➤ 1st Transmutation
Jul. 11th, 2011 01:59 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
unexculpable» Action 「1652 Albright Lane ☼ Early Morning 」
[This isn't right. This is wrong. Wrong wrong wrong. How was he here? Where was here? The last thing he remembered was going through the Gate. Again. What the hell happened?
... something didn't feel right and it wasn't just because he didn't know where the hell he was or how he got here. It didn't take long to figure out what it was.
Ed's eyes widened, an odd sort of strangled scream escaping him despite his attempts to stay calm.
His automail was gone. GONE. He had a right arm again -- real flesh and blood, he could touch the wall and feel the texture with his fingertips. And his leg too! His head was reeling. He had to find out where he was. Had to find Al. Had to... had to...]
» Phone 「1652 Albright Lane ☼ Afternoon 」
Hello? Name's Edward Elric, I'm at 1652 Albright Lane. Anyone want to tell me what the hell is going on?
[This isn't right. This is wrong. Wrong wrong wrong. How was he here? Where was here? The last thing he remembered was going through the Gate. Again. What the hell happened?
... something didn't feel right and it wasn't just because he didn't know where the hell he was or how he got here. It didn't take long to figure out what it was.
Ed's eyes widened, an odd sort of strangled scream escaping him despite his attempts to stay calm.
His automail was gone. GONE. He had a right arm again -- real flesh and blood, he could touch the wall and feel the texture with his fingertips. And his leg too! His head was reeling. He had to find out where he was. Had to find Al. Had to... had to...]
» Phone 「1652 Albright Lane ☼ Afternoon 」
Hello? Name's Edward Elric, I'm at 1652 Albright Lane. Anyone want to tell me what the hell is going on?
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Date: 2011-07-14 01:07 am (UTC)At his question, she pauses, and it's clear she's racking her brain, grasping at the memory.]
No, it was flesh when you defeated Father.
[Hawkeye shakes her head slowly, and looks momentarily sheepish.] I apologize, my memory of the details fuzzier than I'd like.
[She closes her eyes, imagining the scene in her mind's eye.]
I don't know much about alchemy, but whatever it was you were doing, it was clear you had a plan for getting your brother's body back.