Inconvenience
Northern wall of Briggs the border of Drachma and Amestris
"Here's some coffee Fullmetal." Spoke a spiky-haired man with goggles.
"Thanks." Fullmetal replied as he took a swig of the coffee
"That will be 100 cens."
-Spit Take-
"What?" Shouted Edward, "It wasn't even that good of coffee!"
"That's the Brigg's way kid." The man called back as he counted the coins.
"Now Edward, lay back and we'll start with your auto-mail." Winry spoke for the first time in an hour. With that notion J. Kimbley stepped forth in his clean, white, and pristine suit. His ebony hair was pulled back neatly into a pony-tail with a few pieces hanging and framing his narrow face.
"Yes please hurry with it. We shall be leaving soon miss-"
"Rockbell, and I plan on going with you."
"That would be an inconvenience for all of us."
"I don't care, I spent a lot of time, money, and effort to get his auto-mail in the perfect condition but it is, non-the-less new and with the way he swings that thing around he's going to need me here." Winry said firmly to Kimbley.
"If it's that important to you go ahead." He spoke, then mumbled under his breath while smirking. "Come right into the trap my little lamb, this makes keeping you hostage eaisier by ten-fold." With that last remark Solf J. Kimbley put on his white hat and walked out the door.