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[Well, after a few days of putting up with the insanity of swapping bodies with his best friend, Dist has had just about enough. The mistaken identity was absolutely irritating now, and he's sick and tired of it. If these people want Jade, then fine. He'll gladly oblige their wishes for the old goat.

So, after throwing up a quick filter away from Nephry (who he's certain will disapprove of this) and looking over his shoulder ~~to make sure Jade didn't burst out of his closet and choke him~~ he opens his journal and makes a VERY MATURE voice post.]

Good evening, everyone. This is Colonel Jade Curtiss speaking to you all. I'd like to take this opportune moment to say that as well as being returned to Luceti for a brief stint, I am a bumbling idiot with absolutely no fashion sense what-so-ever. I eat out of a trough in Grand Chokmah, where I'm walked every morning, though I prefer to be carried as I'm too old and feeble to do much of anything, really.

My best friend is actually a man I'm sure you've all heard of - Dist the Rose! He's far better than me in every aspect and I only wish I could achieve half the things he has, but never will...

Alas, if only I wasn't born with the brain of a rappig. Oink.

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Well, I certainly would hope so. He is from Auldrant, after all. Despite his atrocious company, he should prove to be useful...unlike another someone I know. [Winry, you're funny to see riled up. Dist is totally over here laughing quietly to himself, ohoho~]

Well I'm sure someone else is more qualified for helping me than you! Someone with better people skills too!

There is absolutely no one more qualified than myself is any type of engineering and mechanical study, my dear, I can assure you. [He chuckles again, smiling pleasantly. But lets stop the little game - he didn't actually mean to upset her, just play around a little bit.]

Would you like to join me for tea later, Winry? I'd really enjoy the company.

[And we can braid eachother's hair and talk about TECHNOLOGY~! ♥]

Sure. Where and when?

[Dist chuckles again, pleased with her acceptance and none too shocked by her tone. Maybe he can explain that he never honestly thought any of those things about Winry when they meet in person. ...Maybe.]

Perhaps the bakery? And any time you're available, Winry. I'm in no rush.

[He'll practice what he learned with the piano later tonight.]

Well... why not now?

Excellent, I'll meet you there in a short while.

[And Dist shuts his journal and goes to get ready, just slightly upset not many of his shirts and coats fit. Jade's shoulders and chest were much more broad than his were, obviously from his experience in the military. Old and decrepit indeed...

Because of this, Dist might be a little late is appearing. He had to get something more comfortable - and less tight - to wear from the item shop. At least he still looks good, though.]

[And in he strides, finding the girl easily enough and walking towards her. He doesn't sit yet, but chuckles at her absent doodles. He can't tell what she's "drawing", so he just thinks it's idle sketches.]

Would you prefer a drink or a pen and paper, Winry?

[Hey, Winry, meet the not!Colonel.]

A drink would be just fine, thank you.

Anything specific or do you not have a preference?

[Thankfully, Dist can't exactly read Winry's mind, so he's blissfully unaware of her plight. Otherwise, this little outing would be a whole other level of awkward and uncomfortable. He's still wondering just what he's doing asking her for such a thing - it was so unlike him - but maybe they really could discuss their different projects. He really was interested in a working mechanical arm and leg.]

Tea, actually, sounded nice.

All right, just a moment.

[Dist nodded and went off to get something for them both. Just something simple - some chamomile or something. Once he returns, he sets Winry's cup down first, then seats himself and takes a sip.]

Now, you said something earlier about your...automail? I really would love to work with that, if you'll allow it. And I hope you know that none of what I said earlier had any factual backing, of course.

[Siiip.]

Oh - that. I have a potential customer for automail installation. He still has yet to get back to me on his decision, but I have a good feeling he'll say yes. As I have another commission already in the works, I wouldn't mind a partner in helping the construction and installation of this man's new arm.

[Dist listens, and glances up before he takes another sip of his tea. Instead of actually drinking, he sets his cup down to think. He really would love to help, but he has his own projects, too...and now his piano lessons to think about as well.]

I would truly love to, my dear. You'd have to give me a few pointers, as your materials and such differ from my own, but if I have any available time to spend, I'd be glad to offer my genius to you.

Well... Do you have any experience in an operating room?

[Dist pauses as he puts the teacup to his lips. He regards Winry for a moment or two, then takes a quiet sip.] ...To some degree, I suppose.

You see... an installation requires I attach the port to the flesh so that it can convert the brainwaves from the nerves. It's... somewhat a surgical procedure, and I've done it plenty of times before. But I've never done it alone.

[Dist can briefly remember Winry talking about this, and he nods slowly, but looks up with a raised brows at her little confession, and how her demeanor changes so. Ah, so she was afraid to mess up and do irreparable damage... A normal thing to be afraid of.]

Well, I'm afraid you'd be more knowledgeable in that sense than I would, Winry. I'm not well informed on your technology, but I could lend my support, of course. ...Though if you're afraid of error, then I honestly suggest just doing the procedure. Even if you were not alone in doing so, you still know it, correct? I'm certain you'll do just fine on your own.

[She was a skilled, talented, and smart girl, after all. Dist couldn't deny that.]

I'm not asking you to be there to clean up my mess should I fail!

I just... don't want to be alone in there.

[This is mildly surprising. If Winry doesn't want him to be there to fix anything, then why would she want him just to be there? He's not skilled in her field, after all, and if it's just for moral support, well...he's not very good at that either. But, fine. If that's what she needs.

Dist sighs, chuckles and shakes his head. He'll try to play off her somber mood a little.]

My, I wasn't aware my very presence was so inspiring! You flatter me, Winry. But all right, if you need me just to be there, then I'll oblige you. Perhaps I could learn through observation as well.

That's... pretty much what I was going for.

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