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Ed was half-way through the door before he looked up and froze. "This is not where I'm supposed to be."
He looked back through the doorway where it showed the hallway he was expecting and then back at the Nexus before hurriedly closing the door. He stared at it warily, making sure it wouldn't disappear on him unexpectedly, before assessing his surroundings. He yelped when his eyes lit upon the sign and dug the heels of his hands at his eyes.
"Great. Now I'm seeing colors I didn't even know existed," he groaned.
"A question, huh?" he muttered to himself, blinking rapidly to get his sight back to normal.
"First off, I may as well ask the obvious one. Where the hell am I?" Here, a bitter twist of his lips. "Secondly, what would you do if you thought you had a chance of living a normal life, only to have the rug pulled out from under your feet? Again."
((Those characters that use scent to identify others will pick up on the fact that he isn't as human as he appears. Of them, those whom have had dealings with homunculii will recognize him as one. Also, it's the middle of the night and I have to get up in the morning, so I may be slow in responding. X-Posted between sages_of_chaos and the_nexus_rpg.))