The tension in the air was so thick that it was palpable, and the stare down between the two powerhouses of the sins would terrify the bravest of souls. Of course, having dealt with these sorts of arguments for thousands of years, Greed knew that ignoring them was the best strategy. At worst, they would only hurt each other. Instead, Greed kept his attention on the black screen, looking for any discerning markings or letters that would clue him in on it's purpose. This investigation was cut short when one of the women, most likely Lust considering her... Assets, approached Greed and answered his inquiry.

"That?"

The woman bent down to the floor and began to search around, blinking rapidly and rubbing her eyes. After several seconds of searching she rose up with a strange device that Greed had not noticed before.

"I'm not sure, but try poking it with this thing as see what happens. If nothing happens it means you aren't poking it hard enough. Really get in there until things start cracking."

Greed gently took the object, making sure to hide his smirk. Lust must have been trying to take make him out to be a fool. Why would he ever poke something so hard it cracks? If it didn't work with the slightest of taps, then why the hell would a human use it? They are creatures that are slothful, and wouldn't use excessive force unless they had to... Unless, this screen was a weapon. Gently, Greed poked the black surface with the remote, and nearly jumped from the loud noise behind him.

[color=7d3ca2]"Now SILENCE."[/color]

A chill rushed down Greed's spine and, for several seconds, he refused to make a sound. Eventually, however, he gasped and began to breath heavily, being released from Pride's influence. That was one of his least favorite parts about her - she was always ready to use that power of hers, and it always effected the people around her. It was only thanks to the fact that her voice wasn't directed straight at Greed and their thousands of years together that Greed was able to shake the effect so quickly. Greed simply shook his head and turned back to the screen, turning away from the argument unfolding. This was the point when the argument would stop. Wrath would step down, since Pride always used her power when she was trying to win an argument. Wrath felt the full brunt of her voice, so he must have been shaking in his boots right now. The object had dozens of buttons, all easy to press and pleasant to the touch. Greed carefully read the text on or next to the buttons, and tried many until he was left with one button in the upper right of the object. It was circular, odd considering most of the other buttons were rectangles or squares, and was red with a white symbol. The symbol itself appeared to be a circle with a line partially protruding from the top of the circle. This button drew his attention since, unlike most of the other buttons, it completely lacked text. 

All the while, the room slowly began to tremble, and Greed shuddered in fear - Wrath wasn't standing down. This had only happened a few times in the extensive span of time that the group knew each other, and it was always over the biggest reasons. Greed knew the second that the words [color=c24641]"Try me..."[/color] escaped Wrath's lips, it was time to be afraid. The shards of glass trembled slightly, and Greed immediately hurried his work on the black screen, praying that it was a weapon he could use to shield himself from the ensuing fight.

With great care, Greed placed the remote flat on the screen, and pressed the power button, only for nothing to happen. Of course nothing would happen, this thing was useless! Angrily, Greed backed away from the screen, and pointed the remote once more at the screen, this time at a distance of about 5 feet. Once he pressed the button, the black screen immediately brightened, revealing a man in a suit talking in front of a map.

"-and there is a slight chance of rain this week, with possible thunderstorms on Saturday."

On the screen, percentages were listed underneath pictures of rain clouds, and the man continued to drone on and on about the weather. Greed was now at a significantly further distance, and it took him nearly 30 seconds to realize that the man talking wasn't really there. How he managed to put himself into the screen, Greed wasn't completely aware, but he obviously couldn't see the demons or he would have asked what was with the fight going on behind Greed. More that this, Greed pondered who the hell this man was - he could predict the weather, with amazing accuracy if the percentages were to be believed. He must have been an incredible wizard to accomplish such a feat...

More importantly, Greed was glad to have the remote. Hw toyed with it, playing with the volume and turning it up and down, like a child with a new toy. This remote was his now - he claimed it. In the back of his mind, behind the joy of getting a new possession, Greed hoped that the fight would be dispelled thanks to this man suddenly appearing in the screen.