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[[*cries deeply* okai]]

[BeetleJuice]

OOC:((ummm ima post anyway ))

Namine:

She hesitated, husky blue eyes flashing as she made up her mind and darted out the door, not even bothering to tell Luka. He knew... he always knew... The wind swept against her pelt, but she was unscathed by its wrath due to her heavy, double coated pelt and long raven black hair. Her nose darted to the ground, narrowing down the search as she picked away the scents that didn't belong. Mostly those that didn't smell like 'CAT!' with that her legs took her across the snow drifts, through the city streets. From one shop to another, then to the feline's pretty little home where she picked up a much fresher scent.

Peddling the snow, she darted between buildings until... Well now... this cat woman was just not fair! Standing on two legs, Alchemy still coursing through her veins... and clothes... She still wore CLOTHES! Huffing, she stepped into the shadows, eyeing the two strangers as she worked to figure out the situation. Calling out 'Yo, Cat Woman' might not be to grand of an idea... not when there was someone else... Quirking her brow, she waited, knowing full well the cat probably already knew she was there. Animals had a heightened sense of pretty much everything, if the dang feline couldn't sense her, then she could certainly see, smell, or hear her.... the run had been long, and she couldn't help her tongue lolling out of her mouth in a heavy pant as she fought to catch her breath.

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Luka Yu:

Lukas grin soon sank away, not for his partner vanishing out the door, but for the words spoken by the state alchemist before him. No one, not even he, grew up wanting to be a State Alchemist. You were the Dogs of the Furer, sent upon suicide missions on a regular basis, missions that others didn't make it out alive from... so they sent a State Alchemist to take care of the problem. No one grew up saying 'Hey I want to kill people for a living' unless you were the bad guy. But even they had reasons for turning to the dark side. Many of them involved State Alchemists. Granted, there were the few that would easily kill to become an S.A... dreaming to serve the people... Most of the Alchemists that stated they 'Always' wanted to be an S.A were lying through their teeth. They were pretty much saying 'I was forced into this gig, I had no other choice, or I seek Vengence' everybody had a reason.. but Always wanting to be one... it just wasn't good enough unless they were trained into the mindset since birth... or they had no clue on what the job actually entailed... or knew what alchemy was really about.

His eyes narrowed slightly as he examined her facial features, her tongue already forming words that his ears were resistant to hear. Looking up at the Automail maker, he bit his lip in thought. Lock looked like the type that always dreamed of Alchemy, but found he had no skill in it. Molecules just resisted to bend for him, and since then he had grown... sour. Not realizing what Alchemy really meant. Sure you had your tips, tricks, abilities... But usually no one lived to see the ripe old age of seventy. There was always someone to fight, someone to try and take advantage of you. Granted, all this bull just bored him to death... but others just lived in fear, or fought like heck... yes he fought, he had many victories and losses under his belt... but it was always the same old fight in a different way. Unless one got his blood pumping, usually it was just as cold as steel.

Clearing his thoughts, he tried to figure out how to answer her without angering the shop keep. "No one wants to get kicked out of a shop of such a talented automail maker, no, what if I ever need a hand?" he grinned slightly at his short pun, but sat down. Avoiding the subject of being an S.A... despite his desire to know more. What else was there to talk about? ssooooo boooorrrredddd!

[Chase the Wind]

(Sorry, I'm a bit poofy!)

Dabadee twitched her ear. Being part human, she wasn't fully sure, but she sensed someone or something behind her. With a wave at the boy, she turned around and locked eyes with a dog.

[sapiosexual]

I will reply on the new thread. C: So far you two are the only active members. I am on my phone so I will make it tomorrow. )

[Chase the Wind]

(On my iPod, trying to be as active as I can XD)

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(Sorry, I'm a bit poofy!)

Dabadee twitched her ear. Being part human, she wasn't fully sure, but she sensed someone or something behind her. With a wave at the boy, she turned around and locked eyes with a dog.

(I'm gonna have that same problem in a few days.)

Lock looked up to see the new person walk in. Hrm...

{Sorry I didn't see these.^^}

The ishvalen raised an eyebrow and waved hesitantly. He knew that alot of these people hated Alchemists, as he did, but for him it was a hate of circumstance. His red eyes looked at the cat girls and he. Could see in her actions even, she was not fond of him.

[Chase the Wind]

Lock sighed and fiddled with a couple of screws. "What do ya want?"

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"Er, the wrist joint on my automails stopped up. Do you think you could fix it for me?" He asked not wanting to make anyone hate him more than they do already.

[Chase the Wind]

"Sure." Lock nodded. "It's probably a jammed screw." He grabbed one of the screws he was fooling with and went over.

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"Thanks." He said gratefully. He was glad someone would take him seriously, and not ridicule him