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

[crytearsofjoy]

[There's a pause of silence as the journal begins to record. Listeners can hear a deep inhale and a following exhale before Winry begins to speak. When she does the girl tries to sound confident, but in all honesty she's scared of what she has to do.]Hey everyone, have you heard of automail yet? It's a state of the art prosthetic limb that is

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[crytearsofjoy]

The automail works by using a port to convert the electric pulses from the nerves in the body into a useable electrical current to control the wires. Those wires control the basic metal skeleton of the limb.

[crytearsofjoy]

Not at all! After the patient becomes accustomed to their new limb and has made a full recovery everything works just fine.

[crytearsofjoy]

When I last left the year was nineteen hundred and nine.

[crytearsofjoy]

No, not really... I lived in a country called Amestris.

[crytearsofjoy]

We have alchemy, but has nothing to do with automail. [She didn't understand the rest and their planet doesn't really have a name. Ahah.]

[crytearsofjoy]

I hear that's the case for a lot of worlds. We're a little late on getting the flying machines though. [Kind of like that's a trade off.]

[crytearsofjoy]

Well I'm glad it did.