no dogs allowed.
12 September 2012 @ 04:13 pm
Haah. . . style around here isn't so bad.

[ SOME THROAT CLEARING. the device flicks on to distant spraying water, the familiar chatter of the Square's crowds—before a hand adjusts the camera to focus on a boy sitting at the top of a bench by the fountain.

he looks pretty cranky, boots braced along the seat, and the bench, well. it's still a bench. sort of. ]

Right.
Listen up! For the next two hours only, I'm offering a special trade! Answer a few questions for me and I'll upgrade any personal items you've got. No material shifts, but I can adjust the style or the mechanics! Free of all other charges!

This is the Fullmetal Alchemist Edward Elric speaking, all right? And the deal's good for another—one hour and fifty-nine minutes!
 
 
Vislor Turlough
12 September 2012 @ 07:16 pm
I need to know if any doctors in this city have experience with extra-terrestrials. I'm not showing up at that hospital until I know I'm not going to be diagnosed with a fever and a heart attack on sight.


And sorry, Doctor, but I know you know about as much of medicine as I do.







[ooc: Turlough got hit with a stray manhole during the sewer fire event and has been hiding in his room hoping a possibly fractured rib will just go away. It's not working for him.]
 
 
binarysky
12 September 2012 @ 07:50 pm
[Roxas looks uncharacteristically sad when he turns on the video today, City. Good thing he's got a puppy to cuddle with and make him feel a little better.]

Hey. For those of you who knew him, Demyx has left the City.

Funny. I know people come and go all the time here, but he's been here so long I didn't think he really could leave. I'm gonna miss him. He was my friend.

Listen to some music or something today, would you? I know he'd like that a lot if he were still here.