nothing worth mentioning, really." Greed said to Carmen, this time only moving his eyes to look at her as he spoke. Swiftly looking back to D-Eye, Greed said, "My nerve system? Oh no, this won't be for me. I like my body just the way it is. No, I wanna sell this stuff on. I'd make a killing! So, seriously. Tell me how you do it... I'm just dying to know!"
D-Eye raised an eyeborw. "You want to sell on, what's happened to my body?" he said, more repeating then asking a question, he shook his head slightly. "No, sorry...I'ts bad enough thinking what I went through...I can't let that happen to other people...not even for a profit" he said to Greed in a serious tone.
"You're looking at it from the wrong angle, kid. You see, this is how you should be looking at it. There are dozens of folk out there who've already lost an arm, a leg, both arms, whatever. I shouldn't need to tell you that that's a major pain in the ass. Now, your automail would give these folk a their lost body parts back. Give them a second chance at life and whatnot. What do you think is better, having folk stay a cripple, or literally given them a leg to stand on?" Greed said as he leaned closer to D-Eye, placing both his hands on the bar counter behind D-Eye. "You tell me that."
Except his tanktop is brown.
Except his tanktop is brown.
D-Eye's expression turned a bit more flat. "It's not as simple as that, I can't just throw it on someone and have it work like click and clack" he said to Greed. "The process takes time, training and pain...unbearable pain, I think those folks are in enough pain" he said, sounding kinda caring. "Plus there are parts of me that can be manufactured and sold, I'm sorry but until I find a safer way of getting to this sort of technology my answer is no!"
"No?" Greed said, taking a step back and standing upright. "Whatever." Greed sighed, then crossed his arms and turned towards the doorway leading towards the spectator stand. I'll just be taking yours then. "For a change of subject. You said this was a arena, right? Well, it just so happens I could do with a little exercise. How 'bout we go for a round?"
D-Eye shrugged slightly. "Sorry bud, but I've only just patched after my fight with Carmen here" he said, nodding to Carmen. "Tell ya what, let me rest a while now, then I can go a round if you like?"
"Sure, sure. I'm not in a rush." Greed answered as he walked behind the counter to see what kinds of drinks there were. As he searched, tracing a finger infront of the various bottles as he read their labels, he idly commented, "You know what this place is missing? A jukebox. Someone should get one in here. A bar and beautiful women is one thing, but you can't have a party without some music."
D-Eye chuckled. "Well they do say that music is good for the soul, so I'd have to agree with you there" he said ot Greed with a small nod. "Anyways, I'mma take a nap....I'll see if I can make a music box whiel i'm at it...later!" he said, then walked back to his room.