♨ Six Apples and Cinnamon - Action ♨

[crytearsofjoy]

[The rain puts a damper on Winry's plans. She had intended to spread out a blanket, and eat outside the smithy during her lunch break today. Instead she stays inside, sitting by the couch. She welcomes all who come in, whether they be costumers, or just seeking refuge from the rain. In front of her she has a sandwich, and a juice box.]

[But that's

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[asmilethatkills]

[Selim's been feeling more or less moody after returning from being mallynapped. He's also been...concern for Winry since she had been taken as well. So, he decides to go out for a walk and visit her at the smithy, umbrella on hand of course. Soon as he enters, his keen sense of smell he had inherited from Gluttony picked up the scent of blood.]

...[Quietly, he searches around the smithy to locate the source]

[wings_thatwait]

[He'll find Winry working away at her arm. Oh, is that bone? She might be getting close... But then she notices Selim, and smiles.]

What brings you here?

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[asmilethatkills]

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[asmilethatkills]

W-Winry! What are you doing!?

[wings_thatwait]

Fixing my arm, Selim! What else does it look like?

[asmilethatkills]

Fixing your arm with a screwdriver? [Trying to grab the screwdriver now] I don't think you're suppose to fix an arm like this!

[wings_thatwait]

Don't be silly! I'm a mechanic, I know how to fix my own prosthetic arm. [She goes to move the tool out of his reach.]

[asmilethatkills]

But that's a real arm! [Winry, stop making him panic here and give him that tool]

[crytearsofjoy]

[No.] It is not! Selim, I've had this automail forever.

[asmilethatkills]

But it's Mister Edward with the automail, and automail doesn't bleed! [Going around the other side to try and get the tool...s-so much blood] You need to put that down and go see a doctor for your arm, Winry!

[crytearsofjoy]

It's not blood it's oil. Selim, are you okay? I've had this prosthetic arm forever, why don't you remember?

[asmilethatkills]

I remember you always had real arms. Why don't you remember? [...Wait, funny things happen when they are taken, right?]

It's the bad people. The Malnosso are lying to you!

[crytearsofjoy]

No, I... since... [She's always had it right. Ever since... ever since... She can't remember. When did she have her installation? Why? She had no memory of it...]

[asmilethatkills]

...Since when?

[wings_thatwait]

I... I don't know... [She begins to tremble. Winry can't remember. Her head begins to hurt.] Maybe I never...

[asmilethatkills]

[...he takes hold of her hand] Miss Winry was lied to by the Malnosso and got hurt.