「ᴢᴡᴇɪ ۞ ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ - post-lunch break 」

[transmutates]

[ The video comes on as the device is jostled, showing a whirling and brief view of the infirmary before it settles (in a very awkward angle) on Ed and Madam Pomfrey, the woman in charge of the castle's medical ward. Irritation is vivid in Ed's features, whereas worry and frustration are etched in Pomfrey's. They seem to be arguing over something

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[shardsofmemory]

...so, wait, they don't have any of the stuff you need?

[transmutates]

Ugh, not that I can gather. You'd think with all this magic and crap they'd be able to manage just a bit of bio-grease.

[shardsofmemory]

What's bio-grease, anyway? Is it something you could make? Or transfigure, or something?

[transmutates]

Honestly? I've got no clue what's in it. Something a friend of mine had made for me. If I knew the ingredients, I could probably synthesize it, but I don't.

And... [ Pauses to wiggle his automail fingers. ] It's for my joints. So they move smoothly and stuff.

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[alkahestry]

[The library is really not the best place to answer these types of things. Especially when it comes to the video function and a brother who's loud. Still tucking the device beneath his arms and scrunching as close as he can so he isn't discovered by Madam Pince he whispers.]

Brother that's not a very nice way to talk to Madam Pomfrey, she's just trying to help!

[He scolds lightly, mostly because Edward should show respect to the nurse. She had helped them a lot since their arrival, especially after he fainted. Not to mention it was nice her to show them a way to restore his missing limbs. Alphonse still thought Edward should accept her offer, but ultimately he could not force the change upon Ed (no matter how much he wanted it).]

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[transmutates]

Al...

[ Just the slightest hint of a whine in his voice and he grimaces. His brother is supposed to be helping him, not rebuking him-though he probably should've expected it, considering Al's tendency to be the more level headed of them both. Still, rolling his eyes again as in the background, Pomfrey goes on a slight rant about muggles not knowing anything about proper healing methods and such, he cups his chin in the palm of his right hand. ]

She's an old bat and like I already said, I don't trust these people enough to take off my arm.

[alkahestry]

She's a nurse...

[He groans. Could Edward be anymore disrespectful?]

...and she won't do anything without your consent. Besides...

[His expression turns sideways curiously.]

If you need bio-grease, the infirmary is not probably the place to look. Something like that is more up Professor Snape's alley, brother.

[Which only makes him frown more, Edward's track record with Snape wasn't exactly the best.]

You might just have to rely on normal oil to keep it in check for now.

[He shifts slightly on his arms and up, daring to risk the device being seen on so he can write himself a note. Having spent a few years with Granny and Winry, he thinks given enough research he might be able to synthesize a suitable replacement. It'll be another thing that keeps him busy late at night when he's roaming the castle at least.]

[transmutates]

[ Pausing to mull over what Al says, his lips purse and his brows furrow. ]

Last thing I'm gonna do is ask that hook nosed bastard for help, Al.

[ Finally, Madam Pomfrey seems to have given up for now, and he reaches over to pick up the small tablet. ]

I might be able to make it myself, if we can figure out a decent enough potion that could substitute. Without asking Snape. We're smart enough.

[ A beat as he sets the device back down and reaches for his shirt. ]

Anyway, I didn't exactly ask to be dragged here.

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[aevitas]

[ just kind of stares at you. son, what you getting yoself into. ]

Nice arm.

video;

[transmutates]

[ oh, you know, the usual trouble. ]

Yeah, thanks.

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[aevitas]

[oooh mister elric //// ]

It can't be that bad, can it? It'll be over faster, too.

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[transmutates]

Maybe, maybe not. Besides... have it for a reason. You keeping that tattoo of yours, even though there's spells to remove them?

[buildyourworld]

[While he does not trust Edward -or anyone else for that matter- at least this one has enough sensibility to preserve his own mechanical arm the right way than to rely on unknown substances. He's also interested in learning about the technology differences of their world.]

If you allow me to look at your prosthetic, I might be able to determine what sort of bio-grease it uses.

[transmutates]

[ Forgive him, T-chan, for the slightly skeptical look. Being from the future is one thing, but if Tieria isn't familiar with automail, he's not sure he'd want even Tieria looking at it. ]

Kinda look we talking 'bout here?

[buildyourworld]

[That's fine, Tieria isn't expecting Edward to willingly show him his arm. It's not as if he was offering to just help per se. He's a lot more interested in learning about the prosthetic than actually helping Edward, a stranger he barely knew.]

Mechanical engineering is something I'm familiar with, if your arm isn't build with any peculiar technology, it wouldn't be hard to tell what sort of bio-grease it needs. If showing me isn't what you are comfortable with, then that's fine.

[transmutates]

Hm...

[ A pause as he considers Tieria's offer. ]

I'll tell you what: I'll consider it and let you know in a few days.

video; oh of course not

[transmutates]

[ Okay, that makes him smirk a little. ]

What're you talking about, Lelouch? Doesn't something like bio-grease sound appetizing? Loaded with nutrients and everything.

video forever

[transmutates]

I happen to be a pretty decent cook, thank you. Not that we need it here anyway, but still.