Finally here

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Roy Mustang turns the key in the lock of his new dorm room, #118. He's relieved to see that it is, in fact, both on the ground level and close to a convenient exit. Not much of a view, but it's not like the school is much to look at anyway as far as scenery goes.

His roommate isn't around, but he figures the kid'll find his way here eventually.

He pushes the door open and enters, noticing a familiar luggage set on one side of the room. His luggage set. He doesn't know who put it there since it WASN'T WITH HIM WHEN HE WOKE UP IN THIS BIZARRE WORLD. But anyway. With a sigh he tosses his satchel of textbooks and supplies onto the bed next to the other stuff, and flops down in the deskchair. On the desk is a "desktop computer", already set up it seems, and next to it lies a thick, white paper packet with words emboldened in large, friendly letters on the cover:

DON'T PANIC.

THE USE AND CARE OF A COMPUTER:

A GUIDE FOR STUDENTS FROM HISTORICAL/DIMENSIONAL ERAS THAT PREDATE CONVENTIONAL COMPUTER TECHNOLOGY


Roy picks it up, reads the first chapter, decides that's enough, then throws it back behind his bed where it will never be seen again.

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After getting his lap top back from the computer tech guy. Sora hauled all his bags and Mickey and Minnie's tank over to the dorms. Going along the hall he found the room that Roy told him was theirs, setting down a bag or two as he knocked and stuck his head inside. "Roy?" He grinned seeing the other man there and opening the door all the way as he pushed the bag he set down inside with his foot as he looked around the room. "Hey, this isn't to bad looking." He grinned brightly.

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"It's pretty nice for a student residence," Roy agrees. As he comes from what most people in this new world would call a turn-of-the-20th-century "steampunk" world, his defenition of basic living necessities is somewhat less luxurious than what others might be accustomed to, though it's not a fact he's particularly aware of.

Each side of the room has a desk and a bed, and in the center at the end opposing the door is a window, and in front of that window is a large work table. Roy has already started setting up on about 2/3 of the table, stacking vials, burners, and various tools in a wire rack.

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Sora scooted his things over to the unclaimed side of the room, setting his computer and the fish tank down on the desk and immediately plugging it in as he began to check the tempurature and everything for the two small fish inside. "Yeah, I've heard that dorms are really nastly, but I like this." He smiled brightly as he put the lid back on the aquarium, before moving onto his clothes and stuff, glancing over at the stuff on the work table. "So what's all that for?"

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"Alchemy work-station," Roy replies, arranging a set of what look like babyfood bottles but aren't. The labels are marked with letters, numbers, and occasionally colors. "If you don't know anything about alchemy, think of it as a very advanced chemistry set. One where you don't touch anything (or I'll hurt you) and whatever you do, never injest anything, even if it smells okay."

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(OOC: OH MY GOD, I LOVE YOU. XD I LOVE YOU! BABIES, PLEASE.)

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Sora glanced over at the set again, quirking an eyebrow at it curiously. "I've heard about Alchemy... but only in stories and junk." He said chuckling slightly and looking over at Roy with a smirk. "And I know better than to eat anything weird." He grinned with a roll of his eyes. "I'm not like a little kid or anything."