Magic Plot 2

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It was not much of an exaggeration to say that Edward Elric had never been quite so happy in his entire life. The pile of books he'd amassed in the compound went forgotten as he tore down the hallway, and out of the building. He felt the ground solidly beneath both feet, Felt both hands curled into fists, both arms swinging back as forth as he

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[armoredboy]

Al had been sketching Rua earlier to learn about action, and was trying to understand how light passed through a butterfly's wings in the moment his brother walked up. He smiled, brightening a little, and tipped his head up.

"Brother," he greeted, then hesitated, and eyed him somewhat dubiously.

"...What's going on?"

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Without further delay, Edward pulled his arms from behind his back, and unceremoniously thrust them, palms up, into Al's line of vision.

"Take a good look, Al!"

[armoredboy]

Al was looking. Al was looking just fine. His eyes were wide for a long moment, before his pencil fell out of his fingertips and his paper slipped out of his lap. He jolted up to his feet, grabbing his brother's forearm.

"-!!!" he said, or tried to, for a moment, then looked up at him.

"How-?!"

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God, he could feel that. Could actually feel it when Al grabbed his forearm, fingertips pressing into flesh that hadn't been there since he was nearly eleven. All Edward could do was give a highly, elated laugh.

"Dairine did it! Something happened, I dunno what, but suddenly she could use Wizardry again, and she just..." replaced his arm. He chuckled, and stuck out his left leg. "My leg, too, Al, look at it!"