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paixaorpg2008-04-19 08:05 pm
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[Closed] Exchanging questions and answers
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.
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.
no subject
Too much talk of alchemy. Too much hurt and everything bad, too much like Home and Brother and the others, of Father. Even invisible as he was, everything hurt, everything needed to go away. If his eyes were corporeal, they would have stung. If he'd had tears, he could have cried. There was nothing... just a silence like muffled cotton.