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[fulmination]

Well, now that we all seem to have gotten over that... curse (an interesting one to say the least), I'd like to ask a small favor. Should anyone see Vanitas in the next few days, please wish him a belated happy birthday. I know you may have some differences with the boy, but I'd appreciate it; it isn't every day one turns eighteen you know!

_{[Speaking of...]}

Ah, which reminds me now that I started thinking about anniversaries and the like; for those of you who have been here for a year or longer, how have you coped? Do you still get homesick? Are you happier here with the friends you've made or would you rather be in your own world? Frankly I'm a bit torn--while I do miss Amestris from time to time, this place has actually started to grow on me. I may not be completely free here, but it's by far better than the alternatives. Though I'm not sure if I can imagine being here for another year...

One day at a time, hm?

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[terranullius]

[Terra doesn't often judge people upon first meeting, but anyone keeping company with Vanitas has not turned out so well in the past. A good friend...? Hmmm.]

I'm Terra. Who are you?

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[fulmination]

_{[Never trust a man in a white suit, Terra. Especially when he's got multiples of the same outfit and complains about every little stain.]}

It's a pleasure to meet you, Terra. My name Solf J. Kimblee, but please call me Kimblee.

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[terranullius]

[It's hard to see suit colour over text, but that's something he'll learn]

Kimblee. A pleasure to meet you, too. [Politeness dictates. He's not 100% sure it's actually a pleasure... other than knowing who to keep an eye on in the future]