[032] [voice]
[there's a clapping noise, followed by the sound of crackling energy -- a transmutation. it stops short, evidently not doing what it's meant to do]
--Fuck! What are these things made of anyway?!
[there are some crashing noises and an oof!, followed by the sound of Ed's breathing, shallow and raspy. then another clap, more crackling, and a heavy crash...and a quiet lull]
Heh. Not too happy about that, are you. Fucking go somewhere else to explode!
... Brought back some scraps from that-- satellite, is that what it's called? Anyway. The metal could be useful later on. If anyone else isn't too busy fighting these bastards, we could always use some more.
[a pause]
Starting to wonder if those bastards like watching us scramble like this. Fucking... This arm better hold out. If it doesn't-- ...
Who's not dead? Bulma, Mona, old man, Yorda, Maki? Looks like Winry made it home just in time. ...Al.
[there's a slow, shuddering breath, a faraway laughing and a soft curse. then the transmission ends]
--Fuck! What are these things made of anyway?!
[there are some crashing noises and an oof!, followed by the sound of Ed's breathing, shallow and raspy. then another clap, more crackling, and a heavy crash...and a quiet lull]
Heh. Not too happy about that, are you. Fucking go somewhere else to explode!
... Brought back some scraps from that-- satellite, is that what it's called? Anyway. The metal could be useful later on. If anyone else isn't too busy fighting these bastards, we could always use some more.
[a pause]
Starting to wonder if those bastards like watching us scramble like this. Fucking... This arm better hold out. If it doesn't-- ...
Who's not dead? Bulma, Mona, old man, Yorda, Maki? Looks like Winry made it home just in time. ...Al.
[there's a slow, shuddering breath, a faraway laughing and a soft curse. then the transmission ends]