{.032 :: voice post}

[corrupted_steel]

[sounds out of it. voice very flat.]

Did you know.

I just killed my own brother.

...

Okay.

I'm not bored anymore...

...

Envy? Where are you?

Comments

[gaz4prez]

You know, once and awhile? These cries of attention start to get annoying.

Why would you say you killed your brother? You know damn will that the cuffs are working perfectly. You wouldn't be able to kill anyone.

[corrupted_steel]

No-one asked you to pay attention.

Because I did. Mentally. It's the same.

[gaz4prez]

No one asked you to WRITE it either, but since I read my entries, yours could tend to be just there.

Was that fun for you?

[corrupted_steel]

You could've just fucking ignored it, Miss.

Do you have a sibling? Do you think it is?

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[coldheartflame]

[voice sounds strained, as if it's taking effort to sound normal] Edward... Don't- don't give up hope. You and Alphonse are so- so... strong. Don't give up hope...

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[corrupted_steel]

[hollow laugh]

I never had hope, Mustang.

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[coldheartflame]

[still strained, but a bit of anger can be heard] That's not true. Everyone has hope once upon a time, Edward.

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[corrupted_steel]

Let me amend that.

I had hope. I lost it three years ago. I regained it when I stepped foot here, and I lost it once again when I realized when this is all over, I'll be alone once again.

Funny thing.

[gm_kragok]

Making such light of family?

[corrupted_steel]

Mmmn, what do you care, Grandmaster?

[gm_kragok]

Because whether we chose it or not, we are comrades. However, I can hardly sit idly by while someone speaks so horrifically of a sibling.

[corrupted_steel]

True, that.

Killing is nothing new to me. Alphonse...his body is still around. His mind is not. Figuratively killing, perhaps...

[sins_rebellion]

In the park. Where would you rather I be?

[corrupted_steel]

May we go and destroy something now? I need to...oh hell, I want to use my scythe again, anything -

[sins_rebellion]

We decided on the church, didn't we? I'll meet you there.

[corrupted_steel]

All right.

[ooc: uh I'll start the thread, okay?]

[privatebookworm]

...

What?

[corrupted_steel]

Al's...I think...I think he's going to give up.

[privatebookworm]

Give up? What? How? Why?