Edward glances over his shoulder, and smiles. Smiles!
"I'm working."
And then he goes back to it; analyzation arrays on the ground in chalk, notepads to be filled. There's even a chemistry set that's been broken out -- mostly for the microscope -- and put to some use here.
Bradley keeps smiling as well, taking a seat near him.
"It really is a remarkable thing, alchemy. A pity homunculi don't have the knack for it, don't you think? Imagine how much could be accomplished, with us being able to create our own kind."
"...That's just what I wanted to think about. You reproducing. You adopting is bad enough," Edward mumbles as he looks at his work, and then falls silent.
He's really good at focusing. Maybe he can focus The Fuhrer right into the background.
The young Alchemist is working in the wreckage; small, blond, golden eyed-- he is busy with analyzation, having cobbled together a mini, mobile lab. He's-- testing the earth, and looking the wreckage.
Oh, how interesting. Wesker fans away radioactive dust. He circles around behind him to the other side, thoughtfully, then goes back a ways and kicks a piece of rubble off another. It might not be a good idea to surprise this one.
Ed jumps a little, and then glances back. He-- doesn't know Wesker right off, but he does give him a sideways look. "I'm testing the soil for pollutents, and trying to find ways to get the most good soil out of -- -- what are you doing out here?"
...since you know, he knows he's breaking the rules to come out and DO GOOD WORK FOR EVERYBODY And stuff, and that's cool, but just wandering around is a bad idea! EVIL LURKS AROUND EVERY CORNER!
There is an orange in hand and he is quickly peeling off his gloves so he can peel it. That involves getting his automail hand a little sticky, but hey. He'll live. "You're-- uhm, who?"
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Edward glances over his shoulder, and smiles. Smiles!
"I'm working."
And then he goes back to it; analyzation arrays on the ground in chalk, notepads to be filled. There's even a chemistry set that's been broken out -- mostly for the microscope -- and put to some use here.
He's doing what he does best: Alchemy.
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"It really is a remarkable thing, alchemy. A pity homunculi don't have the knack for it, don't you think? Imagine how much could be accomplished, with us being able to create our own kind."
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He's really good at focusing. Maybe he can focus The Fuhrer right into the background.
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As if Wesker's mood wasn't bad enough.
He sends the friendly dog with him back home with a brief word and goes to investigate the source, carefully.
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He does not notice Wesker's approach.
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"What are you doing?"
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...since you know, he knows he's breaking the rules to come out and DO GOOD WORK FOR EVERYBODY And stuff, and that's cool, but just wandering around is a bad idea! EVIL LURKS AROUND EVERY CORNER!
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There is a tall, lanky, goofily dressed man with a bulging bag, wandering the ruins, looking for the guy he was told to find.
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THat'd be the little man with the blond hair and eyes of gold and the tiny mobile lab.
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"You're him? Awesome, dude. I was told to, like, get in touch with you about the greenhouse thingy. You want an orange?"
Opening his bag o'fruit.
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There is an orange in hand and he is quickly peeling off his gloves so he can peel it. That involves getting his automail hand a little sticky, but hey. He'll live. "You're-- uhm, who?"
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