"Batter for the fried chicken," Edward murmured, checking off ingredients in his notebook. It was troublesome, running between the dorm room and the office (the internet in the room wasn't too good), but it wasn't like he had anything better to do, what with Alphonse not at Headquarters for the moment (he didn't believe Envy for a moment about the kidnapping), and the people in the office busy with their own things.
He paused, eyes moving from his book to the person blocking his way. It wasn't anybody he knew from the military, that was for sure.
"How can you not know where you are? This is the Central Headquarters of the Amestris Military." Edward stepped back a little, sliding his notebook into a pocket and ready to alchemize his automail into its customary blade. "And by the way, non-military are not allowed in here."
"Um...the what military?" she asked giving Ed a funny look. She put her hands on her hips and gave the place another look. "As for not being allowed in here. It was an accident."
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He paused, eyes moving from his book to the person blocking his way. It wasn't anybody he knew from the military, that was for sure.
"Who are you? You don't look like a soldier."
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"That might be because I'm not a soldier," she replied quickly. "Would you mind telling me where I am?"
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