A whole new wooooooorld~ /shot
Characters: Edward Elric, Ultimate Alchemy Derp, and Vatheon
Location: Aaaall around C:
Time: Midday
Style: Action pleaaaase~
Status: Open like THEGATEOHGODa book~
[Oh man, what happened...? Golden eyes opened slowly, staring up at the sky which... wasn't really the sky. He felt the wet clothing stick to his body, smelled the sea-smell in the air... Something clearly wasn't right...
... Saltwater?
Oh HELL no! He will NOT let himself rust.
The boy was on his feet a couple seconds later and removed a very familiar red coat. Man, it was soaked... Everything he had was just soaked. Removal of the second overshirt showed off his gleaming metal arm, still dripping from his descent.]
Aww man, Winry's gonna kill me if I let this thing rust...
[Hm. Well. If y'can't find a towel, make one! Man, did he love Alchemy. A simple clap of his hands brought forth a familiar blue light. He placed his hands on the red coat on the ground. Slowly, the water began draining from the coat and salt began separating, forming distinct piles on the ground. Hey, it was just altering some elements here and there. Separating? No problem. And finally, he was left with a mostly dry coat, which he promptly began using to dry off his automail arm.]
Now to figure out where the Hell I am...
[No city he'd ever seen, that was for certain. His human hand rose to the joint between flesh shoulder and automail arm. An irritating dull ache signaled to him that... where ever this was... the pressure was very different than what he was used to.]
Helloooo? Anyone around? Tch. What a mess...
Location: Aaaall around C:
Time: Midday
Style: Action pleaaaase~
Status: Open like THEGATEOHGODa book~
[Oh man, what happened...? Golden eyes opened slowly, staring up at the sky which... wasn't really the sky. He felt the wet clothing stick to his body, smelled the sea-smell in the air... Something clearly wasn't right...
... Saltwater?
Oh HELL no! He will NOT let himself rust.
The boy was on his feet a couple seconds later and removed a very familiar red coat. Man, it was soaked... Everything he had was just soaked. Removal of the second overshirt showed off his gleaming metal arm, still dripping from his descent.]
Aww man, Winry's gonna kill me if I let this thing rust...
[Hm. Well. If y'can't find a towel, make one! Man, did he love Alchemy. A simple clap of his hands brought forth a familiar blue light. He placed his hands on the red coat on the ground. Slowly, the water began draining from the coat and salt began separating, forming distinct piles on the ground. Hey, it was just altering some elements here and there. Separating? No problem. And finally, he was left with a mostly dry coat, which he promptly began using to dry off his automail arm.]
Now to figure out where the Hell I am...
[No city he'd ever seen, that was for certain. His human hand rose to the joint between flesh shoulder and automail arm. An irritating dull ache signaled to him that... where ever this was... the pressure was very different than what he was used to.]
Helloooo? Anyone around? Tch. What a mess...