It was an oppressively hot day even by Rush Valley standards, when even the most dedicated automail engineers left their workshops to seek refuge in the relative cool of dimmed and shuttered storefronts. The blond man, clad in heavy military blues, winced as he stepped out of the train depot’s shadow and offered up a silent prayer that he wouldn’t
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Great job on this ! :)
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Thanks for reading still!
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And while I'm at it, let me go take a look at Divergence.
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still love this
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Glad you liked (and I'm going through the backlog of fic).
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i'm sure i have some to post myself
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You do know that no doubt future chapters will need a blazing neon pink tissue warning, right? 'Cause this one was ok, but knowing Divergence and all... ;)
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As for the blazing neon pink tissue warning, I thought the mere mention of it being in the Div-verse would make that clear! :D
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Anyway, looking forward to more evolved!Winry. ^^
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Ooo, I want one of those!
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