[For anyone listening who knows, that's the familiar roar of the Zoomer -- Al's bike-like hovering contraption. The one he's had for the past few years. But something sounds a bit off about the engine, even to the untrained ear. It keeps fading in and out, sputtering.]
Oh no, nonono-, come on-
[The engine roars back to life, but then sputters
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[Al's fingers grope over the lens, slowly. There doesn't seem to be any blood.]
I activated the Pactio as soon as I fell, I'm okay.
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[Quietly. Ohhh man, he hates making people worry.]
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-=Because he really doesn't give a crap if it's Rachel's stage or not, he needs to make certain Al's okay.=-
Alphonse? -=and in about ten minutes he's there, jogging up to the stage.=-
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Here.
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Al! How are you? -=looking Al over, making certain there's no blood or limbs akimbo.=-
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[He's made a rather impressive crater in the stage. Broken glass is everywhere, broken boards from the stage itself, dust and bits of the ceiling scattered about. He reaches up with one hand, demonstrating that he can move, but he coughs again at the dust, and it sounds painful.]
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You're going to bed. If you have bruised your ribs....
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[The pull makes a deep grinding pain go all through him, and he shuts his eyes but gets up, a little breathless.]
... the armor mostly protected me, but I'm still soft inside, and falling this far -- threw everything around.
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Let's go, then.
-=Hates flying things. This is why.=-
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[Softly. Even Negi.]
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You're still not okay.
-=He's seriously contemplating on carrying Al to the clinic.=-
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[Al's voice warms, reassuring as he leans against his brother with a smile.]
I'm lucky like that.
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You're not a cat, Alphonse. -=though, the kid's got more than a few lives.=-
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No, but it is an interesting comparison...?
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