[000] Open Log: Month One

[ironysoul]

[Logs in this post may take place any time during the first month or so following the Promised Day. Al's symptoms will be extremely severe.

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[hands4healing]

[Winry has taken care of one Elric brother before, including all the icky things that taking care of patients entails.

She steps into the room, adjusting the curtains to make sure Al has light but not enough to bother his eyes.]

[hands4healing]

[Winry takes her hand back, realizing a little too late she'd started to reach out to Al.]

Do you need anything, Al?

[ironysoul]

No thanks, Win.

[Quietly.] Thanks for taking care of us.

[hands4healing]

[She smiles brilliantly.] I always will, Al.

[ironysoul]

Thanks, Win.

[hands4healing]

You're welcome, sweetie.

Sleep now, okay?

[ironysoul]

A'right.

[Quietly, his eyes dark.]

[hands4healing]

[Winry notices.]

What's wrong?

[ironysoul]

N-nothing. Sorry.

[hands4healing]

Are you sure? Do you need anything?

[ironysoul]

Nah... just sleepy.

[hands4healing]

Go to sleep then, silly. We'll be here when you wake up.

[ironysoul]

Mmmkay.

[Sleeeeeeeeepy]

[hands4healing]

[Winry hums a soft song that Trisha used to sing to them when they were too wound up to sleep well.]

[ironysoul]

[Soft kitty warm kitty little ball of fur -- wait, probably not.

But that does make him feel better. Drifting off...]

[hands4healing]

[No, she'd probably smack Sheldon.]

[Winry keeps humming until she sees Al's asleep, and creeps out of the room.]