Jun 25, 2009 16:07
THERE'S FUCKING SAND.
AND IT'S EVERYWHERE. It got all inside my damned pants and the pockets!
It's hotter than hell too, and my automail is making me boil to death. Should really find my coat.
WHAT THE HELL DID I COME BACK TO?!
[OOC: Ed had been off doing research again, reviewing the notes and papers from the Inner City Incursion; thus his absence. He'd only been around very sparsely, only checking in on Alphonse to see how he was managing in the clinic. Very shortly after that, all communication was lost with Ed. The reason being? His PCD got lost. Lame, but it would explain a lot. Now Ed's back, a newly forged PCD in hand and ready for action~]
complaining is my middle name,
sand sand everywhere haha the shrimp has,
aksjdh wut,
*affected,
too much heat halp,
hoshit there's a mermaid somewhere,
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