Rosalie stepped up towards a very old fashioned temple high up between a cluster of mountains, Satan hadn't been lying when he said the place was secluded from human civilisan. It was secluded from almost everything in the world, including the demons and angels that sought out to kill the virtues and her fellow sins. A pointless ploy considering they would just be recreated from other dead souls.

Sighing Lust twisted a lock of her long black hair around her finger as she gazed at the temple, it had a sort of japanese style to it with the shape of its roof and wooden pillars holding up a porch. It was quaint in its own way, perhaps she could get used to living in such a thing, that didn't mean she would enjoy the people occupiying it with her though.

It seemed she was the first too arrive however, "How boring" she sighed taking a step towards the temple her long black dress sticking to her curves as her hair fell down her back in soft alluring curls her lips red and plump. It was going to be hard to find someone to play with to dull her needs here, as lust she knew and expected this, which was why she was happy a silly human man had pathetically followed her all the way there.

"what took you so long?" she asked uncaring to the good looking human who rambled up behind her out of breath and injured from the climb she had left him too. As a sin she was hard to get tired from such a journey so stood unscaved unlike him, a human practically callopsing on the floor as he looked at her with smitten eyes.
"Sorry my darling, I am useless i know. I beg your forgiveness!" he pleaded earnesty.

Rolling her own eyes at him she left him in shakles exhausted and continued towards the temple "whatever markus" she replied uncaring. He was simply another human that had fallen under her power of allure, it had it him strongly aswell, he was at the stage where he would do anything she asked and would follow her to the ends of the earth, literally. It wouldn't be long untill he turned insane over her.

"It would be nice to talk to someone perhaps not affected so much for once" she muttered to herself taking the first step into the temple which was to be her home for a while.

Devlin walked up to the temple wordlessly. He never said much since his endowment into the virtue of Courage and never said a word since save for a couple to Justice or Prudence as they broke through his anti social shell. He was to live here with not only the other virtues but with the seven deadly sins. He felt this was a strategic move what with this new rebellion not only in heaven but in Satan's realm as well. The Lord had been wise to do so. One thing still bothered him. Does that mean he had to talk to people?

He shrugged that off as he saw an attractive woman with an enamoured human. He rolled his eyes and assumed that was The Sin Lust. He walked passed her wordlessly as he entered the temple, carrying his sword on his shoulder and stretching his free arm since he wasn't a whole lot used to his armor yet. He looked around the place and deemed it decent enough as long as people didn't annoy him too much.

Especially if the Sin Pride was involved. Oh, how he hated his guts, it was pride that sent Lucifer down to Hell in the first place so whatever crap he had to put up with he had to hold it with dignity and just ignore him like he would most of the others. He then looked around for a place to sit and he found a small bench near a fountain and he went to go sit down thereof on it.

Tal Verda let his eyes roam across the horrible little building trying to pass itself off as a temple. Truly, to think that Lucifer would ask him to live in this.. horrid place. It was an insult, however, he would enjoy the company. He was sure that some of them had to be of interest. Lust, Envy, perhaps Greed.. yes they would all be rather amusing to indulge with. The virtues? Oh, he would see. He would see. He continued to stand outside and watch the building, his posture was perfect: his back straight, shoulders back, and chin up. His long black hair was combed and tied back in a long arching ponytail tied with a piece of red silk. He wore a dark, immaculate, black Armani suit, but he found it did not quiet equal up to himself. He would have to find clothing more befitting to himself.

He gave the temple one last look of disgust before stepping into disgraceful thing. His eyes continued their conquest and laid their eyes on a rather striking women. He gently brought his fingers to his chin as he walked around the beguiling woman. He circled her letting his eyes roam her taking in his initial measure of her. Her long dark dress that stuck to her curves lovely, he could see the perfect curves of her hips, the perfect behind that would entrance a lesser man, the long luscious legs he knew hid beneath the dress, her long dark hair that gently swung back and forth drawing more attention to her previously complimented rear, her soft, inviting red lips.. indeed entrancing. "Wonderful. Yes, you must be lust. No one else could inspire this.." He said softly, although he knew well enough that she could hear him. He was no fool, he had said it for that purpose.

Suddenly he felt himself step on something.. and that something yelling "Ow!" He glanced down to find a pitiful excuse for a man. A woman would not doubt find him attractive, but he could see the way the man looked to Lust begging for her attention. He leaned down and cupped the little mans chin "My apologies. I did not mean to hurt your toy." Verda said with amusement, his grip like iron on the mans chin not letting the squirming man go. He was not speaking to the man, the man was not worth the privilege. He was speaking to lust. "A shame. He is not befitting you." He said finally before letting go of the mans chin.

He turned his eyes to see the back of a man, but the man stired nothing in him. No desire, no interest.. Another worm like the sniveling man running around like a headless chicken for Lusts compliment. He turned to face Lust and gave a soft bow "I am sorry. How rude of me." He said with a soft smile, before straightening back out. "I am Tal Verda. The Sin of Pride. It is my.. pleasure to meet you." He said and offered his hand to her.

Devlin sat down and he heard another entrance and the way he held up his staunch attitude on the human he knew then and there it would be the biggest problem he would have to deal with while in the temple which is pride. Hearing him comment on the human like he wasn't one himself made him feel like saying a small little side quote from William Shakespeare. He softly spoke to himself silently in his Gaelic accent, "He is a prince of cats he is." He then stayed quiet and awaited for something hilarious to happen, he would assume that Pride would think the human said it and then if he pounded on the human he would have an excuse to give him the biggest black eye in the history of the world.

