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*It hadn't taken Roy long to get situated into the military here, after the pair settled in the inn that offered free rooms to newcomers. Their first priority had been getting some money together, and finding clothes that were more appropriate to their current setting... which left Ed with finding a job, as well. Deciding that he'd rather not deal with swarms of his own 'duplicates' in being part of the military again, job hunting was a new and unique experience for the Fullmetal Alchemist. He sighed, stopping in front of that welcome sign most residents were by now familiar with.*

This is stupid. It's not like I have any 'unique' traits in this damn place... What the hell could I do, anyway?

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[imxnotxshort.livejournal.com]

Your Al...?

What do you do?

[edward-niisan.livejournal.com]

Well... Not exactly my Al. But he comes from a world that's just like mine, except for some big details we hadn't talked about before...

I run a potions shop. *sighs*

[imxnotxshort.livejournal.com]

Oh.. *He didn't continue to touch on that subject, not liking to discuss Als of any nature, so switched gears to the topic of the job. Being from a modern day 'reality' the blond viewed potions shops as most people nowadays do. Superstitious bullshit - which he knew nothing about.*

So, you sell... trinkets and stuff? Like enchanted candles, or something like that?

[edward-niisan.livejournal.com]

No.
*blinks* ...but if you are interested in buying a enchanted candle, I can see what I can do for you.

I sell potions and teas for now, ingredients for potions if another wizard appears and shows interest. Sleeping potions, calming potions, reanimating potions, potions against cold... That sort of thing.