Could you give me a hand? [Active]

[fullmetalchemy.livejournal.com]

Character(s): Edward Elric, Pride & Washu
Content: Couple of nerds discussing electronics, physics, biology, etc.
Setting: Haja o Que Houver F4
Time: Evening
Warnings: Eh, I think it's just going to be short people being nerdy...


Ed debated changing immediately upon returning from their shopping trip. It had been three years since he'd had clothes that actually fit him. Germany had had the dual problem of being filled with HUGE people and having a devastated economy that made finding a tailor who was still in business nearly impossible. He'd had to resort to wearing arm-garters to keep sleeves that were much too long from covering his hands and turning up pant-legs to make a new hem. All in all, the prospect of not floundering inside of garments that fit him like a circus tent was rather appealing. However, when Washu got here, he was most likely going to have to take off most of his cloths anyway and logic won out in the end.

Pride seemed pleased enough with his own purchases and was looking decidedly less like Envy (or a harlot) in a pale blue and silver vest and button-down shirt. Another positive side-effect of the change in wardrobe was that now, unless looked directly in the eye, they both now blended in perfectly with the local population. This would both make it easier to move in the city and less easily spotted by anyone who might be trying to search them out undetected.

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[deadgoldeyes.livejournal.com]

To Pride, clothes were clothes, really. He'd liked the big thing that looked like a cake, which Edward had called a 'dress,' and not allowed him to pick out. In fact, Edward did much of the clothes-picking, leaving Pride to wander (but not too far,) and consider the rest of the shop as well as its patrons.

Still, by the time they were done, Pride was back in his place at Edward's side, the taller boy's sleeve in hand and seeming quite content with himself.

[thegenius-washu.livejournal.com]

Washu was glad to finally be getting something done in this place, she'd been working on a number of experiments back home and to be stuck in a place with nothing to do was driving her up a wall. When she'd read Edward's inquiry she had been immediately interested, technology like that wasn't rare where she was from but obviously in a place like this or on earth they were still very much behind. She wanted to see what sort of crude shape Edward's current limbs were in and then if she could modify it 10 times better. The bounce in her step as she approached the place was an obvious sign that she was glad to be of help or service to the public.

She just wished she'd been able to gather more tools...still until she was able to actually STUDY the arm she wouldn't be able to figure out what tools she'd need anyway. When she reached the hotel she went to the front desk and inquired as to what room the boy, Edward, was staying.