Aside from that fact he was quietly meditating to try and relax from the stress of the trip, despite the fact he flew some part of the way yet he kept relaxed about it and knew he needed to renew his energy. Therefore he just went on to silently meditate and calm his mind.

Rosalie took a look at the structure inside, it could do with more furniture, not to mention a bit of modern technology.
She frowned when the swish of her hair moved according to the slight breeze that past her when a man freely ignored her presence wordlessly.
How dare he do such a thing, infact how could he do such a thing? He beauty charmed nearly every man and woman who saw her enough to at least look at her if not strike up a converstion. Why is it he didn't even steal a glance her way, was he unaffected by her beauty? No, that was impossible, he was probably just trying to save himself from her as a virtue. A small grin plastered her face as he sat down alone, she would have fun playing with him later that was for sure.

She took a step forward when she felt another presence, raising an eyebrow she didn't move as a man so boldly walked around her his eyes not hiding where they roamed over her. His outrageous actions with such confidence was a rare thing, for the first time she found herself smirking twice in one day at two different men, a rare occurence since men hardly matched up to her fancy these days. "Wonderful. Yes, you must be lust. No one else could inspire this.." he seemed he wanted her to hear him despite his low voice.
"How could you tell?" she said her voice like honey raising her hand to bite the tip of her index finger delicately as her eyes flicked up and down at this man as he walked over the human that currently followed her. Rosalie took this opportunity to inspect the man before her herself, he was surely stricking for his sex, a strong chin and rather dashing eyes that could possibly capture a mortal womans heart. His hair was old fashioned with its length but it didn't unattract Rosalie since it suited him well. His choice on fashion was stylish also so what was there to fault with him?

When he offered his hand she looked at it for a moment contemplating making him wait for her acceptance. So this man was pride, maybe there was a fault with him she could find after all. Taking his hand in hers she laced her soft fingers around his shakingly his hand humbly before breaking the shake with the tips of her fingers caressing his hand playfully.
"How flattering of you to say he is not befitting of me" she never once looked at the human sprawled on the floor, he gaze fixed on Verda's "Though I would say he was more of a flea than a toy" she grinned mishievious "You may call me Rosalie, or if you prefer" she paused the corner of her lips changing to something a tad seductive "Rose, but most know me as Roaslie Ranger. It is a pleasure to meet you, Tal Verda"

Sloth

A young looking female in a black sundress wandered along the path that led up to the temple, her destination. Her short hair danced along the wind but she gave no sign of annoyance she simply continued her casual walk up the path. Ava the young lady in the black dress kept her eyes glued on the path her bangs hiding her eyes, only when she was near the temple did she raise her head to peer up at the temple. The first word that popped into her head was "Japanese" and the second "Dull" but like always she kept it to herself as she made her way to the front entrance of the temple. By the appearance it seemed like she was the first one here, thinking how peaceful and quiet it would be she interrupted by a voice within the temple. Throwing out the whole peace and quiet idea out the window she entered the temple with her head down again, eying the floor she walked upon.

She didn't bother looking at a single individual within the temple but she could feel their presence and just because she wasn't looking at them directly she took in each and every person that entered her field of vision. She noted that Lust, Courage, and Pride was within the temple already but she was only assuming by their presence and usually she was on the dot. So far all she was able to take in was that Lust was being welcomed by Pride while a pathetic human man stood nearby like Lust's personal lapdog and Courage well he was in the corner of her eye and he appeared to be sitting on a bench. Just as she reached the center of the room she tripped over her own left foot and ended up falling onto her hands and knees. She simply sat there motionless, lifeless with her hair completely hiding her face and they were no longer dancing. Slowly she sat up but she didn't bother to stand back up she simply sat there on her rump with her her legs sprayed on either sides of her. Running her hand through her hair she mumbled something and with that she became silent.

"Sloth is here how wonderful." Devlin thought to himself as he noticed the person that tripped and remained where she was at and assumed it was the Sin Sloth. He slowly realized that if there were too many people here he'd sooner or later find out where the heck he would have to sleep, if he would get any sleep at nights due to the fact that pride would keep running his mouth off possibly. He shrugged as he hoped for a fellow virtue to come up and keep him company, He felt uncomfortable dealing with the Sins being here.

He didn't really care though as long as he kept his mouth shut. He was good at that, he guessed. It's probably due to the fact he died a very painful death and was given a chance for an immortal life and he accepted it was probably what kept him from speaking. He didn't let that bring him down however. So therefore he wouldn't think that Pride would be much of a problem since before he died he looked fear in it's eyes. Smirking at that he continued to meditate.

"How could I tell? My, now your just playing coy." He said softly. She even had such a sweet voice, but he knew it hid a heart after his own. Yes, perhaps this god-forsaken temple, forgive the pun, would not be so terrible after all. If the other sins were half as intriguing as this woman, and the virtues a fourth as interesting.. He would find this a wondrous vocation, but back to the present. Oh this sin was a treat. She was refined but also armed with beauty, wit, and elegance.

