Wednesday, February 11, 1953, Midnight

[laviedeletat]

[As per usual, Roy is making his rounds through the city. As the last place before his shift ends, he goes to check on the Jail, passing by, just quickly scanning the area - when something catches his eye. A book, almost hidden in the shadows of an empty cell. When he retrieves it, he dusts it off, reading the title, "A Collection of Notes

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Why Maes is around this late, who knows.

[graficmemory]

Yo, Roy!

[laviedeletat]

Maes. Ignoring the fact that it's the middle of the night, do you know where I could find Ed?

[graficmemory]

Well, let's see. If he's not in Lina's place, then he's at the cafe. And then if he's not there, then he might have been kicked out and is either in Number Ten or in the library. And if he's in the library, you won't be able to get to him until open hours because they lock that place up tighter than a drum!

Why? What you need from him?

[laviedeletat]

Lina. Is that his wife's name? Where does she live?

I found a book on alchemy - with his father's name on the cover.

[ambergoldeyes]

*Roy is so in luck, 'cause Ed's walking that exact same path he was when they ran into each other before; heading to the cafe from the library. yawning though, tired from another long, boring day at work, and not paying much attention to where he's going*

[laviedeletat]

[He hears the footsteps before he sees Ed, but the moment his eyes catch that blond hair, he swiftly walks over.]

Edward. I need to speak to you.

[ambergoldeyes]

*doesn't pause, just glances over at him as he trudges onward*

Yeah? What about?

[laviedeletat]

[He reaches into his coat and pulls the book out.]

Does this look familiar to you at all? It's a book on alchemy with your father, or someone with your father's name, listed as one of the authors.