[Closed] Exchanging questions and answers

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Character(s): Deidara, Edward Elric, Pride, Sasori, Zetsu
Content: Three ninjas, an alchemist and a homunculus discuss important matters of the day.
Setting: F4
Time: Evening
Warnings: Possible language, discussion of the ickier side of alchemy, maybe some morbid ninja stuff?


After returning Nina to her room with crayons and paper to keep her interest and promising to check in on her soon, Ed lead the strange party down the hall towards the room he'd been assigned. Once at the door with the appropriate number written in brass at about eye-level, he turned to Pride, offering him a friendly smile.

'Could I have the key back, Pride?' he asked. When the homunculus held out the key however, he made the mistake of trying to take it with his right hand, only to discover that the last two fingers on said contraption had frozen some time during their frequent abuse in the last 24-hours and the rest of the hand was mediocker at best.

He sighed, crouching down to retrieve the keys, this time using his real hand, and finally opened the door and lead the way in. He was slightly startled by just now nice the room, or small suite really, was. There were two large beds, easily big enough to fit two people each, a closet with extra pillows and blanket, windows nearly as tall as the ceiling and what looked to be a fully-plumbed private bathroom with a shower.

'... Is there any rhyme or reason to the economy here? This is what some leaves gets me?' Ed asked of no one in particular.

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“I’m afraid you ought to take it as an example of my partner’s attitude.” The sigh accompanying this statement was small, but long-suffering---as it should’ve been, since exasperation with Deidara was only to be expected, from the first day of their art argument and ever after. “The mass of an object is forcibly converted to energy, through the user’s chakra---it’s comparable to something being burnt away, exposed to a flame hot enough to do so, although that isn’t entirely accurate. That energy is then sealed into the scroll, and the items are recovered through another application of chakra.”

Sasori held back a second sigh when Pride vanished, and instead regarded the empty space with his usual neutrality. “Pride? It’s alright.”