11th Exchange
:: Ed was not having much luck with his broken automail arm. It was still in complete disarray. Unfortunately, this meant things were a little harder to do. He currently sat alone in his room, staring at the empty spot of his desk where that figure of Alphonse used to be.
Yeah, he was still a little sad about that. It was just a figure purchased from a store, but it was a gift, and one representing something rather important to him. Having it taken away by a nasty shadow from the past was pretty disheartening.
Thinking about what he could still do to contribute, he contemplated the situation silently. ::
Yeah, he was still a little sad about that. It was just a figure purchased from a store, but it was a gift, and one representing something rather important to him. Having it taken away by a nasty shadow from the past was pretty disheartening.
Thinking about what he could still do to contribute, he contemplated the situation silently. ::