Sacrificed

Hey, Mustang. We went to check out that gang of yours and, funny thing, they decided to disband. I hope you don't mind.

[This voice is a lot more subdued than most of you probably remember it.]

I'm back, I guess. I don't even know if there's still anyone around here that remembers me. Or just how long I was gone. It was two year for me.

[Quiet, talking to himself] Two years. All that time I spent trying to find a way back for nothing. [Snort] Story of my life, I guess.

[And back into the mic, oh so hesitant, he's afraid of the answer he's going to get]

Hey, does- . . . Does anyone know if Al's still here?

Es ist schon eine Weile her, ich habe versucht haben. Vor einer Weile habe ich herausgefunden, dass Amestris war tatsächlich eine Parallele zu einem Ort die meisten von euch wissen, wie Deutschland und Amestrian ist nicht so, dass sich von deutschen offensichtlich. Ich glaube, ich bin einfach nur neugierig, wie viele Menschen tatsächlich lesen.


Ich weiß nicht einmal, wenn es etwa, dass jemand spricht Deutsch mehr.

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Ah, hey, Kazu? I know it was just a curse, but . . . I figured I ought to thank you for, you know, trying to help. It meant a lot to me . . .

So, yeah, thanks.

[The voice is weak, but not so weak he can't be long-winded.]

I spoke to the doctor again today. She said that my Malaise Parasitic Refractory Eclampsia Gravidititis has only gotten worse since the last round of tests. She says that . . . I may only have . . . two months left.

Imagine. Only eighteen and faced with this- [coughing]

Sometimes . . . sometimes I think it isn't fair. I'm so young, I had my whole life ahead of me, yet for the last seven months this hospital bed has been all I've known. And then sometimes . . . sometimes I remember all of the people I've come to love and care for have made my life worth living.

I only hope- [coughing] I only hope . . . that I can return their kindness before . . . before it's too late . . .

((Disclaimer: Because hyper-sensitive subject is hyper-sensitive, I'm just going to say now that the thoughts and opinions expressed in the following entry and any resulting comments are, indeed, those of the character and most definitely not those of the mun.))

That was the stupidest curse yet! If this place wanted to stick us to some backwater town out in the boonies it should've just sent us home! At least there I'd just have to deal with the military breathing down my neck and not a bunch of brainwashed zombies.

The next time this place turns me into some idiot Cornello wannabe, just put me out of my misery, Al.

[This is the sound of someone rummaging through every surface in their room.]

No no no no no no no!

Where the hell're my notes?!

( [Private // Reasonably hackable // Unhackable by Bitty!Ed] )

. . . when did I start thinking of this place as home anyway?

Posting this now 'cause I know people are going to be scarce over the next couple of days. ♥

With the exception of Al and bitty!Ed, Ed will be leaving presents at people's doors over the course of the day.

( Merry Christmas! )

Hey Mustang, this is for you. And anyone else that knows about what happened to me and Al before we got here.

Don't tell the younger me that just got here.

Seriously, don't even mention it, he doesn't know any of that shit yet and there's no reason he should so just don't. If I find out anyone talked to him about it you'll have to answer to me.

Been a while since we had one of these stupid curses. I guess it's better than the alternative but it's still annoying.

Hey, uh, Kazu, Akito, Al, and Emily? We should . . . go out and do something . . . or something. It's stupid being on a team with people you barely know anything about, right?

((Boy's entire mouth is changing colors. Pretend you can see it in the icons. |Db))

So . . . did anyone else notice Al acting weird around Emily at the match? It was almost like . . . like how he used to act around Winry before we left home . . .

. . . it's not possible that he likes her, is it?

Hey guys? I was just at the arena. This is a problem, right?

So what was supposed to happen if I went outside on my own? Because unless it was almost getting ripped off for a hotdog I don't think it happened.

[Edit: Voice Post]

FUG YOU, SADO, YOU BROGE BY DAMB DOSE!!!

*Sigh* Forget it, Al, just cut it off.  It'll save more time.

...alright. *clap, crackle-spark, this might hurt*

*Talk about an understatement, all your getting now are grunts of pain and choked off screams*

*second clap and there goes port number two, waiting a little after*

*More of the same*

*small sigh, then final clap and here we go!*

*Loud crackling and a constant whoosh almost like violently rushing water as the energy's released into the array, lasting almost a full minute and only punctuated by the occasional choked cry of pain from Ed as his body regrows his arm and leg, then sudden silence.*

*The sound of panting can be heard and then a voice hoarse from holding itself back* Well?  Did it work?

*panting as well, slight pause then a relieved sigh* It worked...it worked!

*Grunt* Great.  So you'll quit bugging me about it, right?

*laugh and soft thump, we be sitting down now* Yeah, heheh

*Leaning against you* Thanks . . .

*beaming just about and hugging you happily* You're welcome, brother.

((That's right, from this day on, Ed has no more automail.))

[Private // Moderately Hackable]

I'm going to kill that witch.

[/Private]


So are all the Takeuchi's this prone to losing body parts or something?

Hey Sora, the younger one, you lost an eye, right? It's complicated alchemy, but Al and I can do it together.

Hey Crow Boy, let me know if you ever want to race again. I think I could probably spare some time to do that again. Only maybe pick a smaller finish line next time . . .

Oh, and Al, let me know when you get back, I've got a surprise for you. I can't believe we didn't think of it before! But hey, no more "cheating" after this.

I guess the fine layer of dust coating my AT is a pretty good indicator that I'm out of practice.

Hey Al, want to go out riding after lunch?

am i really younger than before? why? what is this place?

[Shuffling]

. . .

[Sniffling]

Mommy? Daddy? Whewe awe you?