Strolling along the streets of the town, Acias leisurely yawned, hand slipping inside her blue, military jacket. She fingered the silver pocket watch engraved with the president's symbol and sighed. Why was she here again? Ah yes, my own intentions... And the Philosopher's Stone... Leaning back on to a wall, she smiled faintly as she thought about life before the auto-mail legs, but know, she could run forever, or at least 'till the joints rust. "Hey watch it!" She said, grumbling, somewhat to herself, as a business man scurried either home or to work, she couldn't tell which. "Hm...?" She looked up, curiosity flickering in her hazel eyes as she stared hard at each member of the party nearby. A girl with a (moving?) cloak giving puppy eyes to a man, and talking with them, two men. She lightly dusted off her cerulean military jacket and began to approach, cautiously. Never could be too safe. Her father always told her when she was little.
"What're you up to?" She asked, a hint of curiosity in her voice.