He felt her soft fingertips dance across the surface of his skin, it was a shame. She had seen a hand.. but had settled for a handshake, how simplistic. He was going to kiss her hand as befitting someone of worth, or perhaps if she was devious she could have kissed his hand, oh.. not everyone could be.. perfect. He raised an elegant eyebrow at her condemning of her toy.. no, her flea as she said. He gave her one of his rare true smiles, a woman after his own heart. She understood how low trash like this was.. she kept him for her own enjoyment and would throw him away once tired of him. Yes, this was indeed something the strong had the rights to.

"Oh, but I do not want to know you as Rosalie Ranger. I much prefer Rose." He said in a soft, almost husky whisper. Oh yes she was lust. Her low.. inviting tone had stired him. It seemed even he was not completely immune to her charm, but why fight such a thing? She was someone who like him understood how to use another for their own pleasure and amusement. She said his name in that same tone.. yes, a voice he would hear call his name more often. "You may call me Verda.." He said his eyes locking onto theirs, but still occasionally traveling across her body. It was something that one could not merely ignore. "Rose.." He said contemplatively. "A beauty beyond compare but barbed. Is its beauty worth the risk of grabbing it?" He mused.

He let his eyes rest on her for awhile, he was quite sure she knew the answer. She had known the answer her entire life men having succumbed to it, and even perhaps some women. "Of course its worth the risk.. Little would not be." He decided. He was not deaf. He had heard the other unimportant man speak, a thick accent that Rose's flea lacked, he had simply not been worth his time in answering. A prince of cats.. Oh, how lovely. He was always so fond of cats. It was a shame that the man lacked the spine to say it to him, but insects would be insects.

To his mild surprise a woman came in.. she herself was also rather striking. Not as striking as lust, but something was off about her. Verda could not place it. Before he could introduce himself, she crumpled to the floor and for the first time Verda was lost for words. What was this? So.. strange. He crouched next to her watching her with curiosity. He had not been able to get a good luck at her face, so he gently reached down for her chin to lift it up. He was curious as to if she would move. "And you, my dear, are?"

Devlin frowned to see that his plan didn't work yet he decided to ignore it and still meditate. He felt alone due to the fact he was the only Virtue here thus far but he was slightly antisocial to begin with. Starting with the fact he still felt pain from the shrapnel of the explosion on his arms, he was lucky the gauntlets covered up his scars otherwise people would Pry at his mind, especially Pride, he wondered again where would he sleep. He knew he was sent here by the Lord to protect himself and the virtues and the sins against the Angels and Demons, yet he still felt like he wasn't supposed to be friendly to them.. not yet to say the least.

He just resumed his meditation whilst humming Dies Irae to himself ever so softly to try and get some mental and spiritual peace about him to make sure no one bugged them and let them know he was meditating and would love to be not disturbed.

"If only idiots can even listen to that." he thought whilst meditating. "Pride and Lust I may have a problem with for awhile. Sloth maybe depending on what she's doing. But it doesn't matter im not scared, I looked fear in it's eyes. So therefore I am not scared or afraid."

Ivy had been watching it all from the garden. The moment she heard the clacking echo of Lust's slutty heels on the marble temple floor, she had taken cover and had been peeking in the window the entire time, watching as Courage entered, and soon joining them, Pride and Sloth. Sloth just sat there like a lazy lump on the floor. She tripped, but she didn't even bother to get up. "How can she be so carefree?" Ivy's internal voice spoke to herself. "I can be like that too... I can not give a crap about anything. You just watch, tonight when we're laying in bed, we're not going to think about how you're not Master's favorite, or how nobody pays attention to you. Or how you receive so little attention as a sin. We're going to fall right asleep, because we're lazy. Just. Like. Sloth." And there was Pride, making his rounds, making sure to steal the hearts of every woman he deemed attractive. If Sloth even had a heart.

Courage just sat there awkwardly. Virtues were so annoying. They always thought they were better than the sins.

Ivy finally decided to enter into the temple, making her presence known. Oh, but real quick she had to pick the most beautiful pink lily that was blooming right before her. She slipped it behind her ear, brushing back her silky, flowing, grass-green hair so that it wouldn't cover the flower's spectacle.

She practically stomped her way into the temple, her bare feet making loud slapping noises against the hard marble. "Well well. Look who decided to show up. Lust, I see you can't keep it in your dress for more than 5 minutes. How long have you been here and you've already got 2 boyfriends? That's pathetic. A new low for you. I would never stoop so low." Ivy scoffed, turning her head the other way, hoping that Lust wouldn't retort. "Her insults are always so much better than mine..." she thought to herself. "Hey Pride, why even bother? We all know where Sloth is supposed to have a heart she just has a pillow. A little cushy heart-shaped pillow." she said, addressing Verda's attempts at being charming to the most uninterested of all sins.

"Oooh, that was kinda clever, hehe" Ivy danced around in small circles, her whimsical dress flowing gracefully in wave-like patterns in the wind. Flowers from all over the dress that Ivy had picked and stuck to herself had fallen onto the floor, leaving a trail of petals and leaves wherever she danced. She was wearing this self-pleased smile, thinking as though she had (hopefully) successfully offended one of the sins. Of course, in reality nobody ever took anything she said particularly seriously. But any amount of confidence, no matter how short-lived, was important to Ivy.

"Courage, where's the rest of your crew? Did they all decide to throw themselves to the Angels when they heard you'd be here?" she giggled. Ivy always preferred using the Virtues' and Sins' "title names" because she didn't want them thinking she liked them. So she used their "fake" names as a way to further distance herself from them all. She also thought some of them tended to get offended when their real names weren't used, so she figured if there was any other way she could inconvenience everyone she would go for it.

