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(last updated: 1/21/19)

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Bomb, it is! [ Nod! She turns to the cabinet behind her, starts grabbing the ingredients: gunpowder, some sort of yellow-tinted oil, a few scraps of paper... She tosses them into the cauldron, takes hold of the wooden spoon, and starts stirring...

... With a flash of light, the scenery shifts, and Carl finds himself standing in the hallway outside the atelier. The door is closed, though Escha is clearly speaking with someone on the other side of the door. Just down the hallway, a dark-haired woman sits at a desk, filling out endless stacks upon stacks of paperwork. All is calm, nothing out of the ordinary.

Until the door to the Atelier slams open, and Escha rushes out, followed by a silver-haired boy. "Look out!!" they shout in unison, just before--

BOOOM!

Smoke billows from out of the atelier, the floor and some of the door frame now covered in ash - some of it is still gently falling, kind of like snow, just... black and gray instead. Escha and her friend are staring at the mess from the other end of the hallway, eyes wide. And the dark-haired woman? Is apparently more upset that her stacks of paperwork are now all over the floor... but, well, at least she's not fussing at them?? Small mercies.

There's silence as the two alchemists stare at the scene before them... and then, Escha snickers. ... And then they both just start laughing - how could they not? The whole scene is absolutely ridiculous! And besides, they're alive, and it could have been so much worse.

The silver-haired boy catches his breath, shaking his head. "I'm guessing we made some sort of miscalculation. We should - hah - we should probably fix that, right?"

Escha's still giggling behind a hand, but she manages to answer him. "Well, on the bright side, we learned how to make an even more powerful bomb next time!"

They laugh a little more, then hurry inside to start cleaning up. It's all about silver linings after all, right?

... And with another flash of light, Carl is back where he was standing before - inside the atelier! And no, it's not ash-covered. No signs of explosion here! In fact, Escha is holding an expertly crafted bomb in her hands - and it's totally stable. (Promise~) She smiles and sets it on the table between them. ]

One bomb, made to order! I wonder what the client wants to use it for...? Hmm. People should really be careful with those.

[ Says the small pink thing that apparently explodes things??? sure. Either way, it looks like she has absolutely no idea a memory flash just happened. ]

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