Reunions [completed!]
Character(s): Edward, Nina, Repliku
Content: Edward meets up with Nina
Setting: F4
Time: afternoon
Warnings: not as of yet, no
Ed shoved his journal back into his pocket as the train stopped for the second time since he’d gotten on the Vaneheim line and quickly extracted himself from the car. The trains in Paixao made much shorter stops than the steam engines in Amestris or Germany and Ed worried about how long it would take those doors to close again.
He stopped on the platform to consult a map before turning and heading quickly to the north exit. He was relieved, not only to be on his way to meet Nina, but also to put down the journal. As fascinatingly useful as the devices were, Ed was definitely starting to feel the strain of being polite to all the people he’d been conversing with through them.
Courtesy had never been his strong suit. He had tried develop some skill for it in the last few years because it had turned out to be a much better way to get people to give him information than being forceful without any actual influence to back it up. But still, being polite for a prolonged period of time was tiring; only half the people he spoke to on the journals seemed to actually have anything useful to say.
Once on the street, Ed found the Haja O Que Houver easily and sent a message to Nina from the lobby telling her he’d arrived.
Content: Edward meets up with Nina
Setting: F4
Time: afternoon
Warnings: not as of yet, no
Ed shoved his journal back into his pocket as the train stopped for the second time since he’d gotten on the Vaneheim line and quickly extracted himself from the car. The trains in Paixao made much shorter stops than the steam engines in Amestris or Germany and Ed worried about how long it would take those doors to close again.
He stopped on the platform to consult a map before turning and heading quickly to the north exit. He was relieved, not only to be on his way to meet Nina, but also to put down the journal. As fascinatingly useful as the devices were, Ed was definitely starting to feel the strain of being polite to all the people he’d been conversing with through them.
Courtesy had never been his strong suit. He had tried develop some skill for it in the last few years because it had turned out to be a much better way to get people to give him information than being forceful without any actual influence to back it up. But still, being polite for a prolonged period of time was tiring; only half the people he spoke to on the journals seemed to actually have anything useful to say.
Once on the street, Ed found the Haja O Que Houver easily and sent a message to Nina from the lobby telling her he’d arrived.