And Let's Do the Time Warp Again! NOT!

[emerald_alchemy]

[[Fletcher coughed and waved away the cloud of smoke that had engulfed them. However when the smoke cleared there was no sign of Em. Or their apartment...at least how it should have been. None of their personal things were there, only some old, dusty furniture

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[corrupted_steel]

Congratulations, you have managed to add to this dusty city's pollution, if that was your goal - and you are about to add to it again, how precious of you~

[emerald_alchemy]

[[Fletcher raises an eyebrow and takes in this person's appearance. He looked a lot like Edward Elric. But no one had seen the master alchemist in over five years...not even General Mustang, or Ana. There was also a glint in his eyes that hadn't been there in their previous meetings. A glint that reminded him of Ire's glowing violet eyes, watching them in the dark.]]

I'm not sure I understand you...

[[He said in between drags from his cigarette. His free hand sliding up to his collarbone to insure the bit of red stone embedded in his transmutation circle pendant was still there.]]

...Edward?

[just_like_nii]

Ah, hello...

[emerald_alchemy]

[[Fletcher spins on his heel to be confronted by a mirror image of his younger self.]]

Wha--? What the hell?

[[He drops his cigerette and smashes it between the pavement and his shoe. This must be some really f*cked up dream. Did he hit his head? When he wakes up will Em be frantically driving the nurses all crazy? Or maybe they were dead...or Em was hurt and he was lying on the floor dreaming away...or they were dead...?]]

[[His brain pushed all that away for now. He was here...in Central...kind of...and he needed to be on his guard. It was possible to make inhuman creatures from the remains of the dead, why wouldn't it be possible to mold one of those in the form of someone living? This...other Fletcher could be a trap...or a delusion the more logical side of his brain supplied.]]

Uh...who are you exactly?

[just_like_nii]

[Fletcher frowns, worried. This other person seems to be kind of... spazzy.]

Um, my name is Fletcher Tringham. Did you just get here, sir?

[emerald_alchemy]

Uh...? Right, yeah. I guess so. Where is here exactly?

[And uh...who am I if you're Fletcher???]

[[He glanced around again. Could he be in the past maybe? Some time fluctuation?]]