[When he comes, Al will be sitting, leaning with his back against the side of an alleyway.
Curled up in his lap is this sad creature, with a pupil-less yellow stare. The creature is as big as Alphonse himself, and Al has his fingers buried in the long brown tresses, stroking it, comforting it.]
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... do you see her?
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No.
[She pauses before asking, tentatively:]
What am I looking for?
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Someone I used to know.
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Alleyway.
[Al sounds a little lost, and terribly sad.]
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I'll be there in five minutes.
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Curled up in his lap is this sad creature, with a pupil-less yellow stare. The creature is as big as Alphonse himself, and Al has his fingers buried in the long brown tresses, stroking it, comforting it.]
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Fuck.
Al. Where are you.
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[Nothing else. He doesn't need to say anything more.]
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Al.
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Al catches her, and she struggles to stand up on her own. She whines, pained- and eager, and desperately happy just to see him.]
Brother... Edward...!
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Nina Tucker.]
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[Al's voice is soft, numb, pained.]
Nina was his daughter.
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[Very soft. What's left of her, anyway.]
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[It isn't often that Al gives such simple answers, doesn't try to explain.]
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