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[corrupted-steel.livejournal.com]

[he's randomly doodling arrays in chalk all over the HQ square, knowing full well that he cannot activate them. he's currently wearing his own clothes and whistling.]

I wish I knew why my bluebird never needed an array. And why I miss this disgusting alchemy so...

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[corrupted-steel.livejournal.com]

[looks away.] Mmmn. The world is a cruel place, young one.

No. Do not be. I am not worth that - I mean - I...do not need that.

[corrupted-steel.livejournal.com]

Well you are talking to proof of that right now. Why are you still in the armour? Have you still not been restored...?

Re: she's so cute ^^;

[bibliospazz.livejournal.com]

I like it though. Robins are cute little things, don't you think?

Mr. Fullmetal makes you do horrible things? Like what? He... well he didn't seem to be a mean person...

Hmm... *moves half step closer* I'm not sure. Can't be, can I? You told me you were a homicidal corpse... but I'll trust you not to kill me anyway.

[its-a-hobby.livejournal.com]

Another world? I guess I shouldn't be surprised at this point. At least he managed to come back.

Brother and I used to be together a lot, but he's been assigned to one of Ivona's strictest airships. I'd draw too much attention there, so we've been working separately.

[corrupted-steel.livejournal.com]

...you are so very lucky Edward cannot hear you say that right now.

He. He is a dog of the military, and he...if he has to kill a lot of humans I am assigned to that task. And interrogations, too. Never pretty.

[stares at her as if she just...appeared in front of him.] Well. Maybe not. Not yet. You are a rather brave one, sweetheart.

[its-a-hobby.livejournal.com]

You almost make it sound like something easy. I guess I can't get away with lying to you. I've spent the last six years looking for a way, but so far, nothing's worked.

[corrupted-steel.livejournal.com]

Oh, all right.

It is always the Alphonses...

How about this body for yours? The Gate may consider it equivalent trade.

[its-a-hobby.livejournal.com]

What? No, of course not! Don't even say something like that!

[bibliospazz.livejournal.com]

Why? Doesn't he like the name? He gave it to you didn't he?

Oh! What should I call you? Mr. Pride, or Mr. Robin, or is there another name you like to go by?

He's a soldier? I was too you know. For a little while. But I wasn't ever in combat... I don't think I'd have been very good at it. I couldn't hurt a fly.

Maybe... maybe that's why he makes you do it. Because... you're stronger than he is? *laughs* Maybe I read one too many psychology textbooks.

*blushes* I'm not brave. But you haven't hurt me yet, so I should trust you a little bit, right?

[ooc: is it painfully obvious how naive to people she is? Jeez- just like a little kid, I swear.]

[corrupted-steel.livejournal.com]

...I just did. Why not? Is the price not enough? What else would you need?

[pats himself down, and looks at him curiously.]

[corrupted-steel.livejournal.com]

No, not that. It was as if you called him cute. He hates being called that.

Just...er...Pride would be fine, pretty sweetheart.

I cannot imagine you on a battlefield. That would be rather...unsettling, I guess. And the only reason why he makes me do it because he cannot bear murdering someone. Tch...

You should never trust a homunculus, Scieszka. You will always, always get hurt if you do.

[its-a-hobby.livejournal.com]

That's crazy! I don't care if you aren't my brother. If getting my body back means someone else getting hurt, I'd rather stay like this forever.

[can-i-keep-it.livejournal.com]

Of course you are, Pride-n--san.

...I don't know what I'd do if I had to do that....

[can-i-keep-it.livejournal.com]

What's Ivona?

...isn't it hard?


Yeah, but I've lost him again.

[corrupted-steel.livejournal.com]

That is a highly stupid way of thinking, Alphonse Elric.

Besides, I am already dead, it would not hurt one bit.

[corrupted-steel.livejournal.com]

[he almost - almost - berates him for the slip, but he holds his tongue.]

Any incarnation of Edward Elric will never allow that to happen to you, so do not worry.

[can-i-keep-it.livejournal.com]

Why do you always say that you're a version of my nii-san, but not want me to call you such, Pride-san?

[bibliospazz.livejournal.com]

What's wrong with being cute?

... Wouldn't he know I said he was cute? I mean, I said it to you, and you share memories with him don't you?

You don't have to keep calling me nice things like 'Pretty'. It isn't true. And I'll still like you even if you don't flatter me. I'll talk to you all the time, and probably annoy you with a million questions too.

But... you're not a homunculus. You're Mr. Fullmetal, and Mr. Pride.

*laughs*

I'm sorry, I shouldn't laugh. It's just I started to think of Dr. Jekyll & Mr. Hyde... but you seem a lot saner.

Have you ever read that book?

[its-a-hobby.livejournal.com]

Not wanting to sacrifice the lives of others is stupid? That isn't something I ever thought I'd hear any version of you say.

--You think you're dead?

[corrupted-steel.livejournal.com]

...

[speechless for a moment.]

...

...do you know, I do not know? It is quite odd, pretty. No sane person would acknowledge me as an acquaintance. I suppose...[he trails off, staring at nothing thoughtfully.]

[corrupted-steel.livejournal.com]

If it works for you, well, why not? And I am different than them, sweetie.

I know I am dead. Or undead, as the case may be.

[corrupted-steel.livejournal.com]

...a million things. Stuffed toys are cute. Homicidal beings are not. And it would be a delayed reaction once he wakes up, so you are lucky...for now.

Oh, dearheart. You should have more...pride in yourself; I do think you are pretty. And I should brace myself for the inevitable, hmmm?

In terms of this body, yes, I am a homunculus, but in mind...you are correct.

[pauses, and taps his chin thoughtfully.] I have. Or Edward has. Mmmn, we do have those kinds of moments, sweetie.

[its-a-hobby.livejournal.com]

Sweetie? I've noticed.

Where I'm from, dead people don't get up and walk around.

[its-a-hobby.livejournal.com]

Oh, sorry! Ivona's the name of our country. And it isn't so bad. I've made a lot of new friends since then, and we got to see each other last week when we were both in Bellcius for the holiday. I do worry about him getting in trouble without me there to keep an eye on him... but there isn't much I can do about it now.

I'm sure you'll find him again. And if there's anything I can do to help you while I'm here, just let me know.

[corrupted-steel.livejournal.com]

Oh, why? Would you rather I call you 'dear'? Dearheart? Pretty? I only know so many endearments...

Well, we come from different worlds, you know.