Oct. 12th, 2011

SHIT!

[Well that was an interesting wake-up call. When the SFC flipped on, it was a flying shot. The next sound was a loud thud, and a few pieces of metal hitting the ground. Sounds like someone's been a little tough on his automail. Durable as it is, ... well, it wouldn't hold up forever. And in such a critical state? Ouch...]

Now's not the time to GIVE OUT. WORK DAMN IT. [A battered up and bruised Ed picks up the device with a grunt and leans against a wall on a half-busted up building--one down towards the shopping district, not far from the plaza.] I need someone with some sort of mechanical expertise... And quick! I can't do shit without my arm.

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