The Strong-Arm Alchemist

Greetings! I am Alex Louis Armstrong, the Strong-Arm Alchemist. If there's anything I can assist you with, please do tell me!

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"Hey, Bright-Eyes! Merry Christmas! I wasn' sure what t'get yeh, bu' I figured these'd be good."

From his bunk down in the South, the major cradled the gifts with his hulking muscles; eyes bathed in a small pool of tears.

Alex had, unfortunately, lost track of the season's festivities during his time fighting - the prospect of buying gifts, for example, had completely slipped his mind.  And yet here was a package from Miss Thomas, with his best interests at heart: a pair of weights, perfect for top-up training whilst he was away from home.

The Major held them tighter to his chest, offering the mechanic a silent thank you.

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My hand slipped… Quite a few times, so here; have some Samstrong (Idea taken from this rp with thestrongarmalchemist).

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tell me Roy…. boxers or briefs

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Alex Louis Armstrong!

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鋼のアラジン

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Their Relationship never changed lol

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Attempting a hiatus.

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Every time these two are on-screen flexing together that twinkle sound and animation always makes me giggle.

So yeah, I love this bromance.

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Dear Miss Thomas,

I must apologise for my time away from Central as of late.  I’ve been assigned to the front lines in the south, partly due to my apt skill as an Alchemist.  Rest assured, Amestris’s border is safe so long as I linger.

I haven’t forgotten my promise to take you to dinner.  Once I return, I’ll make it my top priority to take you to the finest restaurant I know of.  In the mean time, I would ask you the pleasure of accepting this bouquet, freshly picked by the florists in the South.

Sincerely,

Major Alex Louis Armstrong

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  Dear Armstrong,

There’s no need to apologise, I understand your career keeps you busy. Edward’s taught me that, seeing as he is rarely here with me. There is no problem at all. And I know we are all in good hands with you protecting the border.

I am glad you have not forgotten that! Saves me from having to remind you. But please, do not feel you have to go out of your way to take me somewhere fancy. I am quite used to pubs, you see. And thank you for the flowers, Alex. They are absolutely stunning, and the ribbon you picked looks similar to my family’s kilt pattern… Been researching, have we? See you when you get back, Bright Eyes.

-Samantha Thomas. 

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My hand slipped… Quite a few times, so here; have some Samstrong (Idea taken from this rp with thestrongarmalchemist).

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