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WHO: Edward Elric, OPEN
WHAT: Ed finds a way to make a quick buck; cosmetic surgery.
WHERE: Zone 7
WHEN: Now's as good as any!
WARNINGS/NOTES: --
The boy was an enterprising sort, one would have to admit. All the weirdness and unnervingly huge surroundings aside, Edward wasn't going to get anywhere unless he took some chances. That was a practice he was more than familiar with.
It had become more than obvious that his abilities were something that shouldn't be exposed unless situation proved it absolutely necessary. Not that Edward was ever one for being very subtle, but he wasn't stupid. Although he hadn't been around Axiom Nexus for very long, he'd made it a point to figure out the place as much as he could. It was maybe oddly comforting to know that even in some place as alien as this, there was some sort of hierarchy to the city. He supposed one should find that anywhere, though.
And so was the reason why he had come down to this zone. He wanted a place that he could make use of his alchemical skills and not have any Transtechs breathing (or...whatever it was they did) down his back for it.
"Quick fixes- payment negotiable! Got some nasty dents or unsightly scars? No problem!"
He'd received more than plenty odd looks, perhaps just as many laughs and jeers. That had been easily remedied with a few demonstrations. A clap of his hands. A flash of light. Good as new, just like magic!
WHAT: Ed finds a way to make a quick buck; cosmetic surgery.
WHERE: Zone 7
WHEN: Now's as good as any!
WARNINGS/NOTES: --
The boy was an enterprising sort, one would have to admit. All the weirdness and unnervingly huge surroundings aside, Edward wasn't going to get anywhere unless he took some chances. That was a practice he was more than familiar with.
It had become more than obvious that his abilities were something that shouldn't be exposed unless situation proved it absolutely necessary. Not that Edward was ever one for being very subtle, but he wasn't stupid. Although he hadn't been around Axiom Nexus for very long, he'd made it a point to figure out the place as much as he could. It was maybe oddly comforting to know that even in some place as alien as this, there was some sort of hierarchy to the city. He supposed one should find that anywhere, though.
And so was the reason why he had come down to this zone. He wanted a place that he could make use of his alchemical skills and not have any Transtechs breathing (or...whatever it was they did) down his back for it.
"Quick fixes- payment negotiable! Got some nasty dents or unsightly scars? No problem!"
He'd received more than plenty odd looks, perhaps just as many laughs and jeers. That had been easily remedied with a few demonstrations. A clap of his hands. A flash of light. Good as new, just like magic!