Armstrong == 001
Who: hates_shirts and somarium
Where: Espoir
Style: Either
Status: OPEN FOREVER
Now that was strange.
No. Not only strange. It was actually quite bizarre.
He just dozed off for a second. After all, he had gone three days straight without sleeping. So many things were happening and Armstrong couldn't really make sense of any of that. Things just weren't exactly... boding well. And those were keeping him up, as he tried to make a connection between all the most recent events. Specially because he had a feeling that was only the beginning of something way big - he just couldn't put his finger on what, exactly.
But yes, he dozed off for a moment and... he was now sitting in a bench in the middle of a park, with a bunny fountain. Whatever happened, that certainly wasn't Amestris.
Maybe I'm dreaming... He thought for a moment. It could be possible. But then again, it all felt so real. Specially the warm weather. And wearing a long military cot wasn't exactly the best choice of clothing for such a situation.
For while, he just sat there, not exactly sure if he should move away from that spot. Maybe he should try to go back to sleep and then maybe he would 'go back'. Or maybe he should try walking around.
Either way, he was just plain confused by that sudden change of scenario.
Where: Espoir
Style: Either
Status: OPEN FOREVER
Now that was strange.
No. Not only strange. It was actually quite bizarre.
He just dozed off for a second. After all, he had gone three days straight without sleeping. So many things were happening and Armstrong couldn't really make sense of any of that. Things just weren't exactly... boding well. And those were keeping him up, as he tried to make a connection between all the most recent events. Specially because he had a feeling that was only the beginning of something way big - he just couldn't put his finger on what, exactly.
But yes, he dozed off for a moment and... he was now sitting in a bench in the middle of a park, with a bunny fountain. Whatever happened, that certainly wasn't Amestris.
Maybe I'm dreaming... He thought for a moment. It could be possible. But then again, it all felt so real. Specially the warm weather. And wearing a long military cot wasn't exactly the best choice of clothing for such a situation.
For while, he just sat there, not exactly sure if he should move away from that spot. Maybe he should try to go back to sleep and then maybe he would 'go back'. Or maybe he should try walking around.
Either way, he was just plain confused by that sudden change of scenario.