Come Dreamwalk With Me 5 (Open Log)

[curious_copycat]

Who: Polly (curious_copycat) and anyone who feels like it.
What: Nocturnal Telepathic Shenanigans, Random CR, Drama, Exposition, Crack, Surreal Shite, Whatever You Want.
Where: In Your Head, or Polly's
When: Tonight. (But latecomers are always welcome.)
Warnings: A few of Polly's memories might come with her, and there are monsters in that thar head. Beyond that

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[steelalchemy]

It had been almost a week since his last nightmare. They'd been going on for so long he'd nearly forgotten what a decent night of sleep felt like, what having normal dreams were like. The past several days had shown marked improvement, though those close to him would have been able to tell there was still something... not quite right. Something was on Ed's mind.

In his dream, he was sitting in Hohenheim's study, the study that was in the house he'd burned down years ago. Books were piled haphazardly on the floor and shelves and Ed's was sitting at the desk with his back to the door. Propping his check up with one hand, he slowly turned the pages of a book with another. It was in here somewhere, he just had to find it.

[curious_copycat]

Polly walked through the empty hallways of her Mother's house. She hasn't been here in quite some time. She did not like the memories it stirred. She was almost relieved when she turned a corner and found herself elsewhere.

The light from the study drew her, the sight of the books comforting--they always did. Even with Ed facing away, Polly recognized him. Moving quietly, she slips up behind him, standing on tip-toe to look at the book he was paging through.

"Whatcha doin'?"

[steelalchemy]

Ed glanced up as Polly spoke, and grinned a little.

"I'm looking for something," he explained. "I'm not quite sure where it went off to."

He looked back at the book in front of him and turned another page. The pages were covered with dates followed by short paragraphs. It was like a journal of sorts, though the descriptions were of things Ed had never seen and never done... because they're heavily encoded.

On the right-hand side of the page was a blank spot.

"There." Ed pointed to the blank spot. "I'm missing this."

[curious_copycat]

Polly looked down at the blank spot curiously. She leans a little closer, as if looking for some clue of where it might've gone.

"What is it? What's missing?"

Instinctively, she knows it must be something important.

[steelalchemy]

Ed rubbed his automail fingers gently over the page, reading the story contained within the encoded passages. A story about two lonely little boys who missed their mother so badly, they decided to commit the ultimate taboo.

"A memory," he replied. "A memory I'd rather not remember at all, but that I need."

[curious_copycat]

Polly's eyes followed the line his fingers traced. She couldn't read what was written, there, and the mystery of it makes her lean forward a bit, as if it'd make the code become clear.

Her attention shifts back to him as he speaks, concern drawing across her face.

"If you want... I could help you."

[steelalchemy]

Each alchemist has their own way of coding their research, and even his own brother couldn't read Ed's code. Though, if Al sat down and spent some time trying to break it, he would probably succeed in the end. How long had it taken them to break Doctor Marco's code? Ten days wasn't it...

"Are you sure?" he asked. "The way Al was talking..."

He trailed off. Even if it was an unsettling memory, he had to remember it.

[curious_copycat]

Polly didn't hesitate to nod.

"Sure I'm sure. If finding it will help, then we'll go find it."

She wasn't altogether clear on why the memory was so important, but in the end she would've agreed regardless. It was something he needed, after all.

"Where should we look?"

[steelalchemy]

Ed slowly pushed back from the desk, then stood up.

"The night Al and I made the worst decision of our lives."

He signed and rubbed the back of his neck.

"It's probably in the kitchen... that's where we did it..."

[curious_copycat]

The girl moved back out of the way to let him get up. She didn't ask what that memory was. If they were going to find it, she would know soon enough.

"Alright." she said, nodding.

"What will it... look like?"

[steelalchemy]

"I don't know," he said. "I guess I'll know what I see it."

He held out his hand and tried to smile, but it waved slightly.

[curious_copycat]

Summoning up a smile of her own, she takes Ed's hand, giving it a squeeze.

"Don't worry. You're not alone in this. It'll be alright."

omg wtf brain why did you just think they did it in the kitchen, the armor's in the study

[steelalchemy]

*wavered

"Thanks."

With Polly's hand grounding him, Ed made his way to the kitchen. Compared to the last time Polly saw it, it was darker. Ed pauses in the doorway for a moment before slowly walking around the room. The memory was in here somewhere...

There.

Dropping Polly's hand, Ed picks up his mother's recipe box.

"It's in here," he says as he opens the box and starts looking through the cards.

*pats*

[curious_copycat]

Polly hovered over his shoulder, eyes wide as he flipped through the strange little box. She'd never seen one like it, before, and she wondered how it could've gotten there from the journal.

"What do we do now?"

/sobsobsob i know his canon i swear

[steelalchemy]

Ed finally pulled out a card labelled "Apple Pie" and put the box down.

"Mom never used a recipe for her Apple Pie," he said as he looked at the card. It looked like a recipe card. "And, this is my handwriting."

The card read like an apple pie recipe... but when Ed read the information encoded within the recipe, he saw something else.

"Water, 35 litres. Carbon, 20 kilograms. Ammonia, 4 litres. Lime, 1.5 kilograms. Phosphorus, 800 grams. Salt, 250 grams. Saltpeter, 100 grams. Sulphur, 80 grams. Flourine, 7.5 grams. Iron, 5 grams. Silicon, 3.5 grams. And fifteen other elements in small quantities..."

Ed frowned at the card slightly. "We put it back in the book."

It's late, don't worry over it. ;-)

[curious_copycat]

Polly listened to the odd list, ignorant of what it all meant. She nodded, however, at his answer. It seemed like a reasonable idea.

She was actually surprised at how easy this was all being. It made her feel slightly on edge, as if something was going to jump out of the shadows and run away with it.