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[silvergoldengun]

[ A : Phone : Open ]

[ Basco sounds annoyed at something when he start to speak. ]

Seriously, it's getting really tiresome to be in a house full of drones. I really know how it is for you, Greed-chan. Both my wife and daughter's been droned and it's pissing me off seeing their faces but not having the same personalities on them. It's as if Mabe-chan'

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Phone

[bodyback]

[Alphonse had been about to hang up on what seemed like someone's private conversation, when a certain name pinged him loud and clear.]

--Greed?!

Phone

[silvergoldengun]

Hm? Oh, yes. You know him?

Re: Phone

[bodyback]

Mm.

He's here?

[That might not be a good thing.]

[ Action: Olney's Tavern ]

[outlandished]

[ Oh, hey, sup Basco? Guess who is sitting by the bar with a glass of rum and may even be right next to you? If you guessed Ambrosia, you would be right. ]

Nothin' compares t' th' rum back home, that's fer sure.

[ But, hey, when you're in Rome, do as the Romans do.

Or something like that. ]

[silvergoldengun]

[ He looks up, and nods in greeting. He had just asked for the same, actually. ]

Not that I know what world you're from, but I agree. This has too little taste.

[outlandished]

[ Ambrosia nods just as equally and takes a sip of the drink itself, loving the all too familiar burn in her throat. ]

A world where piracy still lives on, mate.

park

[lunawolves10th]

[ Standing in the park is a tremendous, 8 foot tall being, that stands like a a statue, gunmetal-gray armor cast silver in the moonlight, stark against the snow. ]