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WHO: Alphonse Elric (alkahestic) and Winry Rockbell (endthiscycle) [later, maybe Rikku (chrysophilist) and Ed (aphorismic) later??
WHERE: Outside Porter's building ; streets of the city ; the MAC.
WHEN: Sunday, Jan 24
WARNINGS: None
SUMMARY: Winry has just arrived and Alphonse goes to pick her up. Fun different-verse confusion times are to be had.
FORMAT: Quicklog or paragraph? I can roll with either.
Cars, much more advanced than the ones back home. Traffic lights. And people, so many people and so much noise. So much more than even Central. Weirdly stepping outside to all this was so much more disorienting than that dark lab, the Porter, and the strange woman who had briefly spoken at her. Or maybe it was just because her head was chalk-full of so much more information than it had been seconds ago. Different worlds, different dimensions, different times, heroes and villains, the homunculi running about--one of them apparently having worn her face. Ed and Al were here, but they weren't Ed and Al. That most of all was what frightened her.
How could they be Ed and Al, and at the same time not? What was she suppose to make of that? Greed's explanation had been brief--she supposed because it was better for her to see for herself.
Then again. Greed was a homunculus. Perhaps it was stupid of her to take his word...but he had been a homunculus that Edward had trusted. Not only that but Ling existed in there somewhere...yes. Yes. She could trust Greed. Besides, he hardly had anything to gain from lying to her.
Ah, she supposed there was little point in thinking about it. Best to just clear her mind and try her best to remain on the doorstep of the Porter's building, and clear her mind.
WHERE: Outside Porter's building ; streets of the city ; the MAC.
WHEN: Sunday, Jan 24
WARNINGS: None
SUMMARY: Winry has just arrived and Alphonse goes to pick her up. Fun different-verse confusion times are to be had.
FORMAT: Quicklog or paragraph? I can roll with either.
Cars, much more advanced than the ones back home. Traffic lights. And people, so many people and so much noise. So much more than even Central. Weirdly stepping outside to all this was so much more disorienting than that dark lab, the Porter, and the strange woman who had briefly spoken at her. Or maybe it was just because her head was chalk-full of so much more information than it had been seconds ago. Different worlds, different dimensions, different times, heroes and villains, the homunculi running about--one of them apparently having worn her face. Ed and Al were here, but they weren't Ed and Al. That most of all was what frightened her.
How could they be Ed and Al, and at the same time not? What was she suppose to make of that? Greed's explanation had been brief--she supposed because it was better for her to see for herself.
Then again. Greed was a homunculus. Perhaps it was stupid of her to take his word...but he had been a homunculus that Edward had trusted. Not only that but Ling existed in there somewhere...yes. Yes. She could trust Greed. Besides, he hardly had anything to gain from lying to her.
Ah, she supposed there was little point in thinking about it. Best to just clear her mind and try her best to remain on the doorstep of the Porter's building, and clear her mind.