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Characters: Edward Elric and YOU.
Setting: Wherever. Ed's just wandering around. c:
Format: Either is fine! I'll follow you.
Summary: Set immediately after this thread. Ed and Sollux have parted ways and he'd really like to know more about where he is. :|b
Warnings: Ed's mouth. That's about it for now.

Ed and Sollux had parted ways and he, for one, wasn't complaining. He had more important things to do. Things like finding out if this letter was for real. Somewhere in this tower he would find what he was looking for. I mean, Amestris couldn't be gone... right?

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[ awesome! perfect armrest! ]

That'th not how it workth either. Looking eckthactly like thomeone maketh you a twin. Being related giveth you a likenethh, but it'th thtill not a match.

[NO. HE IS NOT AN ARMREST. He'll be attempting to duck out of the way now to stand across from the two of you. Not furniture. kthx.]

Didn't know I had to be so specific.

Termth uthally define thpethific thingth... Tho why not?

[ nope. no escape for you, Ed. look at those claws. do you really want that on your good shoulder? ]

[... no. no he does not. he conveniently forgot about those until he felt them digging into his shoulder. he inhales sharply and freezes. he would really like to keep his two remaining limbs, ok? ok.]

True, but even identical twins aren't completely the same. Their personalities are different, maybe one has a slightly bigger nose than the other or has a gap in their teeth while the others are perfectly straight. Twins are still related, they're not the same person.

We are.

[ the answer is just that simple. one mind. two bodies. they are the same. so when one taps a claw into that METAL shoulder, the other's ears perk up. ]

Now that'th not natural.

[ after a beat: ]

Can you move it? On your own?

[ooc: ... is what a thing? the twin thing? um, well my aunts are identical twins and they are very, very different from each other. Two of my friends are identical twins and... that is actually how I was able to tell them apart when I first met them: one's nose is bigger, the other has a gap in her teeth. XD;; I FELT SO STUPID BECAUSE I WOULD LIKE. Have to staaare at them for a minute before I talked to them. Talking to a twin about something you did with the other twin is kind of really awkward lol. XDDD IF THIS WAS NOT WHAT YOU MEANT THEN I'M SORRY I WENT OF ON A TANGENT. o/////o

edit: JUST REALIZED I READ THAT WRONG. Whoops. fjdsklfjd]

'Course I can.

[here, he'll show you! he pulls off the glove on his right hand (because really why bother hiding it at this point) and wiggles his fingers, clenches and unclenched his fist, bends it, etc.]

Why wouldn't I be able to?

Edited 2011-08-30 00:47 (UTC)

(( ooc: LMAO NO. it's really okay. i have a few twins as friends, so i do know that. i meant that THESE twins - if you can call them that - are uh... kind of gear heads. 8/ ))

[ note how closely both of them go to look. this isn't a good thing, Ed. run. run now. too bad they have glasses or else, well... the expression would be clear enough. ]

The deckthterity ith pretty amazing.

Theriouthly, what the fuck. The whole arm. How doeth it work?

[ooc: FMDKSLFJDSL LMFAO BRB FEELING LIKE THE BIGGEST IDIOT EVER HAHAHAHAHA MY LIFE I SWEAR I AM THE BEST AT READING COMPREHENSION. I'M AN ENGLISH MAJOR I SWEAR. LOL. ... fffff it's a good thing Ed's used to gear heads XD

ALSO. Should I just... assume there will be two separate tags? XD; I DON'T MIND IT AT ALL, but lol tagging in the middle of tags makes things confusing. XD;]

[.... That uncomfortable feeling. It's back again. Not that it ever left in the first place, but now it's settling down for the night. Unfortunately that feeling doesn't make him move too far. Winry does this all the time and whenever he went to Rush Valley if he was assaulted. But these two... well, he's uncomfortable enough for him to take a step back.]

Yeah, that's my mechanic for you. Winry really knows her stuff.

Edited 2011-08-30 01:01 (UTC)

(( ooc: oops! that was a surprise. derp. ))

[ oh they notice the back step. they look to Ed and take off their glasses, as they realize making unreadable expressions tend to make humans and trolls nervous. ]

Relackth. We're not that big of grubfithting athhholes.

Edited 2011-08-30 01:05 (UTC)

We wouldn't jump you to take your arm apart.

Not without permithhion.

[good call. that was really, really disconcerting.]

I'd really prefer if you didn't. I don't have extra pieces of automail laying around.

[.... oh. oh shit. Winry... Winry isn't here. If anything happens to this arm he is screwed. that tiny hint of panic. DO YOU SEE IT?]

[ welp. that leads them to this question: ]

What happenth if thith one breakth?

...

[rubs his face with his non-metallic hand and closes his eyes. fuck. he just. grumbles. there's a bit of an exasperated groan in his voice.

... Guess I'll have to find myself a new mechanic.

[and saying that hurts more than he thought it would.]

[ BAM! just what they were waiting for. ]

Thith ith where we tell you that we are more than capable.

We do motht of the engineer work anyway. All it taketh ith analyzing.

We have an advantage, conthidering we have twithe the brain power. Hehehe.

[Ed. You should have ran when you had the chance. For some reason he thinks "analyzing" is going to be very, very painful. Since, you know, automail connects DIRECTLY TO HIS NERVES. It hurt when it was removed, when it was installed, and sometimes general maintenance could hurt if Winry wasn't being careful. And then when they find out about his leg...?

Fuck. His. Life.]

Are you sure you can do this?

[ their faces fall a bit. there's something that they CAN do, but in front of a human? there's a bit of apprehension, all right? it's like, they know that there's no risk here, but caution has ensured that no one discovers their powers. ]

More than likely, to get that thort of movement, we're guethhing that nerveth are thomehow involved. We might not know that much about the medical field and where it conthernth humanth, but we do know electrithity. One wrong move with wireth and shit eckthplodeth.

It'th the thame for nerve endingth. One wrong move and there'th damage and shit. We know what we're fucking dealing with.

But we have an infinite number of handth and precautionth. The catch ith that you can't mention it to anyone. Ever.

[he looks up apprehensively.]

Why? What the hell are you going to do that I'm gonna have to keep my mouth shut for?

[ with the way that they're eyes glow a bit? and that they link hands? Pollux's hand glows red while Castor's is blue. ]

Humanth in our world hunt down trollth like uth. Thlavetraderth, to be more prethith.

[ and there miiiiiiiight be some of that pisonic power working around Ed's arm. it's easier when they can see everything fully, but they can still mentally feel around inside of that automail just fine.

creepy, huh? ]

While we underthand that it workth differently here, you can't change theventeen yearth of not uthing thith shit around humanth. But we're willing to let it thlide for the thake of comfortability.

[They will find that this particular human is a bit different from the ones where they're from. This human has a very clear sense of right and wrong. As soon as Castor mentions slave traders a frown pulls at his lips and his left hand curled into a fist. It doesn't matter who or what you are, no one should have to go through that. It was wrong. Wrong in every sense of the word.

Ed didn't find it that creepy, really. He was curious if anything.]

I'm not from your world, I don't know anything about it and honestly I probably don't have the right to say anything, but... I'm sorry you had to go through that. No one deserves that sort of treatment, doesn't matter who or what you are.

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