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[truthhides]

[ There's a suit of armor sitting by the fountain today. It's slumped over, birds have landed on the broad shoulders and perched upon the jutting horn. evening is falling.

There's a large, red bow tied around the armor and a note. Happy Birthday Edward. ]

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[truthget]

[Have an Edward wandering down the street, hands in his pockets, looking like a guy in a pretty good mood despite his brother being missing. He's got new automail, his birthday doesn't completely suck, and he's on his way to-

-Wait.

Wait.

There is a very familiar suit of armor by the fountain.]

[truthget]

It is? Ah- hang on- [He stops, skidding a little in the snow, and jogs back to the armor to fish out Al's little journal before he gets moving again. Sheesh, why did it have to be in the loincloth, exactly?] I bet the first on the list'll be an apple pie!