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"All right. Seeing as you're still awake, I'll play you for dishes." Tapping a deck of cards against the table, she quirked a challenging brow at him.
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"All right. Seeing as you're still awake, I'll play you for dishes." Tapping a deck of cards against the table, she quirked a challenging brow at him.
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Al is startled, to say the least. When the guy had first approached, he’d momentarily mistaken him for his brother, but now that he was up close and personal it was really obvious that he wasn’t, especially now that he was talking. Uncomfortable, Al shifted in place, unsure what to do and too polite to simply shove him away.
”U-Um… Thanks?” A hesitation, and he adds, “Could you please get off me, though?”
He grins hugely, totally unaware of how upfront & rude he's being, before taking a generous step back.
( But even that is only because the metal was screwin' up his make-up. Like, seriously. )
❝ No prob', dude! ❞
❝ You know, I think I saw a suit like yours in a museum one time... The little page thing in front a'it said only the most valiant of knights could wear it, though! ❞ he rocks back & forth on his heels, bearing a striking resemblance to a kid in a candy store. ❝ Does that mean you work for the King? And are a highly decorated warrior? Or — ohh, I bet ya up & nabbed the thing right outta the exhibit, huh?
---- Man oh man, that's sick as heck! ❞
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His eyes widened, as he gazed over shocked to see who he thought he did.
"--Alphonse?"
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❝ No, no -- I swear! S-She's the nicest stray you'll ever meet, no ifs, ands, or buts about it--!!
So, um... what do you say? W-Will you take her?
...Please? ❞
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Are you guys trying to systematically kill me? Are you? Because you're doing a bang up job okay.
You both better speak at my funeral because it's your fault that I'm dead.
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"What do you think? It was my mother's dress, it finally fits me." She twirled around slowly to show him every detail of the vintage gown, the white and cream silk sliding over her body with elegant ease.
Her cheeks dappled in pink, as she waited nervously for his opinion. "Is it too much? I can take it off..." Self-conscious, she turned to go back into the bathroom to change.
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—- An iron Earthling, something she hadn't seen before. As she peeked through her bangs, she levi- tated above the ground with her arms crossed loosely against her chest. She eyed the tall statue as her feet would slow- ly touch the ground. There was something remarkable about this thing. Despite its outside, she could feel the same burning fire inside of it as with all of the other hu- mans ; it was a l i v e.
" A soul in a metallic cage. Does your body rot like one of flesh would? "
❝ It's a little late for second thoughts don't you think? ❞