➤ 2nd Transmutation [backdated to after milkfield event]

[unexculpable]

A. » Action「1652 Albright Lane/Around Town ☼ Midday 」

[When Ed went outside, there was a postcard waiting for him on the doorstep. He stood in the doorway with a frown and stooped down to pick it up. Who would be sending him a postcard? He flipped it over and froze. His mouth went dry, his eyes widened, and his stomach started tying itself in knots.

What the hell was this?

Biting his lip he folded the postcard and shoved it in his pocket, heading down the street.

(He'll be walking around for most of the day, so you can run into him pretty much wherever you want. Just specify a location in your tag!)]



B. » Action「Park ★ Late Evening 」

[Walking along the path in one of the more secluded areas of the park, you'll be able to see a bright blue light a few yards away. Get closer and you'll be able to hear an electric crackle whenever the light shows up. Approach it and you'll find Ed in the middle of a transmutation. Guess who got his alchemy back?]

Comments

[flowers-suck.livejournal.com]

[She rubs her temples.]

It happened during the event, so I'm guessing you were one of those droned to kill. And you live with the homunculus.

[Stating the facts is suddenly making her realize that this is possibly worse than she thought it was. She looks between the two again.]

Hawkeye, was he there?

;____;

[snipingmissy.livejournal.com]

[Riza stiffened, turning her face away from them. She'd promised herself she'd let Edward make the decision, since she felt he was the only one who could--should--but she had not anticipated Olivier figuring it out herself and then asking point-blank.]

Yes ma'am. He was there.

[unexculpable]

[Ed couldn't remember what he was going to say. all he could hear was Riza confirming the General's question. all he could see was the wide eyed look of terror that was in her eyes and the disturbing smile on his own face as he watched her die that night.]

[flowers-suck.livejournal.com]

[Olivier turns away from both of them, disgust written across her face. Her hand tightens on the hilt of her sword as he desire to kill the milkman surged. By the time she has her mask back up.]

All the more reason to get the resistance started back up and these passages made.

[snipingmissy.livejournal.com]

[Way to change the topic, Armstrong. Unfortunately, Hawkeye doesn't bounce back quite as quickly as Armstrong does. She continues to keep her gaze on the wall, trying to keep the image of Edward just standing and watching from taking hold in her mind again. When she answers, the comment is rather half-hearted. Her mind is elsewhere. Points to anyone who notices that she reverts to formalities when under stress!]

Yes, ma'am.

[unexculpable]

[nods quietly. that's all.]

Sorry, Bizzy, I can't remember whish way they need to go...

[flowers-suck.livejournal.com]

[She claps him on the back, hoping it is reassuring in some way.]

Well, you did a great job so far, Fullmetal. Now which direction to your house, Hawkeye.

Whish? XD That's ok, I've been making it up X_x;

[snipingmissy.livejournal.com]

[She glances around the tunnel, taking a second to reorient herself to the front door, and then points to the left.]

I'm on the opposite side of town.

[unexculpable]

[it is and it isn't. he just nods, and cracks his knuckles.]

Do you have a map, General? It'll be easier to do this if I know exactly where I'm going.

[flowers-suck.livejournal.com]

Not yet, and I wasn't exactly counting the steps between our houses on my way home the other night. [She's trying not to sound really disappointed in herself, but she totally is.]

I can make one over the next few days, though.

[snipingmissy.livejournal.com]

[She's not a second in command for nothing!]

It's nearly clear across town from here, diagonally--just about as far as you can get from here while still being in town. Though that isn't particularly relevant, since we can't get out of the town.

That's the best estimate I can give you, but it wouldn't take long for me to get a better estimate of the distance.