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[nearerthesun]

Edward cleared his throat before making the announcement

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[does_no_wrong]

Rosco was sitting there rather innocently, certainly not planning to attack any passersby. Nope, not at all. He would never do something so evil and malicious.

[flowing_alchemy]

And, naturally, Alphonse's kitten senses were tingling. Or something to that effect.

He blinked up when he saw the little thing not far, smiling brightly before making his way over to it. He knelt down, offering his hand carefully; he didn't want to scare it away.

"Hey kitty..."

[does_no_wrong]

Oh, boy -- a human. This one seemed friendly enough. Rosco stood up and ambled toward him, wondering if he should treat Alphonse as friend or foe.

[flowing_alchemy]

Alphonse smiled a bit brighter as the cat approached, reaching out carefully to pet him. "Hey there..."

[penurium]

Of course, the last thing Greed wanted when taking a stroll, was to hear one of the shrimps shouting in his ear. With an irritated snort, Greed picked up an empty coke can and hocked it at Ed's head.

"Stop being so goddamn loud!"

Wait, what was this about ten thousand comments?

[nearerthesun]

When the can hit him in the head, Edward whirled to glare at Greed, ready to shoot back.

"Who's being loud? I'm just trying to make an announcement here!"

[penurium]

Greed's frown deepened and he retorted back, "Then don't make it in my fucking ear."

With that said, he decided to go ahead and ask, "This thing can do ten thousand comments now?"

[nearerthesun]

"Go somewhere else if you don't want to hear it."

Ed shrugged. He wasn't even entirely sure what the whole situation was about, to be honest. "I guess so?"

[xivofxiii]

Xion sighed and crossed her arms. "This is rather pointless."

[almonds_girl]

Hazel pouted in the general direction of the naysayer. "What are you talking about? It's gonna be fun!"

[xivofxiii]

She merely stared at the girl. "And how would that be, pray tell?"

[almonds_girl]

"Well, think about it!" Hazel was grinning ear to ear. "We'll get to meet new people and make friends!"

[i_themagician]

"Ten thousand comments?" Clow tilted his head to one side - actually, shifted his weight entirely - to signal his confusion. "I thought the limit was five thousand?"

[cantarella_kiss]

Ruthberg glanced up at the other man present - also dressed in robes, like himself. He brought his hand to his chest, and gave a small, sly smile, in response. "I suppose things have changed, then."

[i_themagician]

"Apparently." Clow looked over at the other gentleman and felt a sort of kinship with him, as if perhaps they both know that they are secretly members of Extravagant Dressers Anonymous or something. "Let the 'over nine thousand' jokes begin~."

[cantarella_kiss]

Ruthberg did feel a strange sort of connection to this man - however it was most certainly not because of their choice in clothing. It was a more spiritual sense, certainly...and a quality about this man that brought the feeling that the fortune teller should respect him.

"I suppose a situation like this would certainly call for some..."

[imaoneshot_k]

The red one, "Wow, ten thousand comments."

And then the blue one, "Yeah, that's a lot of comments, Hack"

"How're we gonna end up getting that many?"

"I dunno, Hack."

[almonds_girl]

"Well, you're helping!" Hazel grinned at the two of them.

[imaoneshot_k]

Slash, the blue one, ponders this and beeps at his counterpart! "Hey, Hack, we're helping!"

"So we are! But we still haven't found Nibbles."

"Yeah, Megabyte's gonna delete us for sure" D:

[almonds_girl]

"Delete?" she repeated with a gasp. "Oh, no! If you're looking for someone I'll definitely help!"