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notalwystrthful「1652 Albright Lane ☼ Early Morning」
[Ed was actually on his way out, he never stayed at this house for too long. The only reason he came back at all was because he would be droned if he didn't sleep in here once every three days
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Apologies keep stumbling out of his mouth -- broken and quiet and raw, begging, pleading. Diana didn't need to see this. This was his burden. His sin. Not hers.
His apologies are cut short and his breath hitches painfully in his chest. The familiar weight of his automail ports returns. Ed squeezes his eyes shut, trying to brace himself for what he knew was about to come.
It happens in an instant. One moment of blinding, white hot, burning pain as each and every nerve connects to the automail that has appeared to replace his missing limbs. It sets his body on fire, every muscle tenses and twitches and aches. His eyes are shut, but he can feel the room spinning, see bursts of white behind his eyes. One last strangled scream escapes him once everything connects and then he slumps, completely and utterly defeated, unable to say another word. Unable to do anything but lay down and breathe.
... At least it's over. That much is for certain, but now what?]
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She watches when the automail ports come to return with some curious intentions. What was the reason for those to reappear? Well, she figures she'll eventually find out. She almost wants to slump over, but no - she won't do that to him. He's her friend, dammit. It was her turn to take care of him.
But, no. She won't do that to him. When he slumps over, she takes a moment to breathe - to get some relief. She looks like a mess with his blood on her clothes, on her skin - but she doesn't mind it. With a push of strength, she tries to get him on to the couch and when she's done with that, she goes to make him comfy while she goes to clean up the blood.
Unfortunately, since her stomach's not all that strong yet, she does end up vomiting from the fear, pain, and the amount of emotions she experienced during that time. But, she makes a decent effort to be strong and instead of crying over it, she gets back up on her feet and continues at what she was doing while he rested. ]
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He's not sure how long he slept for. Thankfully it was somewhat peaceful only in that the nightmares were broken up by long stretches of nothing. Ed sits up and leans his head back against the cushion. It's strange, he had gotten used to the whole "feeling" thing. He would have to get used to this again.
Ed closed his eyes, taking deep, steady breaths. Was Diana still here? ... She had to be. It didn't seem like she was going to leave him there, but he couldn't blame her if she did.]
I'm sorry, Diana. I'm so sorry.
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She pokes her head through and waves at him, giving him a slight uneasy smile, but it's sincere all the same. ]
You don't need to be. Mayfield likes to be a sadist. [ She gets up and cricks her neck side to side. ] Do you need anything? Water? More pillows or blankets? Some medicine? A... hug?
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No, it's... I'm fine, thanks though. You've done enough for me as it is.
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What she does though is squeeze her hand a bit before taking Ed's hand into her own, rubbing the back of it with her thumb. ]
I'm not angry. I'm not upset. I'm just worried and concerned about you, Ed. How long have you had this weight on your shoulders? How long have you gone about this burden alone?
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... A long time.
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[ She pauses to let another cough go through before shaking her head. ]
What happened that made you get your prosthetics?
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You're sick. You should really be resting right now.
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Idiot. You've just went through a traumatic experience. I have a case of the stupid sniffles. Your needs outweigh mine right now.
[ ALL THE LINEFACE. NOW SPILL. ]
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... A few weeks before Halloween I talked to you about something very important. Alchemy's one and only taboo. The one thing you should never, under any circumstances attempt. Do you remember that, Diana?
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And then, for the second time, the color drains from her face. No wonder he told her to not attempt it under any circumstance.
So, for a while, she's silent, mulling this over. ]
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