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  <title>+ Rainy days are pleasant +</title>
  <subtitle>+ But no thank you +</subtitle>
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    <name>Riza Hawkeye</name>
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  <updated>2006-08-19T23:29:37Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:arainydaybird:1080</id>
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    <title>oo4;</title>
    <published>2006-08-19T23:29:37Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-19T23:29:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">... Why are my guns shocking me...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I can pick them up, Miss Curtis, I wouldn't mind taking you up on your offer to stay in the meat shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;((Sorry 'bout the lack of updates. DX Grah, I fail.~))&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:arainydaybird:967</id>
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    <title>oo3;</title>
    <published>2006-07-19T18:15:09Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-19T18:15:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Mm. Glad the madness from yesterday is over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I'm guessing I shouldn't start getting used to the normality of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asano-kun, I apologize for calling you a pervert before though... okay? &amp;hearts; &lt;s&gt;Good luck?&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mean time... I still need to find some place to stay. And a job would be nice, I suppose. &lt;s&gt;I wonder if anyone would be willing to hire a woman with weapon and army experience.. hm.&lt;/s&gt; In any case, it'd help with finding some familiar faces or greeting new ones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's always good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, guess I'll work on that for today &lt;s&gt;as long as this city doesn't play any more tricks on me for a few hours&lt;/s&gt;.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:arainydaybird:526</id>
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    <title>oo2;</title>
    <published>2006-07-18T13:23:33Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-18T13:23:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This city... it's odder than I had originally percieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People seem to be infatuated with one another left and right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Reminds me of him and his womanizing ways... heh.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least it's lightening the mood for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... I just hope no one bothers me like that... &lt;s&gt;I swear, if anyone asks me to wear a mini-skirt or something horrible like that, I'm going for a headshot.&lt;/s&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:arainydaybird:308</id>
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    <title>oo1;</title>
    <published>2006-07-18T02:55:59Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-18T02:55:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This.. city. It isn't Central. Not even East or any other, for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't... seem familiar in the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know I took the right street... &lt;s&gt;didn't I?&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm... &lt;s&gt;perhaps with this I can&lt;/s&gt;.. has anyone... if there is anyone who can see this... met a man named Roy Mustang, perhaps? Maybe Jean Havoc, Kain Fuery, Heymans Breda, or Vato Falman? Or heard of a place called Amestris?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would appreciate any help.</content>
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