Devlin slightly opened one eye in a glaring way at Ivy. "Envy." He noted with a hint of annoyance, "Go away please I'm trying to meditate here. The stress of getting here was bad enough without someone barking up my tree or trying to deal with angels or demons clawing at my throat." He never understood her. She was always jealous of, well, everything. Especially Courage! Seriously courage is something you have to find within yourself and not earn, either she didn't know that she had a lot of courage to try and speak to him and bug him out of his meditation or she just didn't want to deal with anyone at all at the moment.

Speaking of Virtues he still wondered where his friends were at. Justice was still probably wandering around the mountains trying to find the temple, Prudence may be following due to making sure that Justice made it through, Hope and Charity are still helping humans a bit before they made it up here, and Faith, well she would get here when she does, and Temperance is probably trying to figure out how to behave like a normal person and not so restrained.

"Just what do you want anyway Envy, just to bug me or just try and make small talk?" Devlin then said. He could tell that she didn't want to talk to him but still just trying to be friendly despite his antisocial shell.

Rosalie smiled confidently when Verdas husky whipser words of "Oh, but I do not want to know you as Rosalie Ranger. I much prefer Rose."reached her ears. It was true, no man could resist her charms not even her fellow sins or virtues apparantly, as much as that bored her at times, flattery was something she never tired of. "Verda..." she let he name roll of her tongue as though tasting if for sampling before fluttering a twitch of her lips to a smile towards him "What beauty is exciting enough without its dangers, 'Verda.'" she said his name with emphasis "Every rose has its thorns does it not" she let her eyes look over him in an accepting approval.
His flattery wasn't fickle or unfocused, it seemed he had admired her personality as well as her beauty, that made Rosalie take an actual interest in this man. She had been toying before for the sheer amusement, but now, maybe she will have her way with him if he proves useful too her affection. "do take care, dear Verda" she spoke softly with a gentle murmer of a prosperious laughter at the thoughts of what she may aquire later from this man.

As he left her human flea stood a single flower within his hand "Rosalie, for you my dearest" he handed her the white daisy as she took it with a quirked eyebrow. Twirling it in her hand she couldn't not notice Ivy's entrance her feet louder than a trumpets as she stormed across the temple the first words to say nothing but a poor insult. "Well well. Look who decided to show up. Lust, I see you can't keep it in your dress for more than 5 minutes. How long have you been here and you've already got 2 boyfriends? That's pathetic. A new low for you. I would never stoop so low." she said it haughtly with a scoff before turning away and redirecting herself at the others.

Rosalie only smiled and placed her index finger under her humans chin as she pulled him closer to her, hoping for Ivy to see she purposely kissed him tenderly with a fickle smile "Thank you, Marcus, I appreciate your gift" in truth she really would have, were he not intoxicated by her power.
As the human appeared to melt at her touch she redirected her taunting eyes towards Ivy saunting over towards the girl as she stood before the man who had ignored her presence before.
Not hesitating Rosalie draped her hands around Ivy's neck before she ran and moved her mouth close to hers "Ivy dear, your jealously has gotten worse, do not fear" she caressed the girls cheek tauntingly "I shall not leave your side, after all men are nothing compared to you" she sneered purposely trying to play with Ivy for the fun of it, she was never too sure if her charms took a major effect on her, it normally made most women blush if not succumb.

Amalia let out a sigh as she entered the temple. A long and wonderful sigh of amazement. One moment within the building and she found it to be absolutely breathtaking, finding it very kind of God to allow them to stay there to help aid them with all of their protection. And Satan, of course. It was only natural of Faith to feel grateful to him as well, despite his past and future misdeeds.

She couldn't help but stare at everything as her red eyes glanced around the room she had just walked into, already seeing a few Sins and a Virtue. She didn't want to bother him as he appeared to be meditating and she didn't know how the Sins would treat her. As Faith she usually tried first but she figured she had plenty of time being here so she would take some time before trying to befriend any of them. Amalia believed she might be able to manage befriending one or two minimum but hoped for more.

Let's see, she thought as her ruby eyes scanned the people present. One woman was very obviously Sloth, laying on the ground like that she could be no other. One of the others was Lust as she appeared to be very breathtaking and the man at her feet on the ground, he seemed to be the male version of Sloth except he was taken with the raven haired female. Pride, the man holding Sloth's chin, was obvious due to his impeccably neat clothing and hair. He took care of his appearance and it showed. There was Courage sitting on a bench meditating, or so it appeared.. he may have been ignoring the Sins. And then, finally, there was Envy with her green hair and matching eyes that sparked almost angrily at everyone. Yes, she was definitely Envy as she proceeded to point out everyone's flaws and exaggerate them.

Amalia stayed to the side and out of the way, choosing to remain silent. It was mean, what Envy was saying, and the sensitive girl could feel it hurting her. Most likely more than the others themselves, and it was being directed at them not her.

Devlin was still meditating and he noticed Faith coming in. He gave a small smirk knowing that Envy's earlier taunt from before was unfounded. He knew that the Virtues would come, but it would seem it would be slow. He shrugged that off as he still meditated trying to hope no one tried anything to disturb him further and continued to hum Dies Irae softly to himself to straighten his mind out so that way he would feel confident to even stand up to Pride, a fool as he was.

