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Who: Edward Elric [metalalchemy], Alphonse Elric [soulalchemy], & Alfons Heiderich [rocketeering].
What: After finding out Alfons is alive, Edward invites him over to where he lives with Al. Awkwardness ensues.
When: March 28th; Early Afternoon.
Where: Room 708 [Elric's Room].
Rating: PG-13
Honestly. When he had wandered outside, this place had looked big, but not this big. Fifteen floors up to reach Rosette, fifteen floors down to get to the kitchen, and then all around town to explore and learn as much as possible. Now it was seven floors back up... And his body was doing it's damnedest to make sure his newly restored life was going to be as short as possible.
When he finally reached the seventh floor, Alfons took a break and sat down on the top step, leaning against the railing as he coughed into his hand. It would be best if he didn't see Edward and meet Alphonse for the first time while he was having a fit like this. With the addition of nerves, it probably would just end in him bleeding on their floor or something.
After about five minutes, the coughs subsided, and the young man rubbed at his sore chest a bit before he stood up and wandered down the hall, flipping the journal back open to double check which room Edward had directed him to.
There was an awkward moment as he stood there, staring at the door numbered 708, before he forced himself to lift a hand and knock.
What: After finding out Alfons is alive, Edward invites him over to where he lives with Al. Awkwardness ensues.
When: March 28th; Early Afternoon.
Where: Room 708 [Elric's Room].
Rating: PG-13
Honestly. When he had wandered outside, this place had looked big, but not this big. Fifteen floors up to reach Rosette, fifteen floors down to get to the kitchen, and then all around town to explore and learn as much as possible. Now it was seven floors back up... And his body was doing it's damnedest to make sure his newly restored life was going to be as short as possible.
When he finally reached the seventh floor, Alfons took a break and sat down on the top step, leaning against the railing as he coughed into his hand. It would be best if he didn't see Edward and meet Alphonse for the first time while he was having a fit like this. With the addition of nerves, it probably would just end in him bleeding on their floor or something.
After about five minutes, the coughs subsided, and the young man rubbed at his sore chest a bit before he stood up and wandered down the hall, flipping the journal back open to double check which room Edward had directed him to.
There was an awkward moment as he stood there, staring at the door numbered 708, before he forced himself to lift a hand and knock.