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[Apr. 12th, 2013|06:44 pm] |
Sarah and Ed walk into the Sin, here by themselves for a quiet date night. They take seats in the restaurant section, and one of the waitresses helps them get settled in with the menus.
"What're you thinking of having tonight?" Sarah asks after the waitress has left. |
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[Jan. 24th, 2012|07:30 pm] |
Now that Ed's people shaped again, he heads over to the Sin.
He hops up onto a bar stool. "Whiskey please," he says, naming off a brand from Amestris. |
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| Not quite where he was aiming, but... whatever works |
[Apr. 9th, 2011|01:19 pm] |
Well. Alfons wasn't entirely certain what to think. On one hand, he didn't do anything, he had simply been walking along the streets of London mulling over his predicament and attempting to figure out how to get around the fact that while he was finally understanding Hohenheim's research on getting to Amestris, it was focused on alchemy. Which he couldn't do.
On the other hand, this clearly was not London, and the more he looked, the more he saw that made him think that it wasn't even Earth anymore.
Maybe somehow he did stumble on Amestris. Well, as long as he was away from Earth, it didn't matter quite so much. There was the chance he'd found a worse sort of hell than Earth was becoming, but if that were the case, he would deal with it when it happened.
Of course, the further he walked, the less convinced he was it was Amestris, from the information Edward had given him. Uncertain of his next move, he decided to find a place for a drink so he could go over the papers in his suitcase and figure out maybe what to do next.
The building was clearly a pub of some sort, and despite the name, the several people he caught sight of as they entered and departed looked respectable enough. Alfons tentatively pushed open the door to The Best Deadly Sin, and walked through the partially empty establishment, past tables of dining patrons, to the bar and set the suitcase at his feet as he sat down.
"Pint of beer, bitte?" Then he caught himself, and corrected it to "please?" |
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| In your darkest hours, did you ever hear me sing? |
[Feb. 4th, 2011|11:26 am] |
(This is an open post if anyone feels the need to comment; and worry not, posts like this won't be a regular thing, and all but one song featured are just portions and snips, rather than the whole thing. A link to another post is at the end if you want to see the full lyrics without having to go hunt them down.)
( Opening Night ) |
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((Meant for ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) awesomestyle but is open.)) |
[Mar. 19th, 2010|08:49 pm] |
Ed wanders into the Sin with his hands in his pockets. When he heads in the direction of the bar, he sees that Roy isn't there, hesitates, and mentally shrugs before continuing anyway. He's just going to figure that Roy was off doing inventory or doing battle with paperwork or something.
After getting his drink from the employee that is there, he sits down at a table to nurse said drink and wait for his alt. |
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[Apr. 14th, 2009|12:32 am] |
Ed nervously drums his fingers on the table he managed to snag in a quieter part of the restaurant section of Greed's bar. He's not sure how willing his alt might be to show up or if he even would.
He takes a quick sip from his glass of water before scanning the crowds in the general area of the doorway again. |
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