He saw Lust kiss her little entranced human earlier and thought, "Well that was awkward, he doesn't even half know where he is! More or less, I just hope she doesn't try that on me! Better avoid her JUST in case." He had never been in a relationship before but he wasn't willing to find out the hard way about bad relationships. He's smarter than that.

He quietly meditated to himself and not bother with anyone else, even though he was sure someone would bug him. It was just a matter of time before someone else other then Envy tried to make him feel peeved. But for the moment it was just quiet meditation. Just peace, and quiet.

Ivy didn't take much notice to Devlin's words. Even though he practically never spoke and had been more verbal with Ivy than anyone else so far, she felt like he was just trying to get under her skin. EVERYONE was always trying to get under Ivy's skin. Or rather, that's how she felt. As Ivy continued on her tirade of insults, she couldn't help but glance over repeatedly, while trying extremely hard to maintain her focus on Courage, to Lust, who was purposefully trying to make Ivy jealous by kissing her man-slave. She glared over in her direction as Lust did this and then turned back to Courage, trying to distract herself by continuing conversation with him. "Psh. Yeah. Like I wanna make small talk with a virtue.. you guys are so... so .... " she couldn't help but realize Lust was walking her way. "Oh great here she comes" She thought to herself.

Lust started trying to seduce Ivy, the way she tried with everyone just for attention. "

Ivy dear, your jealously has gotten worse, do not fear" she caressed the girls cheek tauntingly "I shall not leave your side, after all men are nothing compared to you"

"GO AWAY Rosalie" she snapped at her, pushing her away and glaring with her bright green eyes. "And quit being such an asshole to the humans!!!" Ivy was looking down at the man still gawking at Lust's feet. Ivy knelt down, grabbed his chin, and forced his gaze to Ivy's green eyes. "Get out of here." she commanded, her voice billowing in a magical echo, even though she was practically whispering. The command struck the human's brain and reverberated throughout his entire body; it was extremely easy to control this man as his mind had already been stripped of its defenses by Lust's magic. "Leave this mountain and walk back to your village, or family, or wherever you're from. Once you get there, don't remember any of this." The commands hit him one after the other. When Ivy was done, she stood back up, and so did the human. Assuming a practically zombie-like state, the human turned around and began walking out of the temple.

She looked back over at Lust disapprovingly; in her look it was visible that this was one of the rare moments where Envy acted completely out of her regular personality and not out of jealousy. She didn't have too many of those.. but Ivy often found that she was in a constant internal struggle to actually be a better person, despite her status as a Sin, and despite her massive amounts of natural jealousy.

Suddenly, Ivy's gaze shifted completely to the girl who entered... she recognized her instantly. It was Faith. Suddenly Ivy's mood changed. She became very quiet and withdrawn. Faith scared Ivy. She wasn't sure why... Ivy knew she had strong jealousy toward her, but there was something more than that. She almost felt as though Amalia was the exact opposite of herself, which may have been why her presence was so unsettling to Ivy. She could also tell right away that while all of the people Ivy had tried to insult had not been offended in the least, Faith was feeling it for all of them. And that bothered Ivy. She felt guilty. She felt sorry... so she just began scurrying over to a large pillar in the room they were in and tried to stay as close to it as possible, as if attempting to melt into the stones and become invisible.

Brant reached the area he was to be staying at for some time, well according to Lucifer anyway. It irritated him that he even had to do something like this in the first place, let alone have to be around 13 people he most likely would get along with for the most part. "Why a place like this? It makes me think of a rotten shrine." Wrath clearly was not pleased with how things looked on the outside, and seeing some people already there didn't help his mood either. Quickly Brant made his way to the temple, wanting to see how well he would get along with those already here. Before he even got inside however he could already feel anger flowing from inside, and what a wonderful feeling it was. What was this coming out of the temple? A human? "Looks like I can have a little fun before seeing everyone." Brant pulled out his sword and met the man as he was walking. The moment the poor human gently bumped passed Wrath he lifted his sword slightly and cut the man's arm off. As the blood quickly flowed out of the stub and the arm landed on the ground a scream of intense pain could be easily heard inside the temple. "How annoying," Wrath whispered as he made a quick sweep at the man's neck, smoothly severing the head from its body. With that the screaming was instantly silenced and Brant gave a strong downward sweep to remove the blood from the blade.

With that Wrath entered the temple, a smirk resting upon his face. "So who was the one that sent that stupid human out of the temple? I must thank you for sending me a little fun before boredom completely sets in while I stay in this dump." It was obvious that Brant had no regret for killing the man that now lay outside, headless and one arm cut clean off.

Once his eyes scanned over who was there Brant gave a sigh, "It doesn't seem like anyone here will be any fun. Oh well maybe something interesting will happen." Brant then walked over to a ledge and hoped up on it, giving him a perfect views of those currently gathered.

Jude Sylvary (Prudence)

A figure walked slowly up the stairs leading to the temple. His pace was slow, it seemed almost purposely slowly. The being was the Virtue Prudence known as Jude Sylvary. His aura expressed comfort and wisdom. He was known for his light beard which was rarely seen in a Virtue, but one in which he felt gave him character. As Jude continued up the steps with nothing but a backpack over his left shoulder, he scratched his right cheek and then grabbed something instinctively in his pocket. He was told that the other Virtues and Sins would be arriving at the temple but...something seemed off about the entire affair. Both Virtues AND Sins were being brought to the same location at the same time? It was essentially a melting pot of unstable ingredients being mixed together. The results could not be good. "What purpose could this serve if not unfortunate? Hmm...there has to be some..." Jude was musing to himself when just then he had heard a scream come from much higher up the staircase.

