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...

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[terranities.livejournal.com]

It's Cain, you don't have to call me sir.

[His smile was easy and reassuring, as he gestured for Al to follow him to some seats.]

I'm afraid it might be a little hard to take in, I know it sounds mad, but this place is called Animus. Somehow, we've been taken here from our lives and imprisoned, we're working on trying to find a way out and home.

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[and Al does just that, watching the other boy a little cross between curious, wary, and still a bit concerned. he really hadn't looked good when they first bumped into each other...]

You mean to say... someone kidnapped the both of us?

[and now his expression goes a little further the sober route... curiosity outplayed by caution. he had figured something underhanded, but...]

[terranities.livejournal.com]

[He watches the change in expression carefully, noting that this seemed to be another man for whom the geniality was just one facet of his nature.]

Not just the both of us, there are dozens of prisoners here from all manner of places.

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Dozens... [that takes him by surprise. how were they taking so many people without being noticed?]

Do you have any idea where this Tower is? [were they even in Amestris, anymore? ...he wonders if Brother is okay...]

[terranities.livejournal.com]

None, I'm sorry. I have never seen anything like it, or the surrounding view.

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[a little nod. hmm...]

Do you have any idea why we're here? Or... why they picked us specifically?

[if he was here and not Brother... he wonders if it was a mistake.]

[terranities.livejournal.com]

Again, no. It's something I'm looking into, though, as are many others here.

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So we don't have any answers, do we...

[hm... he doesn't sound disheartened, but more perplexed. there has to be something... there's -always- something.]

[terranities.livejournal.com]

No answers yet, just means more to find.

[He gives the other man a small, but confident smile.]

[snacklist.livejournal.com]

You're smiling... so it must not be too bad, right?

[haha. ha.]

[terranities.livejournal.com]

There's no good in crying, is there? We might not be in the best of places, but as long as we all stick together, we're sure to find a way.

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[aww... that attitude resonates with him, and he's quick to offer a friendly smile in return.]

You're right, Cain.

I'm sure Brother is already up in arms about all of this... and he's like a dog with a bone, sometimes! He'll definitely be looking for us out there.

[terranities.livejournal.com]

What's your brother's name?

[He finds it odd that two sets of brothers had been taken. Significant?]

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Oh-- my brother is Edward. [oh, right, introductions...! he offers his hand, friendly enough -- though he's watching Cain for any reaction to his name. just in case.]

I'm Alphonse Elric. It's nice to meet you, Cain.

[terranities.livejournal.com]

[Edward... Elric. Of course it was. The boy who had almost come to blows with Abel when they first arrived.]

It's nice to meet you too, I'm already acquainted with your brother.

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--You know Ed?

[terranities.livejournal.com]

We've only met briefly, I wouldn't say we knew one another yet.

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Met here, Cain?

Edward is here? [ahh... he doesn't know if this is a good or bad thing. on the one hand, they're together, but-- captives...]

[terranities.livejournal.com]

Oh.

[He hasn't found his brother yet?]

Yes, he was one of the first people we met, actually.

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[wow... hold on as he processes this a second. if Ed is here, too... then...

he's getting back to his feet.]

I'm sorry, but-- do you know where he might be right now?

[terranities.livejournal.com]

I don't, I'm sorry.

[He understands Al's urgency, if he found Abel was here and they hadn't been together.]

But I won't keep you from looking for him. I hope you find him soon.

[snacklist.livejournal.com]

Thank you, Mr. Cain.

[he's already starting to jog away. brother had the penchant for getting himself into trouble, and... without alchemy these days--]

--Thank you for the information! I'll look you up again soon!