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[deadgoldeyes]

*blinks*

Not in Home.

... Where is Edward?

*that's a pretty sad looking homunculus, right there, and boy, does he want his Edward back*

(meet alter!BBI-Pride, who knows an Ed in his original 'verse!)

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[ednasgreatidea]

Huh? Aren't you an Edward?

[deadgoldeyes]

*still sadfaced*

Is Pride.

[ednasgreatidea]

Pride?

[deadgoldeyes]

*he's been able to decipher some of what Ed's said before, when trying to explain his existence*

Homunculus... by Al.

[honootaisa]

[has been wandering for a good fifteen to twenty minutes, absolutely lost, confused, and damnit all his head still hurts. And NO ONE is around, which is a little worrisome considering all he's done is run in to a cracked out physicist who threatened him and spoke in riddles. It's not until he rounds a corner that he comes across another person, one with slightly familiar long blonde hair]

... Edward? Is that you?

[deadgoldeyes]

*uh oh. Mustang, who doesn't like him and burned his face. Not good to be near. And why does he not know Pride? There is already an Edward*

Pride.

[honootaisa]

... P... Pride?

[goes slightly pale]

But...

[shakes his head some, finally noticing the other... well, he THINKS its an Edward standing there]

Let me guess. Not-Edward, too?

[ednasgreatidea]

Bingo. The name's Edna.

[handsforhealing]

..? Ed
What's with that outfit...?
And what do you mean "Where's Edward?" You're Edward!

[deadgoldeyes]

*not again! D: *

Is Pride.

*WANTS his Edward, thanks*

[handsforhealing]

...?
I know you're prideful and annoying. You don't need to remind me. And where's your automail?

Unless... Are you from another world?

[honootaisa]

[starts to respond to Edna about how damn weird that sounds, but hears another voice and turns]

... Winry.

That's uh... that's not Edward, according to him anyway. Says he's... Pride.

[mafia_ed]

People! And not just any people! Detective Mustang! And Winry! Thank god!

Winry! I am so glad I found you! I don't know what happened! Al's gonna kill me...

*Turns to Roy*

Detective! W-what happened to your eye?!

[honootaisa]

[says to Winry]

I suppose you are. Apparently there's an abundance of them here.

[hears another voice behind him, and doesn't have to guess who it is this time, twitching as he groans and turns] Oh look, here's another one now. ... what do you mean what happened to my eye, and who are you calling Detective. That's General.

[handsforhealing]

[To Roy]
I've noticed... -sigh- And so far none have automail I can look at...

[To Ed]
Al..?
OH! Right... wait...
Are you the Edward I know...?

[mafia_ed]

*Blinks*

[to Roy]
General of what? Since when does the force have military rankings?

[to Winry]
The one you know? What are you talking about! Of course, who else would I be? What happened to Al? Is Alf-- *looks at Roy* Uh, I lost him. I didn't mean to, I swear.