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[Ever since Bil/Catherine/whatever told him that the sword Guy lost would probably be returned, Luke checked the weapon shop every day in the hopes of finding it. The days he didn't find it were met with a disheartened sigh, half-hearted lingering to check out the rest of the weapons, then wandering back home. He remained hopeful, though, always diligently checking to see if it was there.

Today, however, Luke's efforts paid off. There, glittering on one of the displays, is the weapon he'd been looking for. He nearly sags with relief, and he grabs the sword before anyone can even think of taking it for themselves. He stays a little longer to see if everyone's doing okay with Sokka still at the draft, and then he heads home, sword in hand.

After all of that, Luke heads to his room and flops down on his bed, a little worn out from the day's events. He opens his journal, hoping to get to talk to at least one or two of the draftees whenever the Malnosso decide to return them to the hotel rooms.]

How's everyone doing out there?

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Heh heh... Yeah, you could say that.

[Finally, he lifts it up. This is the sword that's been hanging in his foyer since before Luke was even born...]

Do you know when you got this?

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

No, I don't pay much mind to the weapons. Is it important?

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It's really important. [He lets the sword rest in his hands, hilt on one and the flat of the blade on another.] This belongs to Guy. He lost it while he was trying to save me...

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

I'm glad you were able to find it, then! You know, you could probably ask Edward when it arrived, or maybe Sokka when he gets back.

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Eh, it's not really that important anyway. I'm just glad it's back.

[Luke lowers the sword to hold it at his side as he turns to regard Winry.] How's it been without Sokka around, anyway?

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

It gets very quiet around here when he's gone. Almost a little lonely.

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I know what that's like... Maybe you should do something for him when he gets back. Like... I don't know, baking a cake. Wasn't it his birthday a while ago?

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

I've already made him a present.

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Really? What is it?

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

I didn't want to make it a necklace or anything, but more of a charm he can tie to whatever he wants.

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[... Oh, wow. Luke moves closer to inspect it, reaching up with his free hand to let it rest lightly against his fingers.]

Whoa... Did you make this?

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

Well yeah! I see him carving a lot so I did some research. I didn't end up killing a whale or anything to make it though.

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[That gets him to chuckle quietly as he lets the charm go, though he still admires it.] I would've been worried if you did. So... What's it made out of?

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

It's still bone, just - Well I searched for the largest meat-with-a-bone I could find in the food store. It's not as big as I wanted it to be because of that.

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I think it's better like this! It's not as clunky or anything. And it just shows how good you are at this!

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

Thanks! It's my first time at this; the encouragement really helps.

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Your first time? Really? Wow... [That gets him to bend down a little to get a good look at it again.] Heh, I don't think I'd ever be able to do something like this.

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

Don't be so surprised! It's my first finished product, but there was practice beforehand.