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[alchemyfreak]

who: Catch-all post for Edward Elric
(Alphonse Elric, Jacob Kane, Frankenstein, Tony Stark (MCU) - will add if/as needed)
what: varies - catching up, explanations, and new meetings.
when: Sometime after the exploratory mission debriefing on floor six / the next day / 7/23
where: Mostly the beach for Al / Floor six for Cain and Tony / Coffeeshop for Al and Frankenstein
warnings: Discussion of rather graphic death, potential for details. If you're FMA '03 familiar, think Nina. Cain's log will also be about death!

Appropriate tags will have warnings in the subject line, should this come up.

Comments

i did not get a notif for this wtf dw

[alkahestic]

Blinking at the brusque nature the man portrayed, Al quickly slid into the booth across from the man. He didn't even know his name yet ( the man hadn't given it ) but Al figured he was similar to Ed in his paranoia. Or something similar. He decided it was best to not ask questions and beckoned Ed to sit next to him before peering down at the arm.

One thing was for sure. It was far different from automail. Al didn't recognize the wiring and he had watched many times as Winry worked on Ed's automail or reattached it. It always seemed like a painful experience for Ed, and Al couldn't help wondering if it was painful for the stranger.

"This is a little more advanced than Brother's automail," Al quickly explained. "We might not be able to fix all of it, but we might be able to adjust a few parts so it works better. Brother? What do you think?"

[alchemyfreak]

Ed took a seat once Al sat down, nodding with his brother's assessment. There seemed to be some electrical components to it, in order for it to be shorting like that. "We can patch it up." The seal wouldn't be a problem, but any mechanical parts were probably above their skill set.

He glanced at his brother curiously, cautious as he continued. "What about a mechanic? Al found one on the network, I haven't spoken to him yet, but- he might be able to fix this better than us. We could give you his info, if you want."

notifs hate me. :(

[500gallontank]

"Yeah. Do what you can. It's more than I can do." Well, fuck. Two people...who, yeah, don't expect him to tell them apart any time soon...knowing he's down one working hand, and not able to really fix it.

It's clear he's not happy with their response. Frankenstein's 'not happy' probably looks a lot like most people's 'pissed right off', but he manages--eventually--to beat the scowl on his face into submission.

"How do you know you can trust him?" Trust issues are important, man.

same same tbh

[alkahestic]

Once more, Al is reminded of Ed's paranoia as he gives the man's arm a look over. he's already been scolded by Ed for telling people about his arm, but in Al's estimation, it's worth it if it keeps Ed's arm in good repair. After all, that same arm is the one Ed gave up to save him and he wants to make that sacrifice worthwhile, especially since he can't find a way to have Ed's arm restored.

"Should we tell him, Brother?" he asks Ed, eyes shifting from the stranger's arm to his brother's. As usual, he can see the sliver of metal that gleams from between the cuff of Ed's jacket and his glove. It wouldn't be noticeable if one didn't know what to look for, but Al did. "About..." And he nods towards Ed's hand.

[alchemyfreak]

Ed's resting face looks like pissed off, so nothing about Frankenstein's reaction is alarming or even surprising to him. If he'd been handed a similar dead end, he'd be just as frustrated.

"We don't." That was pretty straight forward, he wasn't going to lie about it. "What we do know is that there's somebody here who can probably fix my arm if anything happens to it and sometimes the benefits outweigh the risks." Not the answer this guy is looking for, he's sure.

"I'm not saying run around telling complete strangers about your situation, I sure as hell wouldn't want to do that either. If we give you his information the ball's in your court, whether or not you want to contact him. Look into it, see what he's about, maybe ask some questions without giving too much personal information to start." He knows paranoid when he sees it.

"I've already contacted him and we're planning to meet to go over things..." After a pause he tugged his glove off, so Frankenstein could actually see the automail and know they were being completely honest with him. "It's not as advanced as your's and I still can't do the repairs on my own, if you want that hand fixed you need someone reliable and knowledgeable. An actual mechanic."

[500gallontank]

"Sometimes." Yeah, not in his world, so much. Still, he doesn't have much choice. You can only go around casually posing with a non functional right hand before someone catches on that no one is that suave. Helpless. Sparky.

Still, that show of the other guy's hand--what did they call it? Automail? is something else. Though, not in bad shape, like his was. "How'd you get yours?"

[alkahestic]

As Frankenstein directs his question towards his brother, Al considers the sparking arm set in front of him. He looks it over with interest, gears already turning in his head for how he can fix it for the time being. He's not sure if he should answer the question because it requires a deep, personal response, and though he's grateful for the sacrifice Ed made on his behalf, he's not sure he should be the one to reveal his secret.

So he glances at Ed, mercury-colored eyes wide to indicate without words that he's okay if Ed does decide to explain. But also that he's alright with Ed choosing not to.

[alchemyfreak]

"My childhood friend happens to be a mechanic." He asked how he got it not why he needed it, right? Golden eyes shifted to his brother as Al glances at him, pulling the glove back on before anyone else might notice it before shrugging.

He'd given this explanation so many times it was auto-pilot at this point, and if he found it odd to speak of Alphonse as if he wasn't sitting right there beside him he didn't show any indication. "I lost my arm trying to save my brother's life." He didn't mention the rest, normally he'd add more but he had the feeling that mentioning he was the one who nearly got him killed in the first place would only spark an argument from his sibling. They didn't need to do that here in front of this guy.

"What about you?"