ᅠ𝐾 𝐼 𝑀 𝐵 𝐿 𝐸 𝐸ᅠ

" Sometimes. . . A little. . . "

"I get the feeling you're calling me stupid with a lame ass comment like that ..."

"Is my chatter disturbing that fake paperwork you're looking over? Oh, my DEAREST, dearest apologies. I'm ONLY trying to be friendly."

"Doesn't it satisfy both sides? You like to explode things and I like to watch it happen. Don't expect me to explain. If there's another plan to be put into action, that old man won't be telling ME firsthand."

"Awww is that a threat? And just when I was thinking of lending you another Philosopher's Stone. I suppose you don't need it."

"It doesn't make a difference to me. I'm only curious whether or not you plan to make anything go boom anytime soon."

"Tch. Yeah, well I could say the same about you. I thought you were either locked up again or dead." He shrugs and takes a seat near to Kimblee, but keeping an appropriate length of distance between them.

ㅤ That gesture in itself stresses Edward out, but... Lately he's been meeting people that ed definitely doesn't like. He wrinkled his nose like an angry dog. “ It's not a pleasure to see you here. ” ㅤ

Taking care of the Colonel is more work than my job.

⠀ᅟᅟ ⠀ᅟ┊ ⠀ ✦ ⠀ʾ ⠀ ─┈┈┈⠀⠀𝗆𝗒⠀⠀ 𝗂𝖽𝖾𝖺⠀⠀ 𝗈𝖿⠀⠀ “ 𝙝͟𝙚͟𝙡͟𝙥⠀⠀ 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢⠀⠀ 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙫𝙚 ”⠀⠀ 𝗂𝗌⠀⠀ 𝖺⠀⠀ 𝗌𝗇𝗂𝗉𝖾𝗋⠀⠀ 𝗈𝗇⠀⠀ 𝗍𝗁𝖾⠀⠀ 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝖿⠀⠀ .ᐟ ᅟᅟ