Jude stopped his musings and ran up the stairs to find the entrance to the temple between several mountains with a dead human body laying at the steps. "sigh...It would seem an omen has been placed at the doorstep of this temple." Several steps were drenched in blood as the poor individual's limb and head lay decapitated from the rest of his body. He was dead that much was clear...and no chance for Jude to use his powers to save the man. However he could preserve his dignity. A bright light shined around the corpse as all traces of blood and the body were removed. "Rest in peace, human." Jude muttered as he entered the Temple.

The emotion of the room was thick and Jude felt it the moment he went in. He immediately noticed a trio of faces clustered together. First, was a man who carried himself with the a strong stature and very well-maintained clothes. It was clear that he expressed the greatest respect for his looks and something he had great...Pride...in. Second, was a girl with long green hair and a beautiful pink flower placed behind her ear. She looked almost like a forest nymph who had been taken out of her habitat. "She must be Envy the one they call Ivy." Jude thought recalling a conversation with other angels. The third was a girl dressed in clothes that did their absolute best to flatter her figure. It was no surprise who that could be: Lust. The way Envy was glaring at Lust suggested that there was no guarantee one Sin would get along with another Sin, or one Virtue would get along with another Virtue. This only added to Jude's concern.

There was also an additional four in the room. Devlin (Courage) he knew prior to arriving, was busy meditating on a bench. As a warrior, Devlin always did enjoy training both physically and mentally possibly something relevant to his time as a human. Jude chuckled to himself as he thought "typical." A girl whose eyes looked very tired lay in the middle of the room. It was not difficult to guess from her tired nature that she was Sloth. It looked almost like the minute she walked through the entrance she had collapsed. While known for her laziness, Jude couldn't help but think we're all gonna need some rest soon. The third, was a young woman who had a look of deep sadness in her eyes, a look that expressed a pain shot directly to her. He recognized her as Faith, and knew that her nature was causing any insults by others to affect her personally. She was gonna need some looking after when the entire group had arrived. Finally, a young man stood on the ledge staring at the group. At first Jude was unsure he could be but noticed a blood drop on him. When taking another look around he realized no one else had such a stain and that this was the individual who must have killed the human. "Wrath...I'm gonna have to watch my back around you, aren't I?" Jude thought to himself.

Looking over everyone in the room, Jude smirked and said "I guess I'm in the right place..." as he lightly scratched his beard and let his backpack fall to the floor.

"Hey Pride, why even bother? We all know where Sloth is supposed to have a heart she just has a pillow. A little cushy heart-shaped pillow." Oh he knew that voice, but for the second his attention was distracted by something of great interest, so this was sloth. She felt so empty, but how could someone be so empty? It was as if she wanted nothing.. Oh, how intriguing. She hadnt moved since, so he gently brushed her lips with his thumb. Yes, He would spend more time with this one.. He felt it was something he must.

Rose had her interest pulled away by the flea, and right before that Ivy had insult him. Oh, how dare she. It filled him with anger, and such a shame, he had always liked her. Him a mere boyfriend? He glanced at the green women, letting his eyes roam her body. She was the only sin he had met before. She had followed him for awhile, envying him as she should. She was a beautiful women, although not as beautiful as lust, or as intriguing as this.. sloth. "My dear lovely Ivy." He said with relish knowing how she would hate it. Comparing herself to Lust. "You know how much I enjoy your company." Oh he meant it to. They way she looked at him with loathing, envy, but his personal favorite, self-loathing. "I would happily take you as my lover instead Ivy." He mused.

A new woman who entered.. Although she did not hold the ethereal beauty of Lust, the rather enjoyable presence of Envy, or the strange intrigue that aroused with Sloth, so he paid her no attention. A man entered saying he killed some man or another. Verda cast his eyes at him, taking in his measure and found him wanting. Wrath was just another brute. A dime a dozen. Verda only wanted diamonds, but before he had time to take him into account, yet another man entered.. once again Pride took a measure of him and found nothing interesting. Lust was a delight, Ivy a great amusement, Sloth.. well, he would have to find out more before he decided on her, but the others.. Well, they had not proven themselves worthy of his attention.

He turned back to sloth and couched once more before her, patiently waiting for her to respond to him. He had a feeling she was one that would be worthy the wait.

Sloth

She remained on the floor as she thought about whether to get up or remain on the floor, she wanted to get up but the problem was that she just didn't feel like moving another muscle. She knew if she remained on the floor it would bring attention to herself and she didn't exactly want that, at least not yet she was exhausted. She had to walk miles upon miles just to get here since no transportation was able to get through that terrible terrain, just as she was getting deeper into her thoughts she heard a male's voice. Before she knew it Pride was crouched in front of her asking her name she supposed, then she noticed he was gripping her chin gently but with enough strength to make her look into his eyes.

This was Pride huh, his sin wasn't what surprised her it was the fact that he made a series of movements without even her brain registering it, thinking it was impossible she heard the footsteps of other vices and virtues. Even though she had her back to them she could tell exactly who was entering the temple now and the outbursts and their actions simply verified her assumption. Just as she cracked her lips open to answer him Pride's attention was drawn away by the others that have now joined them, thinking she better forget the question she was taken back when he crouched in front of her once again. This was getting interesting she thought as she gave the tiniest hint of a smirk.

