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This isn't the village, isn't it.
Oi.
Someone answer before I start hurting people.
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...Or maybe not. I don't really need a reason, anyway. [and he punctuates his sentence with a grin and a stomp of the foot, creating a three-foot wide crater in cobblestone
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*Envy, in lay terms, scares the crap out of Alfons.*
This is um...
Th-This is Central...
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Yeah? Central? [looks around as if to confirm it, and decides he doesn't quite believe him.]
Let's say you're right. Then who are you?
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Um...I'm Alfons Heiderich.
*She'd say more, but she's scared the man might get mad if she talks too much.*
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Alfons? What the hell kind of a name is that?
[ooc: DDDDD: KICK ME OR SOMETHING SRY SRY SRY]<\small>
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Envy?
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...who are you and how do you know my name, kid?
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I am Gluttony.
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You're in Central. But not the Amestrian one.
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...you don't know who you're talking to, do you?
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How did you do that?!
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[laughs] It's a talent, missy.
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You're definitely not the Envy I know... but that was really neat! Can you show me again? [excited]
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What the flying fuck are you wearing?
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[She crosses her arms over her chest, ouroboros mark still clearly visible.]
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But.
[sputters.] You're not Lust. That can't be.
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