http://justcallmeed.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] justcallmeed.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg 2006-11-01 02:02 am (UTC)

Ed didn't like splitting up. Those white things could attack at any minute. Though RedHead looked cranky enough, he was concerned about Marona. She definitely did not look the fighter type.

But, then again, what was he going to do? They weren't family, nor even his friends, really. They were only a bunch of people that got thrown into this city for one reason or another. There's no time to get attached. Would not be a good idea at all.

Ed shrugged and looked vaguely bored. "Fine. You folks do what you need to do. We'll meet you up at the Hotel by this Vanaheim gate. We won't have to walk as far there from the train."

He looked up to Al, knowing his brother wouldn't be keen on splitting up either, but what were they going to do about it? Pray that no one got hurt, he suppposed. "All set to hike it up to the Central Station, brother?"

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