➤ 1st Transmutation

[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?

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[luxuriality.livejournal.com]

[ She'll just pull out a pamphlet (http://buildstherobots.livejournal.com/12857.html#cutid1) and walk over without a single disruption, handing it to Edward. ]

I'm aware of the Colonel's fiery temper, FullMetal. I've yet to experience it myself.

Don't you think you should be more thankful towards me? The last time I recalled meeting, I decided to spare you in the 5th Laboratory after you defeated the Slicer Brothers. [ and then she shrugs ] Also, that pamphlet has information into what you've been dragged into. If you need some more time to scream, I guess I could give it to you. This town has a sick sense of humor, they assigned me as your mother.

[unexculpable]

Thankful? Tch, you would've had your ass handed to you a lot faster if you'd let me die. I'm not thanking you for mindlessly following orders...

[He trails off as he starts reading the pamphlet, his brows furrowing.

He's not sure if he should believe this. Not yet. He puts the pamphlet down, claps his hands (that feels so strange, not feeling metal there. sounds strange to think that it's strange, too.), and touches the nearest wall.

...

nothing. Nothing.]

Shit. Ok, ok. So, let's say I believe this crap... [and then he remembers something she had just said]

... The hell d'you mean you've been assigned as my mother?

[luxuriality.livejournal.com]

It was my call if you lived or died. [ a kanyeshrug has been proclaimed! ] There are more foolish people who conducted the same mistake as you. I could probably lure someone into making that mistake anyways.

[ Yeah, she'll just watch his tentativeness and shrug some more because

wait a snarky opportunity! (yay) ] If you're applauding me for writing this pamphlet, I'm not the one who wrote it.

This town assigns people into "families". You are the child of my family. I am the mother. There are these creatures called drones, specified in that pamphlet, they will act as if you've been here your whole life and they'll ask how's your mother, Lust doing. Things like that.

Also, I've befriended a majority of them and told them to keep an eye on you. Getting into trouble here is pointless, and it won't end well. [ aka she will shank some motherfuckers if you get yourself in deep shit AGAIN ]