A reunion, of sorts [closed]
WHO: Van Hohenheim, Alphonse Elric
WHAT: A reunion of father and son, but not really what either of them expected.
WHERE: The docks
WHEN: The evening of Hohenheim's arrival.
[Hohenheim has made himself comfortable under a tree beside the docks, flipping through his journal with a curious look on his face. He'd been tempted to explore, but after what the queen had said about his powers being reduced he opted to simply wait for his son in the safest place he could easily find. The longer he sits and waits, the more his expression seems to sour as he wrestles with what to say to his armored offspring.]
...hey, Alphonse, keeping yourself dry? Wouldn't want you to rust, eh? [mutters] No no no, that's not right...hmm....
[OOC: fff meant to do this yesterday at the latest, sorry son ;3;]
WHAT: A reunion of father and son, but not really what either of them expected.
WHERE: The docks
WHEN: The evening of Hohenheim's arrival.
[Hohenheim has made himself comfortable under a tree beside the docks, flipping through his journal with a curious look on his face. He'd been tempted to explore, but after what the queen had said about his powers being reduced he opted to simply wait for his son in the safest place he could easily find. The longer he sits and waits, the more his expression seems to sour as he wrestles with what to say to his armored offspring.]
...hey, Alphonse, keeping yourself dry? Wouldn't want you to rust, eh? [mutters] No no no, that's not right...hmm....
[OOC: fff meant to do this yesterday at the latest, sorry son ;3;]