♨ 1 Apple Pie + Three Apples and Cinnamon - Voice ♨

[crytearsofjoy]

T-to those who knew Alphonse Elric, he's - [Gone home? No. He said he was headed to-] gone back to Germany. His room is empty, his things are gone. So... [She can't say much more. To avoid sobbing or crying she switches to something else. Her voice cracks a little/]

Mr. and Mrs. Hughes? Would the both of you and Elicia like to move in? This house

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Voice

[lists_to_port]

Friend of yours, Miss Winry?

Voice

[crytearsofjoy]

Al? A childhood friend, actually.

Voice

[lists_to_port]

Very sorry to hear you've lost another, darling. Did you get the gift I left for you?

[Jack had wrapped up one of Winry's OWN HAMMERS as her Christmas gift, back in December.]

Voice

[crytearsofjoy]

Yes, I did.

Voice

[lists_to_port]

Did you like it? It made me think of you.

Voice

[crytearsofjoy]

Are you going to give me back the rest on my birthday?

[Voice] 1/2

[lists_to_port]

Voice

[lists_to_port]

Not likely, no.

Voice

[crytears_ofjoy]

[It was worth a shot.] You do know that I really, really don't like you, right?

Voice

[lists_to_port]

And you know that I think the world of you, darling?

Voice

[crytearsofjoy]

I find you in the smithy again and I'll make sure you leave with your brains oozing out of your head.

Voice

[lists_to_port]

I find your harsh threats even more endearing than your subtle warnings, lovely.

Voice

[crytearsofjoy]

[There's no winning with him, is there?] Stop addressing me like that.

Voice

[lists_to_port]

Right: it's Miss Rockbell, then. Forever.

Voice

[crytearsofjoy]

That's much better.

Voice

[lists_to_port]

At your service, Miss Rockbell.