exeggutorhead | [Video/voice/action for anyone in the Violet Pokecenter, backdated to Saturday the 13th]

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[Video/voice/action for anyone in the Violet Pokecenter, backdated to Saturday the 13th]

[The feed turns on to show Envy sitting in a bed in what appears to be a room at the Pokecenter. However, that is probably not what you're looking at, as the ex-homunculus looks sort of like he's been hit by a truck ~~named Greed~~. One eye is completely swollen shut, and the other is blackened, he's got a bandage over a split lip, and there are a myriad of bruises everywhere. One wrist can be seen to be in a splint. Chimera the Larvitar is sleeping next to him, and an Ekans' head is also visible. He also looks extremely bored.]

[That boredom changes to panicked indignation when he notices the video is on.] WHAT? Goddamned machine I only wanted fucking--

[JOSTLE JOSTLE hands blankets, then it switches to audio only, where you can barely hear him muttering to himself, his voice sounding very pained.]

Owww...fucking weak human body...

[He speaks up again, sounding happier, as though he is trying to pretend that nobody saw that he was injured.]

Hey, anybody got anything interesting to talk about?

((ooc: Anybody who wants to comment/ask what the hell happened/make fun of him/pay him a visit is welcome :D))

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What happened? Did you get mauled by a bear?

[Well he didn't really want to reveal who exactly had kicked his ass so thoroughly. He didn't know that France knew Greed at all, but it was better just to be safe.]

Got in a fight. [He smirks a little cockily in an attempt to save his wounded pride.] You should see the other guy.

Eat your ice cream before it melts on you. Or do you want me to have to lick it off?

Hmm, tempting, but then I wouldn't get to eat it~ [He smirks cheekily at him before taking the spoonful, licking it clean almost delicately afterwards.]

Do that again for me, if you please.

[Envy looks up at him a little teasingly, his voice holding a bit of a purring tone.]

If you insist.

He tilts his head back down to the spoon to continue, going slower this time and mostly closing his eyes in a look of pleasure at the sweet taste. If France likes getting free shows, Envy likes giving them to an appreciative audience just as much.]

Exquisite.

[Envy looks a little smug at the compliment, keeping his eyes closed at first, but then opening his working one halfway to look at him mischievously.]

Anything else you want me to do?

You don't have to do anything. Let France take care of you.

Heh. That I could get used to.

You should get better shampoo and conditioner. Your hair is very nice, but it could use a bit more health. I can lend you some of mine, if you like.

[He allows France to pet his head, and sighs.]

I guess I could borrow some. I'm still getting used to have to take care of it.

[He grins.] I used to be able to just transform.

Transform? Does this have something to do with being a created human?

[He nods, looking rather proud of his abilities. Of all his powers, transforming was really the one he missed the most; it was as natural to him as breathing.]

Each of us has an ability like that. Mine is to transform my body into anything I want. I designed this form myself. [He puts a hand to his chest as if to show off.]

It's something to do with us being creatures of alchemy. The alchemy is part of us. My master would know more but I've never cared much for the science behind it. [He shrugs.]

It is an exceptional form.

What is alchemy in your world? In mine, it is an occult predecessor to true chemistry of sorts, but it seems to have a different meaning in yours.

[He almost preens for a few moments before answering the question.]

In mine, it's a science based around transmuting matter into new forms. It's all got to follow equivalent exchange; you can't get something without giving something of equal value up in return. And it works on anything, so long as you've got the right sort of transmutation circle to focus the energy and the right skills. Even plants and animals.

Or humans. But that's forbidden by more than just laws.

Most people'll just use it to fix broken vases or buildings or things like that.

It seems that my world's version of alchemy is just about the same as yours except that, where I am from, it is impossible. My world has some magic, but not of that sort where it seems to have a balance between the sciences and the unexplainable.

Why is the creation of humans through alchemy forbidden?

[Envy nods along with France, but when asked the question, he pauses. This is beginning to get into more sensitive territory, but...]

[He gives him a shrug.] The cost for a human life is more than anyone could possibly pay. Only way you might be able to do it is if you had the Philosopher's Stone. If you don't have that...you just get one of us. And trust me, we don't look nearly so good when we first show up.

No one looks good when they're first brought into this world. At least, that is what experience has taught me. I do not know what form I had at birth; for me, as a Nation, I just suddenly was. There is no way to explain my existence or if I've even existed in the first place.

It is quite an interesting puzzle.

It is a puzzle.

[He leans forward to kiss him, a small, odd smirk on his face when he pulls back.] You exist well enough to me though.

[He glances down for a moment, not exactly used to having any sort of existential conversations with anybody but Lust, and it was generally her that did all the talking while he made snide comments. Time to retreat on this topic before he said anything else. His eyes landed on the ice cream tub.] That's melting.

Oh. Well.

Umph?

[He snickers a little at the sight, but accepts the tub and takes a fairly large bite himself, and then another.]

[Unfortunately, Envy was about to be introduced to the wonder that is brain freeze.]

Son of a bitch! [He brings his hand up to hold his head, forgetting for a moment that he is still holding the spoon in that hand. Have fun with that green ice cream spoonprint on your forehead, Envy.]

Careful there.

That was cute.

[Envy is just...so frowny. So. Frowny. But he doesn't move away from the attentions.]

I'm not cute.

Yes, cute. So cute. So very cute.

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