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A wild Alphonse appears.

[OOC: Have at! Action for anyone who would like!]
ironysoul: (Just me... and the cats... Don't mind me)
I guess that happens a lot around here? Miss Uta told me we get a weekend like that once a month... It wasn't as bad as some of the other curses for me I mean but I didn't like it anyway. It was really chaotic.

Private to Tohru
I didn't want to bother you during the curse and things were really bad here but maybe we could meet sometime and talk about the animal shelter? If you're still interested, I mean, I don't want to pressure you!

Private to Winry
Are you feeling any better?

Private to Ed
Hey, Brother, I was reading a lot in the guide about the deities and it says they'll make trades or swaps for things you want and -- it's Equivalent Exchange. I think this place is just like home.

Maybe -- maybe if we know that we can find a way out for you and me and Winry and the Colonel.

I mean I'm sure you thought of this and I'm sure the Colonel tried too but there has to be something we can do.
ironysoul: (cry baby cry baby cry)
[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?]
ironysoul: (dun dun dun!)
I don't see why I have to clean this up. I don't even fit in the bathtub. And I don't have hair. Ugh.

Major Kimblee, I'm afraid we'll have to reschedule your "demonstration." Today just isn't good for me.

Private to Ed

I think I'm getting the hang of the communication device, Brother, but can you show me how to lock messages away from other people? I've seen other people doing it, so I know there's a way.

Also? The man you told me to stay away from, Major Kimblee? He's not staying away from me. He wants me to meet him at the fountain today so I can see why they call him the Crimson Alchemist.

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