[The Welcoming Party, Active/Open]

[failed_alchemy]

Characters: Edward Elric, open
Setting: The Entrance, Grand Room, and Doll Bathroom
Time: Night
Summary: Ed ends up in the wrong place at the wrong time...
Warnings: Violence, Ed's mouth, tl;dr

"Our work's in the final stage. I'll be sleeping at the factory now."

He couldn't let Alfons just...walk away from him like that. Not after knowing what his "

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[marionettewaltz]

"Several."

Sasori simply nodded at the boy's request and, with a few subtle motions of his hand, the wooden puppet he had out entered the room, shutting it behind him. The puppet then came to a rest beside its master, standing idly and waiting, as that was all it could do, for its next orders.

"The shadows do not survive in light," Sasori said. "And the ones which can seem to only be upstairs."

Still, he would need the door closed for his work anyway. And it was much quieter with the door closed.

[failed_alchemy]

He jumped slightly at the movement, backing into the sink again. Just...a puppet. He'd seen it before, of course...the wooden puppets in the semblance of a young girl who had apparently died years before created by his father's old friend danced through his dreams sometimes. He'd never really seen one actively controlled, though.

"I think I'll stay down here, then."

At least it was safer than being out in the hall...and there was water, even if it was from the tap.

"So...what's your name?"

[marionettewaltz]

The boy was wary but did not seem needlessly jumpy; that was appreciated. And judging by both appearance and total lack of recognition of his jutsu, he was not from the shinobi continents. That this was becoming a normal option was slightly unsettling, but he ignored that for the moment.

"Akasuna no Sasori," he said, nodding slightly and using his full title: Sasori of the Red Sands.

A man who had destroyed an entire nation on his own, who made puppets out of still-living humans, who even made himself into a puppet.

But the boy didn't have to know all that, not yet.

[failed_alchemy]

The official-sounding title sounded a little showoffish given the circumstances, but it was hardly the time to complain about it either. "Sasori, then. I'm Edward Elric."

He pondered his options. "Isn't there a way out of here? What about the doors in the foyer?"

[marionettewaltz]

"The door doesn't open," Sasori said, "nor can it be forced open or broken down. The windows are the same."

There was a trace of annoyance in his voice; he did not like being held anywhere, and didn't like anything done against his will. Being captured in such a manner was, as such, an embarrassment. He frowned.

"And so we've been here, and the night drags on."

Because he was certain the night was longer than even the daytime had been.