*...where was he?

Oh, this was just perfect*

*Alfons is seen hunching over a trash can, heaving, before standing up straight and wiping his mouth.*

Oh damn it...

....

[Hacks up a hairball]

...

It already looks like it'll prove harder than I thought, to get someonething to eat...

*wipes the blood from his mouth onto his sleeve*

Why does everyone think my last name is Heiderich?

Is Alfons Mustang really a strange name?

Uh, hey, that wizard Ed?

Are you still looking for some help? 'Cause I need a job, and I'd be more than happy to lend a hand.

*playing around outside, jumping into puddles. Jumps into one particularly big one and gets wet.*

Uh oh...Roger we're all wet now! Mama will kill u--

...

That's right. Mama ain't here...

...

*jumps into another big one*

((feel free to have been splashed by the puddle too if you want :)))

What the....

[He stands up, rubs his head and looks around. This isn't where the gate should have taken him. Not where he's supposed to be. This is Central. But how did he end up back in Central when he was supposed to be back in Germany? He passed back through the gate on the broken down airship. This wasn't making sense at all. That and the damn ( Read more... )

I don't...

I don't understand.

I think I'm a bit confused about all of this.

Seriously, Ramza--if we could just take all the store's shit, we'd be set for DAYS. And come on--we all know nobles run that joint, so they'd stock up again pretty fast anyway...

*He turns around...but he doesn't see Ramza behind him. In fact, he doesn't see ANYONE behind him. Instead...he sees a strange city that he knows nothing about. JOY.*

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