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Lucy looks up from tinkering with an unfinished auto-mail limb, a leg from the looks of things. She doesn't seem surprised by your presence and maintains a neutral expression while talking to you.

"Good evening. You may address me as Lucy, or Major. To some, I am known as the Berserker Alchemist. A handy title to have around the military.

You wish to hear my voice? Very well.

I do have someone I work with on the job. His name is
Gaige. I would not suggest you trifle with him.

I have superiors like everyone else, though I cannot say we get along. The entire institution is corrupt. How do I know? I am the one helping to corrupt it, along with my seven brothers and sisters.

I was a teacher once. Passing on my knowledge to the youth of Amestris gave me great pleasure. I apologize, I've rambled on for far too long.

For now, I have been given the job of being an "anonymous gifter". Do not expect me to be "nice". Courtesy is given where it is owed.

I have nothing more to say to you."


She turns back to her project of sorts, ignoring your existence from that point forward. Should you choose to remain.. well. Let us say that would not be a wise choice to make while she is busy.


[If my text is like this, I am ooc. Please do not let her offend you, she is the way she is. If you do not wish to receive a message from her, I will not begrudge you. She is quite off-putting, but underneath the character I am very warm and loving. Know that if she kills you, it is nothing personal. You were simply in the wrong place at the wrong time..]

Just a killer without a soul..

"Watch your backs.. I just may stab them...


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...You won't feel a thing unless I want you to."

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