metacognition? in my prom?
Who: Resident shorties Edward and Jarlaxle.
What: It's an adventure! .... By which I mean reconnaissance.
Where: Starting at House 8, expanding to everywhere.
When: Just in time for lunch.
Warnings: Uh, nothing? Antics?
[ Edward's leaning on the wall of the house, cloaked and gloved as usual. No mask. Stop staring - he'll put it on where they start doing their stuff, okay? Been quite the brilliant 24 hours. Still entertaining the possibility of being stuck in his own head. Just a tad cranky 'cause he didn't sleep so well last night. Staccato sentences in present tense to match his impatience; alchemist's pocket watch ticking and telling him, "Kid? You really don't have time to waste." There's gotta be something he can bust up with a clap of the hands to get out of here.
In denial? No, no! Thinking's a little meandering from exhaustion, but -
But if his body can feel things, that must mean he's not just a spirit, right? His body came along to this place with his head, too? While simultaneously existing outside, in the mirror? Which, by extension, must mean his spirit exists there while here, too?
Fuck, can't be in two places at once! Get here soon, Jarlaxle, before his thought processes provoke another existential quandary... and he starts worrying consciously about Alphonse. ]
What: It's an adventure! .... By which I mean reconnaissance.
Where: Starting at House 8, expanding to everywhere.
When: Just in time for lunch.
Warnings: Uh, nothing? Antics?
[ Edward's leaning on the wall of the house, cloaked and gloved as usual. No mask. Stop staring - he'll put it on where they start doing their stuff, okay? Been quite the brilliant 24 hours. Still entertaining the possibility of being stuck in his own head. Just a tad cranky 'cause he didn't sleep so well last night. Staccato sentences in present tense to match his impatience; alchemist's pocket watch ticking and telling him, "Kid? You really don't have time to waste." There's gotta be something he can bust up with a clap of the hands to get out of here.
In denial? No, no! Thinking's a little meandering from exhaustion, but -
But if his body can feel things, that must mean he's not just a spirit, right? His body came along to this place with his head, too? While simultaneously existing outside, in the mirror? Which, by extension, must mean his spirit exists there while here, too?
Fuck, can't be in two places at once! Get here soon, Jarlaxle, before his thought processes provoke another existential quandary... and he starts worrying consciously about Alphonse. ]