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[plant_alchemist]

The Cathedral still looks the same as the last time he had been there. Russell isn't surprised. The door was still missing though, of course. He had made sure to close it behind Ed all that time ago, it was dangerous to leave something like that around for anyone to find

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[armoralchemy]

Well if he came for the memories he is about to get a slap in the face.

Someone enters the church wearing a red coat, the hood pulled up so as to hide his face, his hands stuffed in the pockets of his black pants.

The figure comes to a halt suddenly as a pair of grey eye's stare at Russ from under golden bangs.

[plant_alchemist]

Russell wasn't expecting anyone else to show up, because who else would be interested in a deserted church?

So when the figure stops in front of him, Russell's breath catches in shock and, for a moment, he thinks he's looking at someone else. Then he remembers that it's not possible for him to be here, that the figure resembles him but isn't him.

"Al?"

[armoralchemy]

"Yes?"
The answer is accompanied by a questioning stare.

Taking his hands out of his pockets Al lowers his hood and locks Russ with a glare.

"Tringham, Russel Tringham, right?"

Al smiles and holds out his right hand in greeting.

[plant_alchemist]

Russell nods, shaking Al's hand and wondering vaguely if Al remembers him from their meeting in the bar.

"What brings you here?" he asks curiously.