Flight Path 004 [Video//Accidental]

[blau_rakete]

[The feed clicks on, and from the angle, it looks as if the PCD is set down on Alfons' bed.  Alfons is across the room, getting dressed.  His pants are hanging a little low and his shirt is only buttoned up half-way as he digs around for his suspenders, muttering quietly to himself.  He looks up every so often, hearing loud banging and the eerie

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[Voice] OSHI--

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Oh shit--

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[bloodseal_soul]

What's your dose?

[Al's voice is soft. He knows the tonic can be dangerous, but he starts measuring out the dosage he knows, ready to change it if he needs to.]

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[blau_rakete]

[Alfons blinks up at Al and watches him measure out the dose.]

That ist right.

[He reaches out to take it from Al, wincing a little as he swallows it, trying not to cough too much and spit it back up.]

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[bloodseal_soul]

[Al holds it steady for him, and brushes his hair back from his face, almost tenderly, the way he used to with Itachi, that week he'd been bedridden.]

Is that a little better?

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[blau_rakete]

[Alfons blinks up at Al, smiling a little as his hair is brushed from his eyes. He gives a small nod, sitting a little straighter and looking calmer than before.]

J-Ja, thank you, Al.

[He looks over at the suspenders, now transmuted to the floor, and frowns.]

Do you know vhat ist happening? I heard banging, elsevhere in the house...

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[bloodseal_soul]

[Al smiles softly, but then makes a face at the question.]

A clock decided to attack me, and so did a few suits of armor. Don't worry, we're going through and transmuting everything to the floor and walls. The library and kitchen are getting locked up though.

It's an event.

[He glances at the blinking PCD.]

Maybe we should tell them you haven't been strangled to death.

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[blau_rakete]

[Alfons frowns as Al speaks. He's lucky to be in a house with two Alchemists, who can get everything to stay on the floor and walls where it won't be dangerous at all.]

Not so fun as the beach this time...

[His voice is a little dark as he speaks. He blinks over at the PCD, then back at Al, and nods.]

I vill let them know, ja...

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[bloodseal_soul]

Don't worry, you get used to the unexpected pretty quick around here.

[Al smiles warmly, and quickly twists the cap back on the bottle, careful not to leave smears of blood on it. He holds carefully tucks it back in the drawer.]

Am I right in assuming you don't want people to know about this...?

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[blau_rakete]

[Alfons raises a hand to his lips, wiping at some of the blood. He's never coughed up so much at once before, and it's unsettling him.]

I vould rather that people didn't know, ja... I do not vant them to vorry too much for me. Right now, only you und Unohana know that I am not vell.

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[bloodseal_soul]

[Al can't pretend it's not unsettling. He's always thought that Alfons looked pale... but to find out that if he has the same dose as Itachi he's got a few more years at most, to live, if no cure is found...

Alphonse reaches out again to gently touch his cheek.]

I know you don't want them to worry, but I think you should tell them yourself. It's going to be... hard to hide this for much longer.

[He pauses, and removes the Akatsuki ring from his left thumb, wiping it off with his cloak before putting it back on.]

It's a painful thing to hear, but it's more painful to find out by accident. [He taps the ring.] I know.

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[blau_rakete]

[Alfons blinks at Al for a moment when he touches his cheek, then looks away. He hears the pain in Al's voice, and can't meet his eyes at all. He lets out a small noise at that, biting at his lip.]

I managed to hide it back home, even from those that I lived vith...

[He finally looks at Alphonse again, watching as he cleans his ring off. So Al knew someone else who was unwell... Alfons stayed silent for a few moments, then nodded; Alphonse was right. It would hurt him more, if someone close to him were hiding this and he found out by accident, or after they had died.]

I... I vill tell them, then...

[He's just not sure when he'll manage to do that, though; it'll hurt, and he knows it.]

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[bloodseal_soul]

[Al nods slightly, still touching his ring, a bit of both pride and pain flashes in his eyes before being replace by warm sympathy.]

You won't be alone. I'll be there at your side to help you, all right?

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[blau_rakete]

[Alfons' lips quirk up into a small smile and he nods. When he speaks, his voice is soft, somewhat strained.]

Thank you, Al.

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[bloodseal_soul]

[Al grins and knocks his fist lightly against his shoulder.]

I'm going to go make sure the chandelier isn't setting things on fire. You come down when you're ready, I'm going to make sure breakfast won't attack us.

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[blau_rakete]

[Alfons blinks, then lets out a small chuckle, his smile quickly growing to match Al's.]

I vill clean up, und then come down.

[A small pause, and then another laugh.]

If there are any milk bottles, you should leave them be. Maybe they vill attack Edvard, and make him drink his milk, ja?