A Second Chance on a New Life

-=Ed's heading back to Solve, grumbling as he's dragging about a dozen different snap traps, snares, and other things meant to maim and imprison.=-

I was out looking for a good site for a new project. Anyone missing any of these traps? I'm telling you now, you need to mark these better for people. And having them out here every few feet doesn't make your chances in catching anything bet--

*SNAP!*

-=He stops dead and looks down with the PCD. His left leg is fully engulfed by another snap trap. The boot and pant leg are now shredded by the trap's razor teeth. Oddly, he doesn't seem to be in any pain.=-

SEE WHAT I MEAN?! YOU GOTTA KNOCK THIS OFF- THIS IS THE THIRD PAIR OF PANTS THAT HAVE BEEN RUINED BY THIS SHIT!

-=Seems Ed's busy in the garden that they have on Solve's property, weeding one last time and pulling up whatever vegetables were ready to be harvested. The next project after this was roof inspection. But for now, Ed seems a little at peace this morning as he sings under his breath. His voice and tone isn't perfect-It will never be, but it's not unpleasant to listen to.=-


I wake up
to beat the sun from her glory
I'm only
one cigarette
away from mobility
It's always
punch in punch out
go to work and go back home
there's only one chance left
and I know
and I know
where she is waiting...


-=An old war/work ditty. Probably something Havoc taught him one time, who knows. Or he picked it up in Risembool. Regardless, it's something he remembers from home and he doesn't mind repeating it as he works.=-


[[Song is Punch in, Punch Out by Seven Mary Three]]