[Well. This is not what he was expecting at all. Last he remembered-no, he had certainly not been in any condition to be standing upright, yet here he was. In uniform. Completely fine. He was breathing okay, no pain, no nagging headache... wait no, there it was. Nonetheless, Hughes was supposed to be dead, or at the very minimum closing in on it.
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Dear god, please don't be dead, too. That would be the worst thing ever...
He grabs a shoulder.]
...Edward?
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He pulls his hand back, looking at Edward with a somber expression.]
I'm afraid you'll have to tell me, Edward. I'm not so sure myself.
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As she's walking along, she spots the back of someone in a... very familiar uniform. Her entire face lights up. She's never liked the military, but boy she's never been more happy to see someone from it! Maybe they could tell her where Ed was or where a clothing store was or possibly let her borrow their pants.
Either way, she's rushing over.] Excuse me!
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Ah-?
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Winry?! What on earth-??
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...Mr... Hughes...?
[Her brain's temporarily shut off. And that grip on her towel? Yeah, it's kinda shutting off, too.]
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I haven't had much luck getting answers from them myself.
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Hmmm, is that so? Then you found yourself involved with a strange music box as well, I take it?
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Correct. That is how everyone arrives here apparently. As to why us in particular, I do not know.
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From what I can gather, it seems to be at random. I've noticed, though, that they've put up a bulletin concerning us...? And were courteous enough to at least give us a place to live.
Other than that, I'm not sure of much else. You?
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