[Sup. You're suddenly inside a pub. Not just any pub, but a pub you've mostly likely never seen before. It's especially odd if you're from some time period after the 17-1800's, not counting the fact that at least half of the bar-goers are decidingly not quite human.

Once you look outside, of course is a sight even more strange. The sky is filled ( Read more... )

[Well it had been a good two or so weeks since...'Ling' had come into her house. She was beginning to wonder if giving him that name had really been a good idea. In fact sometimes she wondered if it had been a good idea to create him to begin with, at least in his image, but there was little she could do about that now ( Read more... )

What the hell? I didn't think we would arrive in Xing this quickly, and to just dump me in a room like this? Well I mean I know there are plenty of people that aren't exactly happy about me, to put it lightly, but I thought they'd at least show common courtesy, however forced ( Read more... )

[This was definitely going to take some  getting use to. The odd clothing. The enormous palace grounds. The people trying to tend to her every need. Grudgingy trying to tend to her every need. Winry had been expecting that though--in all honesty she felt both would be much happier if she just took care of things on her own but somehow that wasn't ( Read more... )

[He still hadn't awoken. Winry wouldn't let it show but it was terrifying her. She felt like she was going to lose her mind with all the stress and emotions running through her. Guilt from betraying Greed. Frustrations and impatience from all the questions her Captain and crew were bombarding her with. And so, so many other things ( Read more... )

...Nnnnng Fuck.

[Have a Greed. He is plastered against the floor of a warehouse. He's got a fair amount of blood on him but it seems the wounds are gone, he just slightly dazed.]

Son of a bitch