[The feed clicks on, catching the end of a conversation between Al and Asuna. They sound as though they're just winding down from yelling at each other.]

"...NOW I'M WONDERING WHAT IT MEANS."

"...... ME TOO."

"WHY ARE WE STILL YELLING?"

"...why ARE we yelling? My throat hurts."

"... mine too. I don't remember anymore."

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[The PCD gives a deafening clatter as it slides away through the darkness, catching on a root. The dull sound of of someone being hit, and hit hard, filters through the feed and Alphonse lands heavily on his side. His lip's been split open, bleeding sluggishly into the dirt. The young man's eyes are wide in disbelief, and he reaches up with shaking ( Read more... )