"This is a surprise," She said in a slight European accent but much softer as if she had her own accent all for herself, "Pride himself has lowered himself just to know the name of a girl that sits on the floor at your feet." She continued, "Or has Lust rubbed off on you and you simply wish for the physical contact?" she asked, she was simply teasing him but her dead eyes made it seem like she was being cruel the only hint to her teasing was that tiny smirk she had on.

Verda smiled at her wit. It was a refreshing surprise, he found those that lacked it dreadfully dull and not worth his time. He was glad that his valuable time invested in waiting for her had proven of some worth. She had a soft accent, European, he supposed, but he was unsure from which part. It did not sound eastern European such as Romanian, so it had to be more western European. Interesting, an accent that he could not place.. That was unacceptable. There was nothing that he could not accomplish. It was yet another thing he would have to discover.

"My fair lady. Of course I must lower myself closer to your level to speak with you. How else would I hear something so low?" He said back. It was an insult in turn, although he was sure she would not mind or even care for the matter. He simply said it out of necessity. Such little slights on him must always be answered. If it was a witty insult, one must be given back in turn, and so on. She should feel honored. He deemed her worthy enough to give her a response. Was it wrath who said such things, although he doubted the brute could muster the wit, then he would have simply laughed at him and moved on. They were all like insects. A fly sitting on the wall giving a quiet buzz. It was simply not worth the effort of swatting, so far only Lust, Envy, and Sloth had proven themselves amusing enough to be far to good to be mere insects.

He meet her dead eyes. Where her eyes were dead, his eyes were alight with amusement and life. "Perhaps she has rubbed off on me. Although." He paused "If I wished for physical contact, I would merely stay with her, or that delighting Envy." He only said such since he knew the so said woman in green was near. "Rose is a beauty beyond compare, with more to her then I originally thought. Compared to her you are.. Well, that would be rude to continue wouldn't it?" He said with a soft smirk. He looked over at Envy, although still speaking to Sloth. "Envy.. oh, how I adore my little envy."

He stopped. "But I am here with you for reasons, I myself have yet to understand. Fascinating." He said although it was unsure if it was said for himself or for her. "I am Tal Verda." He said at last. He would have bowed to her, however, he was already crouched, and he would have done so for very few others. "And as iv said before my lovely woman, and I do hate to be kept waiting. Who might you be?"

Greed had killed a mighty human that morning. He was big fish in the fashion world – he had started off as a humble undergrad design student, but with networking and great talent he made it to the very top of the industry. And as he strived towards the best so did his soul mutate into a ball of greed and spite with each new advance. When he first entered the world, he was young, slim and eager; when Greed escorted him out he was a guzzling overweight old man. This made Greed happy – she couldn’t stand his immense wealth. If she couldn’t have something, no one would.

She materialized at the foot of the steps of the grand Temple with her hands and high heels dripping with blood. The fashion mogul's departing was very painful and gruesome – she set the attack dogs he kept in his basement into his bedroom. Her body shape strained in the confinement of her golden cat suit bejeweled with bright stars picked from the night’s sky; the gruel on it gave her a farcical demeanor and the sharp angles of her face glittered with its bright glare.

Greed felt energized and eager. In this temple she would acquire new things and as always, she had to have the best. Suddenly, the smile plastered on her face melted away. A stink, the smell of a Virtue’s blessing rose to her nostrils and she realized that she wasn’t the first to arrive. She dashed up the steps, panicking and leaving triangles of red on the white marble. In frustration she swiped at her cheek and stained it crimson, a striking color against her pale skin.

I have to get the best room, she thought. They came before me! I have to have it! It’s mine! MINE!

She entered the large portico looking like a mad woman. Her eyes blazed with unnatural light, her small nostrils flared out and her painted mouth contorted into a snarl. She blindly moved her head side to side, not registering the Sins and Virtues around her.

“You goddamn thieving bastards, it’s MINE!” She shrieked into the room and then bolted towards the wall hallway a few feet away, leaping over the lying Sloth in such a graceful manner that she looked like an antelope in flight. Fourteen separate doors lined the hall. Her enhanced sense of extravagance pinpointed the fourth room on her left and she almost sobbed with joy as she realized that no one had occupied it. She slid inside and slammed the door shut. Then silence came and peace of mind with it.

The room was large with its walls covered in white paisley wallpaper. A cream colored silk rug stretched over the cold granite floor and its gold tassels fringed and lovingly spread its thick tendrils. It was modest, but quite efficiently furnished: a white queen sized bed full of velvet pillows stood with its headrest to the right wall, a small cabinet to its left, a big sofa obstructed the other wall and a wide gilt closet was pushed into a corner like an abandoned giant. In front of Greed a large window opened towards the scenery of great lulling mountains and plains, the giant trees creating a mosaic of green and brown in the soft sunlight.

She sagged to the floor with her knees cocked outward and sighed. It was settled; victory was hers. Without giving another thought on the others in the Temple she closed her eyes and relished her new possession in blissful solitude.

Justice had arrived finally. He had been hold up by "work" as he called it a man had been hiding from the athorities up in these mountains his crime being that he burned down several buildings in a village, taking 17 lives with the fire and falling rubble. He had tracked him down to a small hut in the shade of the brush hidden away from any mortal eyes justice had gone in opening the door and proclaiming. "I am Justice God's eternal fire and hunter I am here to show you your sins and pass judgment." The man said. "Who the heck are you?... some loon?" Justice did not awnser he simply lunged forward grabing the man's face with his hand. "Now see your sins and pay for them." He watched as the man started to scream and white fire started at his feet and soon engulfed him, after he was done there was only the man's clothes and ashes.

