6th Exchange

[prodigal_hands]

:: Ed was currently in his room, busy with something rather important.

He wore no shirt, and had a few tools lying around. Concentrating very hard, it seemed he was performing some maintenance on his automail arm. ::

Ngh... Okay, that seems about right. Now...

:: He was obviously very focused. It was more or less imperative that he performed

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[luminol_lover]

Edward, I'd like to have a wor--

[luminol_lover]

::Sees him shirtless and is immediately flustered:: Edward!

[prodigal_hands]

::Startled by her sudden reaction, he almost pulls out an important wire:: Whoa!

Hey, Ema, this is kind of a bad time. ::Somewhat displeased::

[luminol_lover]

I'm sorry!

I just wanted to speak to you about something.

[phoenix_soldier]

...Edward?

[Picks up on what he's doing rather quickly.]

..Would you like some assistance?

[prodigal_hands]

Oh, Second-- I mean, Maria. Good to see you up and around.

It's just a little tune-up. Thanks, but I've gotten used to taking care of it on my own.

[phoenix_soldier]

You know me, Edward. Not much can keep me down for long.

..Well it's good to see you taking care of yourself.

[prodigal_hands]

Yeah. I know it was a while ago already, but you had me worried back in that last mission.

So, how have you been holding up lately? ::Takes a break from tinkering to catch up::