One Ed Elric, entering the bar. It's not Halloween in his world More like the beginning of May, so he's pretty confused at all the festivities for it in the bar itself.

He's about to be a hell of a lot more confused, because he hasn't escaped the fate of being dressed up for Halloween against his will. Instead of what he had been wearing, he finds ( Read more... )

In the bar, it's October. But in Ed's world, it's a very certain date of April - the date being his birthday. You wouldn't guess it from the annoyed look on his face, but you might guess it from the stack of books by him, half of which are still caught various stages of wrapping paper ( Read more... )

There is one Ed, in the bar, zonked out on the couch by the fireplace. He was working on a project, as signified by the stack of papers on his chest. He'd been reading them and marking things and carefully laying them aside on the floor as he finished, and he'd made a pretty decent dent ( Read more... )

[OOC: Not one, not two, but three! Tag one, tag all, it's up to you. The mun's going to be around for a couple hours, at least.]

There is a Roy in the bar this evening. Well, not in the bar. He's currently out back, unwinding from a long and stressful day with a bit of target practise ( Read more... )

For the first time in quite a few days, Russell has his microscope in the bar with him. His plants are thriving (some of them from Amestris, some from Earth), the lemon trees especially are getting taller by the day (one being helped along by alchemy, the other not ( Read more... )

Ed is sitting outside, on a piece of grass that's at a decent distance from both the lake and the door. He's surrounded by various metal pieces of things - sockets, screws, gears, all this and more ( Read more... )

Russell is quiet tonight - not that there's much difference from how he usually is - but still. This time it's a more...contemplative silence.

He's in a booth, notebook open in front of him, pencil holding the page open, but Russell is simply staring out of a window. Or at the window.

Either way, he's seems lost to world right now.

There is one Ed Elric, in the bar, by the fireplace. He's sitting in a chair, one that's real cushiony, with his feet propped up on a footstool. He hasn't been in the bar for awhile, but he's not aware of that. To him, he just spent five minutes outside, grabbing some blueprints to look over.

He's doing this now, holding one up to his face real ( Read more... )

Asar-Suti was ready, and waiting for his new gardeners ( Read more... )

Asar-Suti had a sign on his table today, saying:

Talk to me about gardening!

Otherwise, he was as usual - in his favourite chair by the fireplace, curled up comfortably with a fat magical book and a large purple mug of coffee. And some of Gil's nicest cookies. The cookies, though, he might share.

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