➤ 7th Transmutation

[unexculpable]

A. » Action「1652 Albright Lane ☼ Morning」

[The hell is this bullshit on the TV? That dream... it was real? Mayfield what the hell did you do?.]

B. » Action「Around Town」

[The power was off and the phone was dead so the only thing to do was get out of the house and go tell everyone in person that he was very much still here. If he knows you well, chances are he'll be at your doorstep in no time at all.

If you happen to be out of the house when he shows up, don't worry, he'll be walking around all day. You'll be able to run into him just about anywhere!]

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[wontjustwait.livejournal.com]

[ She didn't even listen to the end of the report. The moment Ed's name was announced Winry was gone. Out the door and running down the street. Please don't mind that she doesn't have a coat on. She had no time to gets gloves either. Thankfully she is wearing her school clothes, but they aren't very warm.

As she approaches the house she starts yelling. It's all she can do to keep sobs from clogging up her throat. ]

ED! EDWARD! Edward, get out here, Edward!!! [ That was a kick your door just endured. ]

[unexculpable]

[DON'T MIND HIM. HE ONLY JUST ABOUT JUMPED OUT OF HIS SKIN. He looks to the door hesitantly. Damn it... Winry was going to kill him. You know, not existing means no one can be pissed at you for potentially doing something stupid like deciding it was ok to not exist. Fuck you, Mayfield. Fuck you.

Nonetheless, there he is, opening the door and... immediately feeling TERRIBLE. Ahh don't give him that sad look.]

Winry? Hey, hey, it's ok. I'm fine, I didn't go anywhere.

[wontjustwait.livejournal.com]

[ For a moment she might almost look relieved. Winry stands there on the door step, trying to catch her breath. It's that which creates a facade of calmness. As her breathing evens out it finally begins to show. His reassurance? It was no help. ]

Ed... no, you can't... [ 3 , 2 , 1 ] You can't be gone! This can't be real! EDWARD! [ she's crying now. But she isn't mauling him yet. Good sign? ]

[unexculpable]

[He mentally braces himself for the expected mauling -- he is just waiting for that wrench to go flying at his head -- and when it doesn't... it worries him more.]

Wh-

I'm not gone! I'm right here. Look, I heard that report too. I know it said Mayfield went and "replaced" a bunch of us, but it's not true. I swear, I'm still me.

[wontjustwait.livejournal.com]

Don't say that... don't say those things while you look like him! Don't you dare!

[ Her breaking point is reached too quickly. Winry steps forward and grabs the front of his shirt but lets go just as quickly. She wanted to punch the fake but she can't... he's still got Ed's face. She's okay with mauling him when she knows he's going to be okay but right now... she's not so sure. ]

Where is he? Tell me where he is..! What did you do to him, you creep!

Action: town

[doudemoe]

[Why hello Ed, you feel particularly fake this morning. Which is okay, because Minato's fake too.]

Morning.

[unexculpable]

[That explains that strange fake vibe he's getting from you. It'll also explain the wary tone in his voice.]

Hey. What's up?

[doudemoe]

[Same to you buddy.]

Just curious. Are you the real Edward?

Action ☆ B

[priceofmagic.livejournal.com]

Disappearing... huh?

[ It was canon. This sort of life? Satou's only been away from it for a week now. So it doesn't take her much getting used to. When she agreed to disappear she knew what she was getting herself into, probably more than most.

So she's being all too calm about going about her days. Her mind is a bit numb as she's secretly torn up, upset about losing her paradise so quickly, but she masks it with a neutral expression. As she passes Ed she stops, remembering how she'd heard his name on the TV. ]

... Edward Elric? [ She reaches out to tap his shoulder. He doesn't seem like the boy she'd spoken to briefly, but then again... apparently, she doesn't seem like herself either. ]

[unexculpable]

[Yeah, he has that same feeling and it's unnerving. Still, he stops, turning around to face her when she taps his shoulder]

Huh? Oh, hey Satou. [... Wasn't your name on the list, too?]

[priceofmagic.livejournal.com]

Mm. A very good day to you.

[ Somehow that doesn't sound as polite when she says it so dryly. She studies his face for moment before deciding that as fake as he seems he's better than nothing. ]

I heard your name on the list. So you agreed? [ The report made it sound like everyone agreed to this willfully, but there's no harm in double checking. ]

[unexculpable]

[No, it definitely doesn't. It doesn't sound polite and it doesn't sound like Satou. She didn't even really look the same. Was he the only one who didn't actually get "erased"? Or maybe... ]

... Yeah. Guess you did too, huh?