He was currantly crouched down on the roof of the temple watching the groups socialize he chuckled to himself when greed charged in eyes ablaze he had seen all of the sins in action before... except of course envy she had watched him. But they where all acting as he remembered them he decided to wait a little longer to watch and listen before letting himself be known.

Devlin heard Greed yelling out to get the best room and HAD to cover his ears. Jeeze if she wanted the best room she could've just asked, they didn't do any dibs! He then noticed Lust was messing with his own consciousness trying to replace the human wrath massacred with HIM. His face turned to a small shade of red but he quickly snapped out of it to get ready to stand up. "Well that ruined it." he said to himself as he stood up and grabbed his sword to carry it still a little pink from Lust messing with him. he then decided to use the hook that the back of his armor had to carry the sword and found it easier to walk around and figure out what to do. He noticed Prudence just getting here and realizing that's a good thing since now he'd have a good person to talk to and get advice on how to approach the others.

He decided thought to figure out which room he should claim as his own. He noticed Justice walking in at the same time and said nothing, knowing he's just as much a loner as he himself is. Walking to the hallway where he knew the rooms were he found the fourteen doors, seven in each hallway side, he walked to the second door to the right and opened it and noticing it was a balcony room with a few combat items and several books he knew it was perfect for him. He walked in and closed the door and saw a stand for his sword which he used right away to get the sword off him to stretch his back a bit.

"This'll be fun." he said once more to himself. "It's an enjoyable experience so far, not many people are communicating with me which is nice." He sighed knowing that sooner or later something is going to happen and it might have someone trying to bug him written ALL over it. Oh well luck favors the prepared he assumed so he decided to meditate in this room to have some privacy. It was nothing but bliss to him and he enjoyed it.

He wondered however when the other virtues would get here, he counted himself, Justice, Prudence and Faith so far. that's four out of seven. So where is the others he would wonder to himself but think that they'll get here when they get here. For now however it was just him and peaceful quiet for the moment unless someone knocks on his door.

Ivy's change of heart as she panicked a bit pushing Rose away only made her chuckle especially as she saw the human being directed away "Aww" she mocked an upset tone "now who am I going to have to satisfy me" she sighed before giving the girl a gleam of her eye "Maybe you should make up for your actions" she let her fingers grace down the girls arm suggestively simply to tease her.
Rosalie loved teasing Ivy since she was Envy, she found her reactions far more amusing then that of any other so far, however she couldn't help but notice the man who sat near them meditating, he still hadn't glanced at her in admiration or 'lust' which somewhat annoyed her.

Sitting down elegantly beside him she crossed her legs amorously and leaned her chin in the palm of her hand as she openly looked at him up and down with a slight smile. "Or maybe I should leave that part up to you.." like with Ivy she moved her hand to stroke down his arm getting a feel of his skin, "I can be very willing to follow others suggestions..." she spoke the last of her words dragging a bit with the sound of her soft playful voice. "Though I do not know what to call you young man, perhaps you could lend a 'hand' towards me" she smirked moving her hand to his cheek letting it slowly caress him moving down to his lips where she traced them suggesting her desire.

As she played with this man (courage) Rosalie noted the other sins and virtues that made their way inside, she gave them sly glances with her eyes raising her eyebrows at Wraths comment. "My human is no longer wrath?" she asked without much care. "How disappointing for you Ivy, he didn't make it home" she grinned tipping her head back with an arch of her chest revealing more than she should so that she could look behind her at the newcomers. "I can be as much 'fun' as you want me to be here young man should I deem you worthy of it" she licked her lips at wrath tauntingly before noticing another with a beard. He made her frown and straighten her posture to return to looking at courage. Prudence of all people she did not like to be around.

Greed on the other hand, her entrance only made her smiled as she moved her hand again to lace her arm with the man beside her whether he was willing her not as she rested her head on his shoulder "I think Livia is satisfied" she said with a pout "Its unfair almost" she moved her free hand to walk up courage's chest with her index and middle finger.
She had heard Verda's compliment of her when speaking to Sloth, it had made her smile, so he had seen more inside of her after all, him she would definitely have fun with.

Sloth

She couldn't help to notice the slight of interest that arose from within her, who was this guy? Just as the question entered her mind Pride told her his name, Tal Verda what an unusual name she thought to herself. She also couldn't help but to notice the increase of voices and screaming, were bedrooms that important to them? Adverting her attention back to Tal Verda, "Oh, I know all too well that about you," she said pertaining to his dislike in waiting which was unusual to her she was perfectly fine with waiting. "My name is Ava Iron, most know me as the Iron Maiden," She introduced herself finally, which she didn't understand why one would want to know someone's name when they'll most likely forget the person along with their name.

"Now if you don't mind helping me up, I grow tired of sitting on the floor," She said as she reached her right hand out for him to help her up. She slightly pulled her hand away but only by mere fractions of an inch, "Unless I'm too beneath you for you to touch." After she spoke those words her smirk disappeared and she simply stared at him wondering what his next action would be. She would understand if he refused to help her up, but if he did that she found no reason for him to take that action. She was always the type trying to figure out someone even when it didn't appear so and when they did something she did not understand that simply confused her, some would call it closest to anger she could get.