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First Possession [Action/Voice]

[Action]

[Whoever told the new arrival, Greed, that everything is free must be feeling pretty guilty right now. He first tears through the clothing ship, donning his own clothes and carrying off everything else he thinks belongs in his wardrobe.

...And then he makes his way to the item shop. Dear god, the item shop. After locating some type of satchel, he begins snatching up every item and stuffing it in there. New Feathers' possessions. Some late arrivals for other citizens. Greed thinks he wants it too, and he's collecting it all in a manic rage, which is formed from combination of the thrill of being alive again, the sheer excitement of free stuff and the bitter disappointment that the store didn't have any of his own possessions. He's being pretty loud and obnoxious about it too - laughing loudly and intimidating others by flashing his Ultimate Shield. One could probably hear this ruckus from outside.

But don't let him take your items. Stand your ground, whoever you are, be you New Feathers or seasoned veterans. Point out your item that Greed has taken and do what you can to reclaim it. And there is a specific item in store for the first character from the world of the Avatar to notice this mess.]

[Voice]

[Later that day, after Greed has settled down...]

Heh. No such thing as "no such thing," I guess...

Listen up, everyone. The name's Greed. I guess you could say I'm new here. Some of you here may already know me, a lot of you will not. I have a pretty straightforward name, I know, but why act like I'm something I'm not? I'm just a guy who wants a lot of things.

I know I sound like some kind of selfish bastard, but if you think about it, wanting something doesn't necessarily make you bad. So what do you want, my new friends? Wealth? Glory? Sex? Power? Friendship? Eternal life? Let me know. I'll get real a kick out of what you guys think.

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[Ling remains casual, though he starts to circle Greed getting a good look at him. He looked older. Maybe twenties? It was hard to say. But he looked taller than Ling like this. That was different.]

It wasn't that hard sensing you were here.

[He sighed as Ling began circling him. It was kind of weird to actually see him in person. He had only gotten one good look at him after being separated from his body, back at the end.]

Oh right, that. That'll make it even easier for you to be a pain in my ass. Not as bad as sharing a body, though.

[So he DOES remember. Interesting. Did the Malnosso manage to fabricate him a new body or what?]

So you are the Greed I know. I didn't expect you to be able to return, except to be back in here. [He taps his own head.]

Sure enough. And I'm damn grateful that's not the case. I don't know why they choose to stick me in this old number, but- Oh, where are my manners? I haven't introduced you.

[He makes a mock-bow towards Ling and gestures to himself.]

Body 2, meet Body 1. My body.

[The question now is... what all does Greed remember? He's being friendly. So that has to mean something.]

Not bad a body, but you had better before.

A lot more agile, I'll give you that. [He wouldn't have stood a chance against Bradley otherwise.] Just had to put up with a lot of extra noise from my neighbor. This body? Vacant, quiet and private. Aside from the rock of screaming souls, but who likes to talk about that?

[As a matter of fact, Ling is extra familiar with that. Greed had them under control when they shared a body before, but not so much now. But that goes unsaid.]

I don't think I was nearly as noisy as you. I will miss miss that Ultimate Shield, though. It did come in handy sometimes. [Even if you never used it right, bro.]

[Greed puts the shield on one arm for effect, only mildly annoyed at being called the noisy one.]

Sometimes? How else did would expect to fight Bradley, with your little sword and smoke bombs? [Thinking of Bradley would have normally filled him with contempt. But now that he can think of Wrath's dead body, Greed can give a chilling smirk at his memory.] And I could make all the noise I wanted, I was the one with the Stone.

I'm a bit handier with a sword than a pair of claws. [In fact, that was the first thing he did when he got to Luceti. Made sure he had a good sword again.] Bradley would have been easier to deal with if you hadn't misplaced the sword Ed made for me while using my body.

Excuses. The Ultimate Shield's better than any sword. We didn't need it. [He casually waves his hand dismissively.] We still got him, after all. ...That damn eye, at least.

Enough for Scar to finish him off, at least. [Still. He would've been ten times better with a sword, okay.] Do you remember being here before?

[Scar, huh? That must have been the name of... that one guy with the scar. He shakes his head at Ling, looking a little confused.]

Uh, no. I've never been to this place before.

We were both here before. Together, sharing the same body as before. But I suppose you didn't remember it like I did.

[God Greed, your memory is the worst.]

They brought me to this heap before in your body? I must have been bored out of my mind. Guess they didn't find those memories important enough to stuff into this body.

[He could mention that those memories would be precious, since Dorochet and Martel were present. But he chooses not to.]

Memory loss is normal with old age.

I've found that the easiest solution to that is to kill a comrade. Would you like to volunteer?

I'll pass. [That's cold, bro. Ling makes it clear he does not approve.]

[His smile fades a bit. He doesn't like to think of the gravity of the Bido incident.]

I can't joke about my old mistakes, huh? What exactly have you been up to in this place?

[Ling won't lecture him on it, at least. Greed has already heard that one before.]

There's not much to do in a place like this. I've been biding my time, waiting to return home. Fortunately there's no shortage of good food and pretty women.

Indulging in some of your avarice, huh? I guess I taught you well.

I suppose you did end up rubbing off on me a little.

I'd hope so. You're the closest thing to a legacy I got, after all.

[He tries to say it in a light-hearted way. He doesn't want to get deep so soon.]

[Wow, that's sentimental. Dying really did a number on you, man!

But. He avoids calling Greed out on it.]

Well preventing the destruction of Amestris might count as well. But it's a rather small country.

True. Who would have missed it? I just wanted to take dear old Dad down for good.

Well you did manage to do that.

[Though. He's still upset about that.]

Although you did break your word.