[priceofmagic.livejournal.com]

Mm... Your eyes.

[ Creepertou puts a hand on his shoulder now holding him in place and looks him right in the eyes. ]

They're the same as Al's. You two really are related. [ Respond carefully, you are walking on eggshells. ]

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[notalwystrthful.livejournal.com]

[ Oh, hey, sup, Ed? Do you feel like there's an overwhelming amount of bullshit in the air, too?

Oh, so you do? Okay, great. Well, Diana does too and she's not too happy. Even though she's grumpy all the time, but details, details~

So, she's pretty much doing the same thing because, well, a voice can be faked. But, oops. She's not paying much attention and ends up colliding right into Ed. ]

Ah--? Ed! It's great to see you.

[unexculpable]

[SURE DO.]

HEY! Watch where you're goi --

[... oh wait. Diana. Good timing. He heard her name on that list.]

Hey. I was looking for you, actually. [IF YOU'RE STILL ACTUALLY YOU, THAT IS.]

[notalwystrthful.livejournal.com]

[ AWESOME.

Now, Diana's going to prevent herself from falling over and gives a glance to Ed. He has to be real - after all, he's right in front of her. ]

It's about the list, isn't it?

[ She doesn't even need her telepathy for that. She knows how he works by now, after all. ]

[unexculpable]

[he nods.]

Yeah. Heard your name on it.

[notalwystrthful.livejournal.com]

[ The dream was so vivid in her mind. Sacrifice herself for the good of Mayfield? ...No, sacrifice herself for the good of her own world so that it can be in peace once more?

Yeah, it's prophetic and it quite frankly makes her consider a few things here and there. So, for a while, she's quiet before nodding. ]

Seemed kind of weird, wasn't it? The dream, I mean.

B -- IDK on the street somewhere?!!?

[smoking-gunner.livejournal.com]

[Havoc hadn't expected to see, Ed, really. But when he did, he didn't really react. Aside from stubbing out his half-finished cigarette. The gun under his jacket made him feel a bit better, but not much. If Ed was gone, then there was only one explanation. And he knew first hand, better than anyone, what those creatures were capable of.

But for now, he'd take it easy. Maybe the TV was full of shit. He's used to the government being a lying sack of liars anyway.] Yo, Boss! [Grin!]

Trisha will be tagging after Al =D So posting order of Al, Trisha, Ed?

[bodyback.livejournal.com]

[Al had been eating his breakfast with the news on in the background, contemplating if Mom's oatmeal was made with something special that made it taste just that delicious, when...

Sacrifice?

That word on its own was more than enough to grab his attention, and he was immediately paying more attention to the bulletin. People had chosen to not exist for the sake of others? They had just given up? Laid down their lives instead of fighting to move for... w a r d s...

Ed.

Edward Elric. The moment the name flashed on screen, he felt as though someone had just tipped a bucket of ice water over his head. A strangled call of his brother's name got caught in his throat before it even made it past his lips, heart beating an instantaneous and wild tattoo in his chest. No... no no no no... No, this couldn't be real! Ed would never sacrifice himself like this, not after Al had yelled at him when his had almost stupidly laid down his life with Scar.

Anger and FEAR churned together in his gut to make him feel sick, and before he even realised what he was doing... he was on his feet and moving towards the door. Pausing only to grasp his mother's hand and pull her along, refusing to leave her behind when she could be in danger.

Brother. Brother. Brother.

No.]

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[outliven.livejournal.com]

A... Al!

[all the color had drained from her face where she had stopped in her task of cleaning up the morning's dishes from cooking breakfast, listening to the news report. she knew by now their importance when things were becoming strange in the town...

but she hadn't expected this at all. her son's name, and--

the next thing she knew, before it even had time to settle in, Al had grabbed her hand and was pulling her along with him to the harsh cold outside. her fingers are tightening hard around his as soon as she gets her wits about her, heart pounding fast.]

[luxuriality.livejournal.com]

[ behind this newspaper is this face.


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|:. Ed do you know how fucking pissed she is? She'll just continue to read the newspaper until Ed tries and talk to her. ]