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[weiss_tank]

[It was late in the afternoon when Ken finally went outside after that night. He was sore and stiff as hell but he knew that if he didn't move around it would just get worse. Besides, being inside and angry about not being able to beat the shit out of his captors wasn't doing much for his mood anyways.  This place made him sick and he hated the fact that for all his skills at doing things about shit like this, he couldn't this time.

Ah. It was time to take another look around, maybe there was something he missed.  Everything's better after a walk. Ok maybe not, bruises on the soles of your feet don't make walking pleasant but he tried to ignore it.

He'd had worse after all, at least this time they didn't use a 2 x 4]





[[ooc: He's out and about, with a smile on of course, but with a shorter temper then usual.  Have at him.]]

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[rogue-pineapple.livejournal.com]

Oya? [smiles] Good afternoon, comrade.

[best-papa-evar.livejournal.com]

[How's it been? Certainly a shitty time to see each other, right? Hughes was just droned and had an unpleasant nap back home, so he wasn't entirely exhausted, but he definitely looked like he'd been through the mill. Besides the missing hand, he had bruises, scrapes, cuts, and any of the above. He was also pretty drained...

But, he'd calmed considerably after he tried to burn down City Hall, thanks to Winry. And he'll do his very best to smile back, though it's a bit empty this time around. At least he had time to think, maybe sort out some of that emotional turmoil.

Didn't make this place any more manageable.]

Yo, Ken.