these truths are not gated

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Characters: [OU] Alphonse Elric and YOU?
Setting: Room 1-08, and then exploring the tower. Just mention where you are in your subject or tag!
Format: I'll mimic you.
Summary: Al wakes up in the Tower, and wonders what the fudgsicle is going on.
Warnings: Copious amounts of puppy dog faces? welkrj idk, none on Al's end! Will edit if anything happens.

As soon as the sleep paralysis had worn off, Alphonse was sitting bolt upright in his bed with a start, breathing hard and fast--

...

Where...?

Disoriented, his eyes quickly seek out his surroundings, but... he doesn't recognize anything. Not a single thing, and when he turns his head, he finds something odd and vaguely tight around his neck. Fingers lift to investigate, and...

A choker? Some kind of collar or tubing? He's even more perplexed and bewildered, simply confused and at odds as he almost numbly finds his feet with caution. Had someone kidnapped him...? But he doesn't remember anything unusual before he had fallen asleep, and... aside from the addition to his anatomy, he doesn't appear to be injured.

When he tests it, he finds the door isn't locked, either. (He's completely missed that handy little note, hasn't he?)

Al is wary and on his guard, uneasy -- concerned as he carefully pokes his head out of the door and into the corridor. This is all so strange... what exactly is going on here? It looks like it might take a little exploration before he can find out...

Comments

[snacklist.livejournal.com]

That's-- not possible!

[incredulity takes over his expression, and the rise in her own wariness goes by him, for now.]

How could an entire world be destroyed except for this one tower?!

[latomatetas.livejournal.com]

That, I do not know. There are no records, only the words of the note and our captors.

[snacklist.livejournal.com]

They really expect us to believe something like that? What right do they have to take us and hold us against our will under false pretenses?

[indignant! there's no way any of this is right, and he wants to get at them for serious answers.]

[latomatetas.livejournal.com]

[ She sighs again. ]

They treat us like animals. Collared and locked up in a tower. What rights do you think they give us?

[snacklist.livejournal.com]

Even if they think they have rights over us, they're wrong and they can't get away with it. Someone has to be aware people are going missing at home.

[latomatetas.livejournal.com]

They won't listen to us, chico. No matter how hard we try, they won't listen.

[snacklist.livejournal.com]

Then maybe we can make them listen to us?

[if they banded together, or... hm. there had to be some reason they were here...]

[latomatetas.livejournal.com]

[ She sighs, turning back to the window. ]

[snacklist.livejournal.com]

[...ah. ;(

he hesitates just a moment more, before taking a step backward.]

I'm sorry for disturbing you, miss.

[maybe... he can find more information elsewhere... ;/]

[latomatetas.livejournal.com]

Do not apologise. You did no wrong.

[snacklist.livejournal.com]

I know it might not mean much coming from me, but...

[he looks a little firmer.]

For what it's worth, I won't let them get away with this. We'll get out of here and back home, miss.

[latomatetas.livejournal.com]

[ She allows a small smile to grace her lips at his words. ]

I'll hold you to your word, chico.

[snacklist.livejournal.com]

[and he lets his soften a little, back. he doesn't want her to be hopeless or frustrated.]

I never break it, and I don't plan to start now.

[latomatetas.livejournal.com]

Reassuring, I would say.

[snacklist.livejournal.com]

I hope it is.

[he means it!!]

Thank you again for taking time to answer my questions, miss.

[latomatetas.livejournal.com]

It was no problem.

[ She didn't give him anything other that what she knows of the tower, so that should be alright... ]