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Edward Elric hasn't been in the bar for awhile. To be more accurate, he hasn't been able to get a door for five whole months, and a lot has changed in that time. He's been transposed from Romania back to Germany, from a house full of rocket boys to a small apartment with a guy who looks like his brother. Things have been a lot quieter lately, with a lot more time to reflect on the things he's lost - and he doesn't like it at all. Before, at least, he could make himself busy. But now he and Alfons are growing farther apart, and Ed's slowly been detached from the rocket project. He's had more and more time for his thoughts, and they're not a nice place to be.
This changes, a little, when a strange woman showed up. While she intentionally stirred up memories that he was trying to repress, it means that someone finally believes him. She claims that she has seen visions of his past, she claims that she knows everything that he's gone through - just by touching onto his skin. Neither logic nor science can touch Noa's abilities, but for once, Ed finds that he doesn't mind that. For once, he finds that he can ignore the facts and just believe in something, because he's been needing something to hold onto.
It's probably not much of a coincidence that after he's started to adjust his life again, the bar door shows up again. Thoughts have been itching at the back of his head, whispering that maybe he should give up, just give in to all of this. They were getting tempting, for a time. But maybe that time is over.
Because there's a door, and it leads into the bar, and suddenly he's back where he started. He just stands there in the entrance, looking at it with surprise.
He's not sure what to do with the fact he's here.
This changes, a little, when a strange woman showed up. While she intentionally stirred up memories that he was trying to repress, it means that someone finally believes him. She claims that she has seen visions of his past, she claims that she knows everything that he's gone through - just by touching onto his skin. Neither logic nor science can touch Noa's abilities, but for once, Ed finds that he doesn't mind that. For once, he finds that he can ignore the facts and just believe in something, because he's been needing something to hold onto.
It's probably not much of a coincidence that after he's started to adjust his life again, the bar door shows up again. Thoughts have been itching at the back of his head, whispering that maybe he should give up, just give in to all of this. They were getting tempting, for a time. But maybe that time is over.
Because there's a door, and it leads into the bar, and suddenly he's back where he started. He just stands there in the entrance, looking at it with surprise.
He's not sure what to do with the fact he's here.