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It was at about the time that Greed entered the male cell block that he felt some kind of sudden, inexplicable weight, bearing down on him nearly as bad as the dread he'd felt when Kimbley had betrayed him.
"What the hell..." He grunted, jerking out of the way as someone who seemed to be a young girl ran past. He shook his head and continued to M1, a room that he was sure he'd become pretty damn used to going to, given that Roy refused to find a meeting place that was more convenient for him.
The homunculus wasn't one for knocking, and so he opened the door and stepped in, taking note of how the room was empty save for the colonel. He glanced at Roy, scowling a little.
"Guess I'm the only one on time." He smirked as he rubbed the back of his head and sat down on Roy's bed without much invitation. In truth, this was a very good turn of events; he had the good colonel all to himself, and maybe now was a good time for a little training. The intangible heaviness in the air seemed to douse what anticipation he felt, however, and he growled: "You feel that?"
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It was at about the time that Greed entered the male cell block that he felt some kind of sudden, inexplicable weight, bearing down on him nearly as bad as the dread he'd felt when Kimbley had betrayed him.
"What the hell..." He grunted, jerking out of the way as someone who seemed to be a young girl ran past. He shook his head and continued to M1, a room that he was sure he'd become pretty damn used to going to, given that Roy refused to find a meeting place that was more convenient for him.
The homunculus wasn't one for knocking, and so he opened the door and stepped in, taking note of how the room was empty save for the colonel. He glanced at Roy, scowling a little.
"Guess I'm the only one on time." He smirked as he rubbed the back of his head and sat down on Roy's bed without much invitation. In truth, this was a very good turn of events; he had the good colonel all to himself, and maybe now was a good time for a little training. The intangible heaviness in the air seemed to douse what anticipation he felt, however, and he growled: "You feel that?"