fmadrlj | [another emo event post]

[Crouches down beside him, speaking quietly.]

Al..?

[kitten whimper, and he flicks his tail.]

[So helpful. God this place sucks.]

[Pauses. Stares at him a moment because a;dlskfja treating his brother LIKE A CAT is all kinds of weird.

but picks him up anyway]

[Continues flicking his tail, but looks up at Ed when he picks him up.]

<What do you want?>

[Totally going to pretend that doesn't sting.]

To make sure I'm not sitting here talking to an actual cat, if that's not too much to ask.

What are you doing, just curled up out here?

<Nothing. I just don't feel like talking to anyone.>

[Sets him back down again with a sigh.]

All right, I'll leave you alone. I was going to get something to eat, anyway.

... [Clings on to Ed's shirt with his claws. Al might want to be alone, but the kitty part of him likes the cuddling.]

[Well. He wasn't exactly expecting that.

Ed opens his mouth to say something but seems to think better of pointing it out.

So instead he simply decides on taking Al with him and not talking to him. Good plan]

I wonder what's a good place to eat...

<The inn's free.> [snuggles automatically and rather unintentionally.]

*walking, walking... and certainly not keeping his eyes to the ground, no. so if there are any small animals lying in his path emoing out, well... they should probably move out of the way*

[but he is too busy emoing to move. Al is kicked by an automail leg and goes flying.]

<Aaaaaaaaaaaaaa>

*oh- WHOA wtf was that?*

*stops, looking around, very confused* ... The hell...?

[LANDS

on top of a lamp post]

*looks around... looks around... sees nothing*

... Huh. That's weird...

*about to just... keep on walking*

[Not about to go anywhere, because another Ed has him by the collar]

WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM?!

[Uh. Watches from the lamp post.]

*is grabbed, blinking at- oh hey, a new double to get acquainted with*

What?! What the hell is YOUR problem?!

You're my problem!

You just kicked my- cat, don't you pay attention to WHERE YOU'RE GOING?!

[...curls up on the lamppost to continue his emo]

Your what?! What the hell was your cat doing lying in the middle of sidewalk?!

..... [Being emo. You know what that's none of your damn business.]

He has a mind of his own, he can lay where he wants! Don't avoid my question! Why the hell weren't you watching where you were going!? [still holding him by the collar.]

*narrows his eyes ever so slightly, metal arm coming up to grab at the wrist that's holding him by the collar* I've got a mind of my own, I can look wherever the hell I want while I walk. Like I knew a cat was gonna be sprawled out in the way. Animals normally get the fuck out of the way if it looks like they're gonna get hit by something.

[Well then.]

[He doesn't really have anything to say to that without giving away the fact that his brother's not entirely an animal, so he just hauls back with his right hand a slams a punch into the other Ed's face.

Don't insult his brother's intelligence.]

*barely even staggers as he takes the hit like a man, turning his head right back to glare at the double* ...So that's where this is going, huh?

*that metal hand's grip tightens around the other's wrist, holding him fast while his good hand balls into a fist* You're gonna freak out this much over your damn immobile cat?!?!

*and KA-PUNCH with the left hand!*

[The words hurt more than the punch, eyes widen in surprise at his words before narrowing into a glare - completely unprepared for the blow, but refusing to move with a growl.]

[He tightens his grip on the collar, tugging as if to jar some sense into the other Ed, teeth clenched]

He's not just a cat! [Yeah it was a risk but right now he didn't care]

*his automail clenches still more tightly around the other's wrist, more as a warning this time to back the fuck off unless he wants to hurt some more. though those words are kind of working to wedge some ideas, however odd, into his head about that cat... but he's still more inclined to go with what's more logical*

Oh what, he's a "member of your family," is that it? He's still a cat, and it's not my fault he didn't move!!

It is your fault you weren't watching where you were going!

And he is a member of my family- [he cuts himself off there, a flicker of fear in his eyes before they set with determination again, quietly adding the rest]

He's all I've got left, and I think something's wrong with him [because why else would he be laying out like this on the sidewalk, letting random idiots kick him flying through the air] so I'm not going to just stand around and let someone kick him because he didn't get out of the way.

*and that settles that. eyes widening, Ed loosens his grip on his wrist, just staring at him in shock* You mean...?

*he's quiet for a moment, processing this - yes, it's entirely possible that he's... then he starts looking around for signs of where the cat went, since he definitely didn't see what happened to it- him. his grip on his wrist tightens just slightly, enough to try to pry that arm off of him* He could just be sick. You should probably take him somewhere safer so he can rest.

[Flicks his tail where he's curled up up on the lamppost.]

[He's actually about to release his grip when the other's slackens, be his grip tightens again - catching Ed by surprise so he doesn't let go right off]

[It's then that he realizes he doesn't know where Al went. 'Safer' that was laughable, but he kept his expression serious - shrugging and trying not to be too thrown off by this Ed's total acceptance of what he just said]

Yeah, once I find him I'm taking him back to the inn where we're staying with some friends. Until we can get out of this place, anyway.

[After a moment he lets go of the fabric in his grip, hoping to be released in return, from the steel death grip]

*He frowns a little, but not out of any kind of disapproval. It's just... Staying with some friends. That must be nice.*

Right, well. *He lets go once he's released, taking a second to straighten his clothes out before looking the area over again* First things first, you gotta find him. You didn't see how far he could've gone?

[rolls over, falls on his Ed's head]

[Notices the frown but doesn't say anything, too busy glancing around himself, to find his brother]

No, I was too busy trying to-

[And Ed's scrambling to catch said falling tiny body so he doesn't hit the pavement, hissing in surprise] Al-

*blinks. Well, that was easy!* Oh good. Doesn't look like he's too badly hurt.

*leans closer a bit to get a look at him. That's funny. He doesn't seem like he's rotting...*

[curls up in the brother's arms, tail flicking emoly, and ignores the world]

[Sort of glares at the 'not too badly hurt' line, no thanks to him, but doesn't say anything.

Although he does kind of lean away protectively, holding Al more comfortably as he curled up now - quirking an eyebrow at the other Ed's curiosity]

What-? You look like you've never seen a cat before.

*doesn't notice the glare at first, too lost in his thoughts about how it was possible for the body to be perfectly fine despite the soul-body incompatibility problem. but he pulls back soon enough with a thoughtful sound, tapping a finger to his chin... and then his gaze snaps back up to the other Ed's face*

Hmm? Oh- *waves a hand dismissively* No, it's nothing. Forget it.

Looks like something to me.

[Not really going to press it any more than that because if this other Ed started asking questions he wasn't prepared to answer he'd have himself in a tough spot.]

*curious as he is, Ed recognizes a secret when he sees one. and given his own nature and the nature of all his doubles, he knows well enough not to push it. he raises both his hands up in a submissive sort of gesture, giving the other Ed a knowing look*

Really, it's nothing. *nods at the tired kitty in his arms* You should probably go back to where your friends are. Let him get some proper rest.

[The look caught him off guard, as he hadn't really had a chance to go around and see just how understanding of a situation like that the others could be. At the words he simply nods, smirking slightly]

Yeah, you're right. Thanks for uh- [not beating me to a pulp] ... Just- thanks.

*almost laughs at that as he turns to go, waving a hand in goodbye* Right. Don't mention it.

Just careful where he wanders off on his own. If my Al ever got a hold of him, he'd wanna keep him for himself.

[another emo event post]

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