The blond alchemist hand been quietly strolling Central-- as quiet as he could, whilst being bombarded with greetings from many people who he aided in saving the life of. Sure, researching alchemy from another culture was fun and all, but coming back to Central... It was nice. Yet, who he hadn't expected to walk into on his pleasant stroll was a certain onyx-haired alchemist. A certain Colonel that he hadn't seen for a while, no less.
"Hey, Mustang! How 'ave you been holding up?"












