[ log: ed + ichigo ]

[transmutates]

[ It's late, and outside the stars are already out, moon casting light through the window of Ichigo's room as a certain short blond pushes aside the frame. One leg's already inside, the other soon following it, and he's trying to be as quiet as possible, but when you have one leg made of steel joints, it tends to creak something awful. At least it's not too cold out; that would make the joints creak even more, but it's still loud in the silence of the night and Ed can't help the quiet curse that escapes him.

Limbs shifting, moving with as much elegance as he can manage in the awkward position of halfway out the window and halfway in, he grips the window's edge to steady himself a bit before leaning forward and hissing quietly into the room. ]

Oi, Ichigo... Wake up.