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-Oh, look, what's that falling from the sky? It's a bird? Plane? Nope. It's Edward. After taking a flying leap out of purely thin air, he ends up landing on the cement below with a loud THUD. He stays there, still. His body is badly wounded. It looks like he's taken a severe beating from someone. That someone being a green haired sin even though Father cautioned against it-
...............
-But there is something definitely wrong with this Ed. He stays there on the concrete, he's almost lifeless. After a few minutes, he takes in a deep breath and exhales. A shiver is sent jutting down his spine as blood drips from the corners of his mouth-
Ngh...
[oh hai thur, this is BBI Pride!Ed. Envy just handed his ass to him on a silver platter back in his own world and he's currently going through the "change" so he's definitely not going to be in his right mind. Have fun and proceed with caution?]
...............
-But there is something definitely wrong with this Ed. He stays there on the concrete, he's almost lifeless. After a few minutes, he takes in a deep breath and exhales. A shiver is sent jutting down his spine as blood drips from the corners of his mouth-
Ngh...
[oh hai thur, this is BBI Pride!Ed. Envy just handed his ass to him on a silver platter back in his own world and he's currently going through the "change" so he's definitely not going to be in his right mind. Have fun and proceed with caution?]
XD
-There he goes, coughing up some blood and he feels an awkward sensation begin to creep and crawl across his skin. It feels as though hundreds upon thousands of needles are piercing his flesh-
I failed...I...I failed! All of them...
-He hears that damn voice again, this time it's mocking him saying yes lovely, you did fail indeed! And what a laugh that is! A poor dog of the military you are and now you'll be nothing but a container for my very being and Edward struggles to gain his sanity and overpower whatever is residing in him-
N..No..Stop...Make it stop!
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J-just hang on, okay?
[Enter panic mode. Still, a somewhat level head is kept, and he goes scrambling through his bag, tugginh out a thick hoodie sweatshirt, balling it up with trembling hands to position it under Edward's head. Really, it's all he can do - he is just a techie after all. That done, he beings to look frantically around the empty street.]
H...help! Anyone! I need some help here!