http://bluebrdsillusn.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] bluebrdsillusn.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fmadrlj2008-12-09 10:56 am

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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?]

I'm fully aware of that. And so is he. XD

[identity profile] truebluedj.livejournal.com 2008-12-11 05:30 am (UTC)(link)
[tries to pull Edward away from this one, stumbling a little with the weight hanging off of him. He's getting mad, and even if he's not all that intimidating, he's still willing to show it.]

G-get away! Leave him alone! If you're not going to help then just get the hell out of here!

Hehe

[identity profile] adifferentpride.livejournal.com 2008-12-11 05:57 am (UTC)(link)
Then I will ask you the same question.

Who do I look like?

I foresee this going badly. ... awesome.

[identity profile] truebluedj.livejournal.com 2008-12-11 06:03 am (UTC)(link)
I-I don't know! I don't know what you're talking about! I'm just trying to help him!

[he shuffles back a few more steps, still dragging the barely-conscious Edward, but about three seconds from losing his damn mind at this point. His free hand clutches at his hair, head shaking roughly]

I don't know who you are or who he is, I'm just trying to DO SOMETHING because no one else will! So either let us by or help me, but don't keep going with these stupid riddles!

Shweet.

[identity profile] adifferentpride.livejournal.com 2008-12-11 06:05 am (UTC)(link)
[She shakes her head a bit, then calmly walks over to Fuery and takes Edward. She's stronger than she looks and is holding him easily.]

If you insist. The inn has rooms. It'll be the best place for him.

[She's rather concerned about her Alter, even if it doesn't show]

Re: Shweet.

[identity profile] truebluedj.livejournal.com 2008-12-11 06:08 am (UTC)(link)
[It takes all his strength not to completely collapse right there, already trembling and barely able to remain standing on his own two legs. A deep breath and he manages to calm some, though he's gone rather pale and ashen in the last few seconds, skin feeling clammy and a twist working in his nerve-wracked stomach.]

I-it's empty. There's no one there. But... it's better than nothing... I... I'll come with you...

[identity profile] adifferentpride.livejournal.com 2008-12-11 06:14 am (UTC)(link)
It will at least be a place where he can rest.

[She looks over at him.]

I'm known as Pride.

[identity profile] truebluedj.livejournal.com 2008-12-11 06:21 am (UTC)(link)
O... okay. Pride. I'm Kain.

[he doesn't really delve in to pleasantries, as it doesn't seem the time or place for it, especially after that rather upsetting exchange from before.]

Uhoh!

[identity profile] truebluedj.livejournal.com 2008-12-11 08:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[Okay, this certainly wasn't normal at all. Between the horrible screaming and the random apperance of red marks on his skin, Kain can only stare with his jaw dropped, heart racing in his chest as fear begins to take over what little logic and calm he had remaining.]

W-what's happening to him?! What the hell is going on?!

YAAAY! ...wait. NOT YAY. D:

[identity profile] truebluedj.livejournal.com 2008-12-14 07:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[Fuery barely had a chance to react to what he was seeing before he was on the ground, ear ringing and split lip sending a trickle of blood down his chin from the hit.

Stunned, he watches "Edward" run off, unable to keep himself from shaking all over. He doesn't get up, doesn't speak, just... stares.]