::Contact::
E-mail: arimikoe [at] hotmail [dot] com
AIM: albloodsealsoul
MSN: arimikoe [at] hotmail [dot] com

::Plotting::
The best way to reach me is over AIM, but if I'm not on, go ahead and leave me a note in this post. I'm always up for plot, looking for new and interesting ideas, and I'm very flexible as to what can and can't be done!

::HMD ( Read more... )

[It's Abby's cries that are loud and panicked right at the edge of the high, steep sides of the canal. She's running back and forth like a frantic puppy, crying out and terrified.

A wet, bedraggled kitten shivers in a cardboard box nearby.

There's splashing down below.]

[Al wakes up his brother in the middle of the night by jumping on his bed with a yell.]

Ed! Ed, wake up! Wake up!

[Out and about. His arm's out of the sling, but he seems to be carrying something under his coat. Oddly bulgy and. Stuff. Where will you encounter him?

Seriously. Anywhere.]

[Al's coming as fast as he can back to Altamira, breathing raggedly. The Pactio armor is covered in dust, and blood runs through the joints, down his arm, dripping with every step. Under the visor he's white as a sheet.

He's can't get to the cell phone, not yet, not until he's a safe distance away.]

[ooc; It's kind of a "whoever finds him first ( Read more... )

[Holy epic and painful-sounding sneezing fit in the lobby, Batman.]

[Just... sitting in the lobby of Altamira, setting out his lightning-glass to clean it. It's totally a form of advertising.

Also, he can hear your thoughts. :|]

[Yeah, guess who's covered in bruises. He's in the lobby, rubbing a cream into one of the marks on his wrist.

Damn, Ed, you were so rough this morning~]

[So, he's come up with something. And he's on the beach, digging in the sand. The day's kind of cloudy, like a thunderstorm's coming.]

Almost... perfect.

[He brings his hands together, then sets them on the sand. Have a loud booming sound and a flash of blinding light, and Al FLIES back, to land on his back in the sand ( Read more... )

[Tidepools. Antiquarius Beach is awesome for this one reason, though looking at tidepools all by yourself is a little depressing. Al is reclining next to one on a rock, one of the library books open on his chest... this would be a very good time to have a stupid big brother to be distracted with.]