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[goldenglasses]

[War, earthquakes, rain of monsters, and then being human for a week, he had hoped that slight grinding noise he was hearing in his prosthetic arm would have been repaired. No such luck. In fact, it seems like it might have gotten a little worse. The response time seems a little slow, which isn’t good for a quick draw expert.

Which is why he finds himself at the smithy today. He tried to see what was wrong himself, but it’s a bit awkward trying to look at your own arm.] Hello, uh… is Winry here? [It seems like a long shot, but he remembers her mentioning once that she made prosthetics. Although, he's worried his might be a little more advance than what she's seen.

Later on, he’ll also be making a stop to the flower shop to check on the flowers, before hanging around the plaza for some people watching.]

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[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

I'm in.

[goldenglasses]

Ah, hello, my name is Vash. I'm not sure if you remember, but we spoke awhile go and I remember you saying you worked a bit with prosthetics? I was wondering if you could take a look at something for me.

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

I'd be happy to!

[goldenglasses]

Well, uh, it may be a little advance, but I think something has come lose and I just can't seem to fix it on my own. [Okay, for his planet it's probably one of the most advance things left. He has no idea what Winry usually works with. At least he removed the spare gun before coming down here?]

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

Come in the back to my work bench. Unless you'd rather sit on the couch? The latter is more public.

[goldenglasses]

The work bench is fine. [Yes, someone is shy about all this.]

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

Follow me.

Sorry for lack of better picture

[goldenglasses]

[And Vash follows. A little nervous, after all, he's only had one man who ever tinkered and made his arms for him. He'll start removing the leather gloves and straps he keeps around the arm as they walk. The hand looks surprisingly real, but the arm certainly does not.]

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[wise_maiden]

[If he's in the flower shop, he might find Raine in the back, who has been visiting the shop to check in on the plants for the past two days, even if the past few weeks have been too hectic to get anyone else to help with that. At least most of the dead ones had been removed by now, though the ones that could be saved would take a bit more time and energy.]

It's okay. I've seen trigun before and researched a little before this thread

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

Awesome, as I had no idea how to explain it. <_< *is just making crap up as I go*

[goldenglasses]

[He sits and flexes the arm. He winces at the grinding noise again. No turning back now he guesses.]

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[goldenglasses]

[Actually, she might have spotted Vash in and out of the shop. He hasn't been able to come back until before the monsters started to rain from the sky. He then became too busy trying to fight them. After that, he just plum forgot about it - he just wasn't himself.]

Hello there.

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[wise_maiden]

[Raine had been rather preoccupied for the weeks following the draft anyway, starting with recovering from the porch falling on her head and then dealing with the resulting issues afterward. At least now it's a task she can set herself to that isn't too taxing. Among other things.]

Hm...? Ah, good afternoon.

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[goldenglasses]

Could you use an extra hand?

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[amber-arcangel.livejournal.com]

[The flower shop you say? Well, you can bet on seeing Kohaku there, just contently watching and listening the flowers.]

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[goldenglasses]

Oh, hey there Kohaku. How have you been?

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[wise_maiden]

... Of course. There's quite a lot to do.

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[amber-arcangel.livejournal.com]

I've been alright. What about you?

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[goldenglasses]

[He nods] I'll water these over here then.

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[goldenglasses]

Been better I guess. Just glad things seem to be back to normal at last.

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[wise_maiden]

... All right. When you finish that... there's a lot of dried leaves and petals scattered around that should probably be swept up, too.

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[amber-arcangel.livejournal.com]

...Is something wrong?

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[goldenglasses]

No, just worn out after everything that has happened I guess.

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[goldenglasses]

Alright, I'll get right on that!

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[amber-arcangel.livejournal.com]

I think everybody is after all that.