[identity profile] greedless.livejournal.com
[By now you'd think he'd know better than to eat at the inn, because really anyone that made this place their home for as long as he had just ... knew better than to eat at the inn.

So maybe it was one of the bakeries.

Either way, for an Edward that normally portrayed very little in varying emotions - there was obviously some sort of emotional storm brewing as he made his way down the street, he almost looked like he was trying to keep himself in check, head ducked and one hand - as usual - covering his throat.]
[identity profile] on-my-feet.livejournal.com
...so, is this heaven or something?

Hello? Anyone here?


((This is an AU Paninya from the [livejournal.com profile] xi_rpg universe, though she hasn't been apped there yet. She's one of Genosha's hundreds of mutant slaves, and arrives in Fake Central right as the entire island explodes due to a poorly-executed plot by the Brotherhood of Mutants.))
[identity profile] steelsoul-al.livejournal.com
Well...good thing that's all over with. Right, Stolz~?

...

What's with all the cat-ears? It's irritating...

I would just like everyone to know that I am not going to give out free hugs to everyone just because they're wearing cat-ears.

*it might be interesting to note that this Alphonse does not have cat ears. 8D*
[identity profile] ambergoldeyes.livejournal.com
*after talking to... one of the Alphonse doubles (which one exactly, he's still not entirely sure), Ed is now wandering around the city in search of who switched bodies with him ( [livejournal.com profile] derstolz ). abruptly, in the midst of his search through the city, he realizes just how weird this situation is. this place is so much weirder than Veles ever was, and yet...*

...Dammit. I really should be more bothered by all this shit.

*shakes his head and goes up to another random citizen, describing to them who he's looking for and asking if they've seen him at all before moving on and asking someone else*

[identity profile] steelsoul-al.livejournal.com
...I'd hate to ask, but does anyone know if there's somewhere...acceptable to buy tools and supplies, here?

Admittedly there is only so much that I can find on my own.
[identity profile] bitter-wrath.livejournal.com
-He'd gotten separated from his Edward the night before and slept outside, peacefully enough at the edge of the city, half hidden behind a large (now empty) container of milk. With the light of early afternoon came a very sleepy homunculi rising to his feet and stretching. He glanced back and forth, but didn't see anyone immediately and kicked the large canister away, sauntering back towards the center of town-

He's gotta be around here somewhere...

-he murmured quietly to himself, slinking through a dark alleyway and coming out on another street. He turned, eying the flower shop, and then a bakery of some sort. Familiar enough. He turned, and then-

OOF!

-he'd been so caught up in trying to find where exactly he was at the moment he hadn't noticed someone standing so close. When he turned and slammed into them, bouncing off and landing on the ground-
[identity profile] greedless.livejournal.com
*He'd heard about the kittens, and he knew Al and he knew Greed so he could only imagine that if the homunculus he'd created was giving free kittens to people- for every one he gave away, he'd probably kept one of his own. Which would mean Alphonse had a fairly decent number of kittens at home, considering the number of people he heard talking about it. Either way, the only thing that would tell for certain was to go take a look for himself, and it had been awhile since he'd seen his brother. Edward was still wary, still nervous around the other - but he was stubborn and loyal as always, so if he was going to own up to what he created, and acknowledge that it was still Al in there... he'd better make an effort to get more comfortable around him, and that's what he'd been doing since their talk. Trying to get himself involved back into the life that he'd left three years ago.

When he did finally find him Ed cleared his throat to announce his presence, opening his mouth to speak, but faltering before any words escaped him.*

[OOC: Anyone annoyed by these yet? okay, here's the deal. People should pay attention to the OOC community, so that someone don't have to keep doing this. ♥?]
[identity profile] greedless.livejournal.com
*So dinner had gone surprisingly well. Not that he'd really expected to be attacked in a public place like that, but- things hadn't been awkward either, which was really what had amazed him. It had been a few days since he'd seen Alphonse, since he still insisted on having space. It was probably infinitely unfair of him to want to stay away from Al so much, but he couldn't let his guard down yet, he just couldn't trust him that much. It was going to take time to accept that whatever had happened... was really entirely in the past. He'd spent a great deal of time trying to convince himself that he didn't care either way, but that proved to be a lie, even if he wouldn't admit it. Obviously he had to care about the homunculus somehow if he was allowing the interaction, and even thinking about him, now. Edward stepped out of the small shop, paper bag hooked under one arm, and started back towards his apartment - shaking his head to clear his thoughts, once more. Why had he been thinking about him so much lately, anyway? Was it because Al was actually back in his life?*


[OOC: Also, guys. Since I know so few people actually pay attention the OOC community. THIS IS NOT AN ORGANIZATION POST. Miracle of miracles. But, a chat was created for the DR, if anyone wants to start getting together in there and talking? It probably doesn't have to be DR/plot related, just to get to know each other. ... I don't know when it's open, but I thought everyone might like to know that there is one. See?]
[identity profile] greedless.livejournal.com
*it felt like weeks had passed since his last encounter with the homunculus he'd created, and Edward wasn't quite sure what to think of it all just yet. For starters, actually having told Alphonse that he'd been the one to attack him- but luckily not having to go over the details of the encounter. Ed sighed, raising his gaze skyward as he walked towards the park once more*


What the hell am I supposed to do, now? *He muttered, for once not adorned in the trench coat he usually wore around the city.*


[OOC: Oh, and guys. Check out the OOC community, please? Organization posts are your friend, and you know it.]
[identity profile] steelsoul-al.livejournal.com
He...

He ran away.

Why...

*draws his knees to his chin on the park bench he's on, pulling his hood up in an attempt to hide*

Brother...don't you... *shaky sigh, like he's trying not to start crying* Don't you care anymore...?
[identity profile] greedless.livejournal.com
*Edward paused, glancing behind himself once more. There was still no sign of Al... How- for three years he'd managed to avoid the homunculus, to spare himself - how had they bumped into each other all over again? He couldn't be too cautious, there was no such thing as too cautious - and he kept turning around, checking the area surrounding himself suspiciously. One hand raised to this throat, as if it was sore or he was cold and trying to keep his jacket closed.

He hadn't been able to confront his brother. To tell him the thoughts racing through his mind... How was he supposed to say it, anyway? You tried to kill me! Instead, he'd somehow managed to lose himself in the crowd - to get away from the homunculus he had created, and now he only had one concern left. Making sure that even if he bumped into that creature again - Greed never knew where he was staying.*
[identity profile] greedless.livejournal.com
*Edward sighed, coming out of the restaurant and resituating his jacket to make sure that the collar was up, still concealing his neck. He'd gotten a number of scars in his life, but this one was - by far - the worst. It wasn't so much the size as location, though.. much harder to conceal, around his neck as it was. He lifted his left hand to the bandages there, reassuring himself that they were still there as he stepped onto the street once again.*

*The blond paused, seeing the sign and blinking as if thinking he imagined the view before him. When it remained there, Ed thought better of getting closer and exploring - unfamiliar things were closer to dangerous in his mind than interesting.* Well... That's new. *He mumbled to himself, turning and abruptly started in the opposite direction - ducking his head slightly to avoid eye contact with anyone else that may be walking the street as well.*

[ooc: Okay, so - things to know about this new Ed here. First, and foremost. He's Greed!Al's ([livejournal.com profile] steelsoul_al) brother. Um, due to the history there, he's jumpy and hates surprises. I'll be writing up my own bio from 'Ed's side' as soon as I can~.]

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