And you thought chimera were bad

[envy_the_sinners]

Who: Inhabitants of Shark House and any potential visitors
Where: Shark House
When: October 18-31
Summary: Halloween Fusion Plot catchall. Make headers as necessary!
Rating: PG-13?
Log:

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Arrival, open

[envy_the_sinners]

Scar had been rushing to Goldenrod for the past several days. He had planned to return for weeks because Lust was here for the circus' busy season, but after that buffoon and his supposed henchman made their intentions against Wrath's kin very clear, he knew he needed to put his personal problems aside and return to their combined house.

Amit, his Zangoose, was at his side when he knocked. He had no idea who was home, but he would have to face everyone eventually.

[a_sin_for_him]

Luckily for Scar, Lust was home. She was in the middle of one of her sporadic baking projects - which was mixing a boxed powder and water together - when she heard the knock. She didn't think they were expecting anyone, but at this point, that meant little.

Still wearing her apron, her hair pinned up on top of her head, Lust wiped her hands and went to open the door, bringing Guttle with her so he wouldn't get into her batter.

"Scar!" It was a pleasantly surprised exclamation, but he was the last person she'd expect to show up on this particular doorstep. "I didn't think you'd be coming by the house.."

[envy_the_sinners]

Scar held his breath when the door opened, but it was a relief when Lust answered. He glanced around suspiciously while he asked,

"May I come in?"

There was that wash of relief at seeing her again, but he was distracted.

[a_sin_for_him]

"Of course. I don't know if anyone else is home right now."

If they were, they were behind closed doors and doing their own thing. She moved out of the way, stepping around Guttle who was spinning up a storm at Scar being here.

"I'm in the middle of baking, make yourself comfortable in the kitchen."

[envy_the_sinners]

Scar shut the door behind him, eyes darting about as he made his way to the kitchen.

"That fool who calls himself our president and his enormous henchman know what happened with Wrath. They are trying to find out where you live." He shot Lust a look.

Hello to you, too, apparently.

[a_sin_for_him]

"Hmm?" Lust cocked her head, and then she remembered the exchange from a few days ago.

"Oh, Ralph and Blake." She waved her hand as she picked her spoon back up to finish her batter. "Ralph's being clever, he knows perfectly well where we live. And he knows what happened because I told him, Ralph and I are good friends. And he cares about Wrath a great deal."

He'd rushed and showed up right at the door for that? Lust almost felt badly, there hadn't been any need.

[envy_the_sinners]

Scar simply stood and stared.

"Blake isn't stable. He is an idiot, but he actually thinks that he holds authority." How could she not be disturbed? Scar had been far more paranoid than usual, since Roy appeared.

"He is dangerous, and he's paying Ralph for something. And Ralph caring for Wrath gives him all the more reason."

[a_sin_for_him]

"He's not an idiot, and he knows he doesn't hold any authority," Lust said, gently. "He even officially stepped down. He's working through his own demons, you understand that. He's just doing it very loudly and inconveniently for everyone else."

She poured the batter into the pan and nodded behind Scar.

"Open the oven for me, would you? Anyhow, Ralph does intend to put the fear of god into Envy, and I'm not going to stop him, but no one's going to be showing up at the house with torches or pitchforks."

[envy_the_sinners]

Scar stood still and stared for another mokent. She really wasn't concerned, but he wasn't convinced.

"Do not compare me to him." No, he didn't understand. Blake was, as people here would say, 'an asshole.' Scar finally opened the oven for her.

[a_sin_for_him]

"It's not a comparison. Good god, I have more in common with him than you do. But you, as an intelligent man who has seen and lived through a great deal, understand how personal demons can cause a person to behave in abnormal ways."

She brushed against him as she moved to put the cake in the oven and set the timer.

"And you really don't need to be concerned about Ralph. I see him nearly every day. I was with him yesterday. I've been giving him regular updates on Wrath's progress."

[envy_the_sinners]

"That is different. Regardless, if 'abnormal ways' involve blatant threats, there is no reason not to take issue with it."

Scar protected his own, and he didn't give a damn about Blake's reasons.

"Dangerous is dangerous, no matter what."

[a_sin_for_him]

"I appreciate your concern, but neither one of them are any danger to me."

She turned to him and reached for his hands, to take them in hers.

"Ralph is a dear friend, and men like Blake...I could chew him up and pick my teeth with his bones before he knew what happened."

[envy_the_sinners]

Scar wasn't so quick to buy that. He knew that Lust could manage herself, but in the end, they were still both large men he didn't trust. Especially Blake. He was a breakdown waiting to happen.

"I'm staying here for a while." He doubted she would stop him, and that was the end conclusion anyway. They just weren't going to agree.

[a_sin_for_him]

"Here in Goldenrod, or here here?"

Just to clarify. Lust wasn't going to protest to either, but the statement had been ambiguous. He wanted to be sure she was safe, it was sweet. In a stubborn, bullheaded sort of way. He had his manner of showing her he cared.

[envy_the_sinners]

"Here." Scar had become increasingly paranoid since Mustang's arrival, and it took very little to set him off these days. His tenseness was made more obvious by the fact that he hadn't sat down or even relaxed since arriving. The house itself didn't help, either.

[a_sin_for_him]

"Alright. We're a bit pressed on room...Heather's not here currently, but with Alphonse staying..."

She thought it over. She knew he wouldn't like to just camp out in one of the shared public rooms.

"Well, you can always take my room and I can stay with Envy. You'd have privacy."

[envy_the_sinners]

He hesitated a moment. He wasn't about to inconvenience her or Alphonse.

"I can stay on your floor."

Scar would feel better being in the same room as her, anyway.

[a_sin_for_him]

"No, you can have a cot in my room. Not even my Houndour sleeps on the floor, my partner certainly isn't going to." She wouldn't feel comfortable, with Scar sleeping on her floor like a punished dog.

"I'll set it up when my cake's done. Are you hungry?"

[envy_the_sinners]

"I can set it up myself." His eyes darted away at the word 'partner.'

"A little," he admitted.

[a_sin_for_him]

"Alright, the linen closet's down the hall, the door next to the bathroom. Take what you need." She moved away, opening the fridge and frowning at the contents. She needed to go shopping - proper shopping, not snacks and finger sandwich fixings.

"There's leftover casserole from last night, if you want a plate. I made it, but it's edible. It's mostly cheese."

[envy_the_sinners]

The tension on Scar's brow eased with Lust's description of the casserole. Edible and mostly cheese. Of course. He nodded as he left to fetch the things to set up a bed in Lust's room.

He was glad that he hadn't encountered anyone else, yet. He didn't particularly want to.