#shortemprd

[shiryonsheli]

@shortemprd​ | starter you DIDN’T ask for

“Do you subscribe to the tzefardeah or tzefardim theory?” 

[sgtbrosh]

@shortemprd​ replied to your post “Can someone…Explain what I’m seeing here?” ”

" It's probably better that you don't know. "

“See, you say that, and I really am inclined to believe you...But still.” 

[scentedbygunpowder]

“ i would chop off my left arm for you . ”

@shortemprd

That was quite the statement, especially coming from Edward, who already had lost his right arm and left leg, and it took Riza by surprise. Of all of the things that she expected Edward to say to her, even in this situation, that wasn’t one of them. She knew that the boy cared for her--she cared for him too--but she hadn’t quite realized that his care went quite to those lengths.

“I’d rather you didn’t,” she said, shifting, and wincing. “I appreciate the sentiment, but I’d rather you keep your left arm. And any other body parts for that matter.” She pushed herself more upright with a wince, feeling it pull on ribs that she was pretty sure was broken.

This group who had taken them, they were smart. They attacked from a distance, used some sort of gas to knock them out. It hadn’t stopped Riza and Ed from fighting back--and unfortunately for them, sedatives took longer to effect her and didn’t last as long--but they had been taken. She wasn’t exactly sure what they were after, but she had made some observations. 

They had bound both of them with their hands apart, which made her think that they didn’t know that Ed was the Fullmetal Alchemist as much as those were simply the types of restraints that they had. They only taken her when they came to take someone, treating him more like a kid then someone dangerous. They had asked her generic military questions, nothing specific about flame alchemy or Colonel Mustang’s plans. She didn’t think that these people really realized who they were, just saw a military woman and a child and took them.

Of course, that hadn’t made their questioning of her go any easier, but it wasn’t the first time she’d taken a beating, and she doubted it would be the last. In fact, she was pretty sure that she was due for another one soon.

“You’re going to have to let them take me, Edward, no matter what they do. Don’t put up too big of a fuss when they come back for me,” she said, looking at him. “I’m already injured. You need to stay as uninjured as possible. That way when the opportunity presents itself, you’re ready for action. I’m already a liability. Do you understand that? I need you to be ready to either be the rescue, or to go get the rescue.”

After all, Mustang was, no doubt, already looking for them. It was just a waiting game now.

[heymans-breda]

📓

     How many a fierce battle against the backdrop of a mess hall had ignited in this manner? Two respective hands reach for the same object of mouth-watering desire but collide before they can secure their target. Awareness of the contender and threat emerges, and the clash of implacable appetites produces the spark with the potential to transform even the most convivial setting into a gastronomic battlefield.     The acquaintances turned rivals this day were a diminutive State Alchemist and a stout Second Lieutenant; the ravenous hunger of a growing teenager versus the needs of a comfort eater. The point of contention? A sandwich the stuff of dreams. The filling was a layer of ham and one of cheese with lettuce and tomato. Nutritious and delicious, and the last one remaining. Yes, many a fierce battle, yet rarely were they ever settled in such a shameless fashion. The wordless staredown was momentarily broken when Fullmetal reached into a pocket, produced a silver object and slid it across the counter to Breda — the State Alchemist's pocket watch that served as a testament to their rank and authority. You little-- 💢

     ❝ Come on now, big guy. I get that you're still growing— ❞ coughevenifitsuredoesn'tlooklikeitcough ❝ —but you know as well as I do that the service here runs on a first-come, first-served basis, and I think we can both agree on that I reached for it first. ❞

[cheualier]

"Hey lieutenant Havoc, did you ever get that date with the major's sister? I heard that rumor going around a while ago!"

“oh uh...nah..I didn’t, i’m kinda glad? i mean i was kinda pushed into y’ know? i’m not really about that life.” jean rolled his eyes and just shrugged, “also who is sayin’ that? just y’know curious.”

[shiryonsheli]

@shortemprd

what do you MEAN “dont personify it” i just said it looked like it had SHOES on

[shiryonsheli]

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alright it’s settled: operation get alphone his first kiss is a GO

do i look desperate enough to need your help, brother

[theburiedbookworm]

"Yo, Sheska! I'm looking for a book on Eastern, monetary currency."

@shortemprd

“A book on Eastern monetary currency?”

The words were repeated in lieu of greeting as Ed’s question had already set her mind to searching through the vast catalogue of books she had in her head. The Eastern monetary currency wasn’t a common topic, although she had read a few things on it.

“Are you looking for a book specifically on Eastern monetary currency, or would you be fine with ones that have a section or references on it? Also, are you particular to books, or would you be open to periodicals and articles?”