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[crazy4automail]

What...what is this place? Last I remember is snow, not sand! Anyone here? Ed? Al? Grandma? ANYONE?

*sigh* Can't be helped. I should investigate. Better be careful though...

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[crimsonhanded]

Well now.

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[crazy4automail]

Oh--

[crazy4automail]

Oh, no. Oh, shoot.

3/3

[crazy4automail]

Err. Hello.

[ooc; Strategy number 1! Act innocent.]

[crimsonhanded]

How fortunate of you to escape from Briggs.

[crazy4automail]

Ehehehe...escape? What do you mean escape, Mister Kimblee? I cannot remember how I got here myself. Maybe I fell asleep in the car? Hit my head or something?

[ooc; And keep on doing it.]

[crimsonhanded]

Escape the snow and cold, of course. It's the middle of summer here, after all.

[ ooc: He's playing nice-for now. ]

[crazy4automail]

It seems that way. The clothes in Briggs were a bit too heavy, anyway. And you have also escaped Briggs, then, mister Kimblee?

[ooc; Same here. ^_^ "Kimblee? But he's a nice man" type of a mentality.]

[crimsonhanded]

Yes, as has the Major General, as you already know.

Need any information on the City, Miss Rockbell? There's a commonly used guide I can point you to.

[crazy4automail]

I saw that too. So almost everyone from Briggs is here, aheheheheh...almost?

Why...thank you, mister Kimblee. That's nice of you.

[crimsonhanded]

Hardly everyone, but most of the... important people, yes.

No thanks necessary, Miss Rockbell. It is my pleasure.

[crazy4automail]

I'm important, then? ^_^

But I insist, mister Kimblee. My parents educated me well.

[crimsonhanded]

To the Elric brothters, of course. I imagine they're thrilled to see you.

Ah yes, your parents. I'm sure they would be proud of you.

[crazy4automail]

Of course, they are.

I'm sure they are.

[ooc; Read: "DIE. DIE, YOU! DIE!."]