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[corrupted_steel]

[lalala he's in the uniform, but clearly he's not supposed to be, since the jacket is open and he's kneeling on a chair hovering over a cafe table like a small child. (Mysteriously enough, the waitresses at said cafe aren't kicking him out.) And he's stacking quite the assortment of chocolates into four distinct piles: dark, milk, white, and Those

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[thesoulbound]

-=passes by and pauses, watching the Edward work.=-

Research?

[corrupted_steel]

Oh? No no no. Organisation. Edward has already finished his paperwork and had decided to take a small...nap.

[thesoulbound]

-=quirks a brow=- Edward? Why are you speaking in third.. Nevermind.

How does one take a nap with paperwork and... chocolate?

...lmao

[corrupted_steel]

Mmmmn, yes, yes, poor boy. Someone tried to do him in again. Coffee.

He is napping. [looks straight at him, and smiles brightly as he taps his temple] Right here, dearheart. Paperwork...has nothing to do with it, honestly, how can you military types stand that...[mutters at his chocolate piles]

[heidialpen]

*had been sitting in the cafe, enjoying some coffee that she had paid for with some...scrounged up money, when she noticed the humming from a few tables over. Curiosity getting to her, and she went to investigate (her coffee was nearly gone, anyway)*

Edward? What are you up to?

[corrupted_steel]

[irritated] Pride, pretty, pride.

Mmmn, someone's nosy.

[heidialpen]

*a bit of a blush, scratching at the back of her head - and wondering if he could have known...? People didn't usually call boys pretty, after all*

O-oh...I'm sorry, Herr Pride... *it was a weird name, but she wouldn't ask about that*

I was just curious, that's all.

[corrupted_steel]

[and he notices 'him' blushing, and he grins slightly]

Ah, well, you have not known who I am, dearheart. Apology accepted and burned and buried.

I am thinking about building a chocolate fortress. Or perhaps killing someone with the chocolate. Or sending them. Or mmmmn...getting rid of the ones with milk, they are nasty.

[upyourscolonel]

*Snatches one, probably a fucking drugged one. Because who the fuck can resist that much fucking chocolate.*

[corrupted_steel]

*IT HAS MILK IN IT but he probably won't notice*

[watches him in glee o/]

[upyourscolonel]

*IT'S CHOCOLATE I DON'T CARE IF THERE'S MILK*

*eats this.*

:|

[corrupted_steel]

*EUGHHHH SICK*

Was it tasty, blondie?

[steelsoul_al]

*is trying to sneak up behind him to swipe a chocolate...and does so, taking a couple of the milk chocolate ones. He knows his own brother to guess that Pride wouldn't appreciate it very much*

So...what're you up to?

[upyourscolonel]

WATCH OUT THEY'RE DRUGGED

[steelsoul_al]

Hmm? *still thoughtfully chewing on the ones he has in his mouth.*

[upyourscolonel]

Shit too late.

Whatshisface said there were afro-day...somethings in it.

[poorsoul]

[upyourscolonel]

DON'T EAT THE CHOCOLATE.

[poorsoul]

!!

[upyourscolonel]

Its drugged.