towerofanimus | these truths are not gated

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...

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[YEP. YEP HE IS SUFFERING. MOST OF HIS HAIR IS NO LONGER IN THE PONYTAIL.]

AUGH DAMN IT, AL. WILL YOU QUIT IT ALREADY? 'M NOT RUSTY. [oh he totally is. Well rusty enough for Al to notice. Anyone else? Probably not.]

Where's that ass kicking I heard so much about? [nooooooogie. yet even now he's going easy on him... shut up he is not a softie WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT]

[Yes he is. Al is the biggest softie. YOU'D BETTER NOT GO EASY ON HIM AFTER THIS OR ED WILL BE SO PISSED AT YOU, SIR.]

Shut up! [TRYING SO HARD TO GET AWAY]

[laughing, he lets him go. he's not like SOMEONE he knows who would keep him noogie'd til he cried uncle. ahem!

he dances a few steps back, just in case, grinning at him]

Don't be a sore loser, Ed...!

[What are you talking about Al, he would never do something like that. Gosh, why would you suggest such terrible things?

He grumbles pulling out his ponytail, holding the hairband between his teeth while he fixes it. Of course, he doesn't wait until he can speak without sounding like he has a lisp to answer.]

Ok tho mehbe ah'm a -- [Yanks the hairband out from between his teeth and pulls his hair up again] -- little rusty. It's been awhile since I've had someone to spar with.

[stealing that hairband, soon as he plucks it out of his teeth!]

Maybe you just need a challenge...?

[glares and snatches it back.]

Wouldn't hurt.

Good thing I'm here then, right, Brother?

[he lets Ed steal it back, just chuckling. hehe. :>]

[Ponytail fixed and he shakes his head with a small smile.]

You said it, Al.

[d'aww, bro...]

I'm glad you're not alone anymore.

[he can't imagine him being here two months by himself, even if there were others. it isn't the same.]

[Yeah, it sucked. A lot. And even though this tower was horrible and miserable, Al being here meant he wasn't dead. It meant there had to be a way to get home. It meant he wasn't alone anymore.]

Me too. It's wasn't the same without you here.

[don't worry, you don't have to say it - you missed him. he totally knows you're a big softie too and missed him a ton.]

Someone has to make sure you don't get into too much trouble, right?

[He did. He really, really did.]

Jeeze, Al. I never get into trouble what are you talking about? [he grins, giving him a playful shove.] C'mon, have you had anything to eat yet?

[flksjdf he laughs-- ahaha, brother, that was a good one. you not getting into trouble is like... well, you not taking offense to short jokes. just. not going to happen.

but he perks up further at that!]

Mm, not yet! I'm starving. [most CHEERFUL FACE EVER. food? now we're talking! :>]

[YES. FOOD.]

You'll have to eat the most disgusting oatmeal known to man before you can have anything else. Don't know why, but until you eat it you'll just throw everything up.

[He motions down the hall for Al to follow him. TO THE CAFETERIA!!!]

...Did you learn that the hard way?

[he isn't sure he likes the sound of that... but, if Ed's saying it, he's guessed he already determined there wasn't any way around it, and Al trusts his judgment. so! he's diligently following alongside him to let him lead the way to the cafeteria.]

[Ed wrinkles his nose and grimaces]

... Unfortunately.

[flskjdf ED HOW DID HE KNOW?? how did he -know.-

he gives a slight wince before patting brother's back.]

I'm sorry...

They didn't give you any warning or ask you to eat it before you tried other food?

Someone might have... I don't remember, honestly.

[This means "YES. SOMEONE DID TELL ME BUT I GAVE NO FUCKS AND DIDN'T BELIEVE HIM AT ALL. IT WAS A LONG NIGHT FULL OF STUBBORN IDIOCY AND A VERY UNHAPPY STOMACH."]

[he can totally translate this brother-speak and sighs...]

Really, Brother...

[Damn it, Al. You always do that and then you give him this look and you sigh. Stop doing thaaat.

he just. grumbles]

... It was just a really bad day.

[have another sigh... but this one comes with a fond chuckle.]

I wonder why...?

[SIIIIIGH. They're walking into the cafeteria now]

All right, let's get you something to eat.

Oatmeal sounds nice... what do you think, Brother?

[heh. :>]

[Troll.]

Kind of makes me sick thinking about it, but if that's what you want...

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