[Ed is out in the dark, hanging his and Winry's laundry on the line. Den is lying out there keeping watch. He shivers in the chill of a nice spring night.]

[Winry has gone to sleep and Ed has stepped out into the hallway, and there goes the breathing and he is pacing back and forth, his automail hand in his hair and his cast swinging at his side.]

Fuck fuck fuck....this is bad...really...really bad.

[A deep breath.]

We'll make it work...but damnit. 

With a brand new coat on his shoulders and winter gloves, as well as a scarf around his neck, going outside seems like nothing at all, and while Edward would like to avoid it for sometime considering his adventures in the snow the week before, Winry requested they go outside together which, he really couldn't say no to if he tried anyway ( Read more... )

[In Naoto's home, Edward is sitting on a kitchen chair in the living room. The TV is on to some documentary, and he's sitting on the chair, backwards. He's slouched on his arms until Winry comes in and he sighs and pulls his tank top over his head, dropping it aside, so she can perform a check up while she was at it..]

[Winry smiles.]  I know ( Read more... )

[Edward is pacing back and fort in the yard, he's still wearing Kanji's clothes, they're swimming on him but he doesn't care. He's stepping with uneven steps back and forth in front of a tree. He looks confused and anguished. Where he should be is in bed, resting, healing, but Ed doesn't seem to care ( Read more... )

Edward is lounging in his room at Naoto's when there's a knock at the door. He gets up to answer it, in baggy pants that are rolled up and a long skull sleeveless shirt, both borrowed from Kanji. He opens the door and blinks at Winry. "Hey, Winry..."