"As you know, this means war."

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Only one thought had gone through Riza's mind when Ed had returned to the Nexus in a state of pure, cold, rage. She carried out with that thought without a word, and had retreated to her room to quickly change; then out came a heavy box from the back of her closet shelf, and the gun within was loaded for the first time since she couldn't remember

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Edward hmms quietly, focusing on the ceiling again.

After a pause, he finally speaks up, voice quiet. "I can't feel him. Haven't been able to since I ended up in London. So I can't even know if we're too late or not."

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Edward smirks. "Don't worry, old man. Even if we get spotted, they won't be able to keep up with us. We have some interesting toys from the Nexus."

The reminder about the weaponry brings a dark grin to his face. "There was a request like that, yeah. Mostly for Riza." He holds up his left wrist so Graman can see the red stone there. "I have my own weapons."

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"You did ask for some grenades," Riza reminded him before turning to her grandfather. "I need another shoulder holster, two hip holsters, one belt holster, and one boot holster, and an ammo belt. And guns for all the holsters. And of course, ammo for all of them, spare clips and reloaders, and a few more clips of ammo for the 9mm I already have."

He smirked at that, and reached over, putting a key in her hand. "You know where they're kept. Go help yourself, and bring the key back when you're done. Get the boy out of there, and then we'll have lemonade and cookies while you tell us about this Nexus place and relax before the military comes looking for you."

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He nods. "I know I did. They're for you."

He perks at the mention of snacks. "Ooh, lemonade and cookies? Great! We'll bring the tales of gut-wrenching violence!"

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