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[camewithaprice]

[and she turned the corner, face still planted firmly in the book she was reading although she seemed to be glaring at it more than actually paying any attention to the contents.] I don't care what he says, Al. It's not like there was anyone even in that building, and the bastard blew it up himself! It's hardly my fault that idiot didn't know what

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[fullmetal_bound]

*walks by, and somehow he manages to be louder than Alphonse doing that*

[camewithaprice]

[Turns at the sound of clanking metal, book lowered to her side as she stared at the suit of armor suspiciously.] And just what are you doing?

[fullmetal_bound]

Who, me? I was--

...

Why is that any of your business? *watches her warily. He is still not used to seeing people who look like himself. Or at least what he should look like*
*And yes, definitely not your Al's voice. Maybe he sounds more like herself*

[camewithaprice]

[okay, that came as a surprise. She blinked, paused for a moment to try to determine if she was sleeping and this was all some weird dream, and then sighed.]

You're uh.. Wearing the same thing as my brother. I thought you were him, trying to sneak another kitten past me. Sorry. [Yeah, the voice was definitely familiar, but she assumed that it was only her imagination - why would anyone else sound so much like her? And.. be in the suit of armor that Al was trapped in? This was weird, so Ed's brain defaulted to the first thing it could. Denial.]

W-wait. [Now that she thought about it, this was a little too weird, Al disappeared and suddenly this kid just happened by in identical armor-? No way.] Where did you get that armor?

[bitter_wrath]

Edward?

-he glanced up from where he'd been sitting, studying the Ed curiously-

[camewithaprice]

Huh? [she turned to look at the kid addressing her, eyebrow raising slightly as she assumed he meant her.] Who are you?

[bitter_wrath]

-He leaned closer, balancing his weight on mismatched automail and flesh legs, hands braced on the windowledge to keep him from tumbling forward.-

Oh! You must be a new Edward!

[camewithaprice]

New? What the hell are you talking about?

You didn't answer my question, kid. Who are you? And how do you know my name?

[slytherinfuhrer]

I somehow do not think you arrived here in a train, Edward.

[[he is still wearing female maternity clothes, and no disguising spell over his stomach]]

[camewithaprice]

[She jumped at the familiar voice, whirling around to face Mustang as her mouth opened to retort or defend herself or... Something, when her brain malfunctioned completely.]

I just got off the train, what are you talki- what the hell are you wearing?

[slytherinfuhrer]

You probably did, in your world. But you must have appeared here after you had already left it. Although I wouldn't be surprised if an entire train full of people just appeared here.

*patiently* Those are called clothes, Edward.

*people's reactions to those clothes were starting to annoy him. Well, at least no one had told him he had no fashion sense anymore*