he had it coming || edward & homunculus
Who: Edward Elric steelalchemy and Moe (Chouno willhavewings)
What: Ed's minding his own business when suddenly homuncuroach! What will our intrepid hero do now that he's unable to feel anything?
When: Sunday, morning
Where: Food court
Warnings: Violence, language, etc
The past week had been rather stressful. First there'd been the thing with Envy. And then Hawkeye had gotten hurt. Losing his clothes had been more awkward than stressful, even if it had led to a conversation he hadn't enjoyed. Losing his ability to feel anything was just the icing on top of a very large and unappetising cake.
There's nothing to do but keep going though. And after spending the last few days sparring with Al, Ed felt he'd regained enough 'sensitivity' in his body to venture out. It wasn't the same as how he 'felt' his automail limbs, but it was something close enough. Sharpen the other senses to give his brain enough time to compensate for the lack of input from feeling his body and environment. Train the body to train the mind.
But all the training had left him hungrier than usual. A super-sized meal from Galactic Burgers was in order. Hands stuffed deep in the pockets of his signature red coat, Ed queued up outside the fast food joint.
What: Ed's minding his own business when suddenly homuncuroach! What will our intrepid hero do now that he's unable to feel anything?
When: Sunday, morning
Where: Food court
Warnings: Violence, language, etc
The past week had been rather stressful. First there'd been the thing with Envy. And then Hawkeye had gotten hurt. Losing his clothes had been more awkward than stressful, even if it had led to a conversation he hadn't enjoyed. Losing his ability to feel anything was just the icing on top of a very large and unappetising cake.
There's nothing to do but keep going though. And after spending the last few days sparring with Al, Ed felt he'd regained enough 'sensitivity' in his body to venture out. It wasn't the same as how he 'felt' his automail limbs, but it was something close enough. Sharpen the other senses to give his brain enough time to compensate for the lack of input from feeling his body and environment. Train the body to train the mind.
But all the training had left him hungrier than usual. A super-sized meal from Galactic Burgers was in order. Hands stuffed deep in the pockets of his signature red coat, Ed queued up outside the fast food joint.