THERE'S FUCKING SAND.
AND IT'S EVERYWHERE. It got all inside my damned pants and the pockets!
It's hotter than hell too, and my automail is making me boil to death. Should really find my coat.
WHAT THE HELL DID I COME BACK TO?!
[OOC: Ed had been off doing research again, reviewing the notes and papers from the Inner City Incursion; thus his
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Tamaki? Hm, no. Don't think we've met yet. I'm Edward, but you can just call me Ed. Been here long, or no?
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And hello, Ed, it's a pleasure to meet you! I haven't been here long enough to meet all the interesting people, that much is certain!
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Thanks, you too I guess! Heh, I wouldn't worry about that for too long. Don't think Adstingendum is too big of a community.
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You better keep that, uh, arm and leg of yours out of the sand. Wouldn't want to damage the parts.
...Welcome back, kid.
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WHO YOU CALLIN' SO SHORT, HE'S EASILY FORGOTTEN ABOUT AMONG THE MOUNDS OF BEACH?!
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