All grown up...

[fullgrownmetal.livejournal.com]

[Half a step ago, this Edward was walking along the streets of Central, on his way to Gracia's house. When his foot hits the pavement, he is still walking along the streets of Central...but those streets have changed, and something is very wrong.]

[Startled, then alarmed, he looks left and right, turns in a circle, darts down an alley that didn't exist a second ago to search there. He's recognizably Edward Elric, but older, in his mid-twenties at least, with the strong jaw and broad shoulders of a young man. And he's tall. There's no dodging the fact, even as his shoulders hunch and his golden eyes start to flash with fear. Spotting the nearest passerby, he shouts with a note of panicky fury in his voice:]

Where the hell are my kids?!

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[fullgrownmetal.livejournal.com]

It, uh...it works out. [He figures that's safe enough to say.] More or less.

[ambergoldeyes.livejournal.com]

I had that much figured out already.

*rubs at the back of his neck, a little awkwardly, as he looks up at him* How long's it been since all that for you?

[fullgrownmetal.livejournal.com]

[He opens his mouth to answer...then shuts it again, startled.]

Uh...almost ten years. [He mirrors the neck-rub gesture without realizing it.] Hunh. Damn. Has it really been that long?

[ambergoldeyes.livejournal.com]

If you didn't notice, it must've been a good ten years.

*suddenly has lots of questions that he knows he shouldn't ask, and he seems to be struggling with himself over it*

[fullgrownmetal.livejournal.com]

[He chuckles, eyes growing a little distant as he thinks back over it. He hadn't thought of it like that, but...]

Yeah. It's had its rough patches, but...yeah. If the world worked that way, I'd say we earned it.