*This Winry can be found cleaning the floors of the bar "The Devil's Nest." She doesn't officially work there, but it's something to keep her occupied while she procrastinates opening her automail workshop. She knows it will be a bitter sweet event; because even though she'll start doing what she loves, it will mean admitting to herself that she ( Read more... )

*Alfons is in her usual haunt (the warehouse, if anyone is guessing), and um.

She.

Is.

Pissed.

Pissed enough to kick the wall rather hard when she comes in, only to cry out in pain and sit on the ground, fuming, right afterwards.*

I think I might have a solution to this problem, I mean, of getting out of here. Lessee.. I need lots of metal..and I need Alfons' fuel formula. I'm sure I can improve on it somehow..

At the rate things are going, I'm more likely to create a probability engine than a gravity engine ( Read more... )

I. Will. Kill. That. Bastard.

...I know this sounds like a stupid question...

But it's probably not a good sign when a homunculus starts having chronic pain. Right?

What kind of food would you cook in a bar, I wonder? Or would it be more like a normal restaurant, except with alcohol?

And would I have to wear one of those...costumes? I know in video games girls wear short skirts and maid outfits, but...

....well, this certainly isn't what I was expecting. How did we end up in Central?

*quiet, as if waiting for a reply...then, looks behind her to find herself alone.*

...Loa? Dorochet...? Bido...?

*frustrated sigh*

Just perfect.

(ooc: this mun brings you a female!Greed. 8D)

This place is getting rather amusing. It's fun to watch all the people scurry around. I'm not sure what's going to happen, but it'll be fun to watch.

*It is the middle of the night. In fact, it's late enough to where others were sleeping. And a particular person was, in fact, not sleeping.

And a loud explosion may or may not be heard in front of the bookstore.*