ironysoul

[Alphonse is lying in the grass somewhere outside the City. Or at least, one of his hands is. It flops around, looking for something. When it hits the PDA, it closes on it. As soon as he lifts the device into the air, viewers can see that it's literally just a hand. In fact, all of his body has been blown apart at the joints, and the various pieces are scattered through the meadow. Except one, which is conspicuously missing.]

Brother, help! I can't reach my foot!

[The empty torso wobbles until it tips over, rolling onto its side. It then repeats the process to move closer to the hand not holding the PDA.

A moment later, that arm shoots up, holding -- another arm? This one is much smaller, and made not of armor, but Automail. It kind of droops in Al's grasp.]

Look what I got from Kimblee, Brother!

Now we just need to find my head...

[OOC: So, Al went to "talk" to Kim about his recent behavior, and... it didn't go well?]