dear_mun | re: au musebox shenanigans

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re: au musebox shenanigans

Seriously? You're planning a whole storyline based off this crap? And now you're trying to drag other people into it besides Al's mun.

You're batshit, lady.

I liked the stuff where I beat the crap up Lelouch and Light better. Supposed to be having a drink with Kallen and Suzaku, y'know.

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If anything- [the scowl hasn't left her features, and she's still blushing fairly dark.] it's Roy that loves them.

[Crazy infernal manipulative bastard that he is.]

[ Oh, she can definitely understand the sputtering and the blushing. She's about to snicker quietly, until— ]

[ Wait— Did her other self just say... ]

[ She heard that wrong, right? Maybe? ...No? ]

The... [ Guess who's turn it is to steadily begin blushing. ]

Colonel?!

[ FLAILING, SPUTTERING, BLUSHING SO HARD. ]

[ Well then... Trying desperately to fight down her own blush, she drags a hand through her hair, flickering her gaze from her other self's ears back to the ground. ]

R-Right... Figures. That he would, I mean. Um. _{That jerk.}

The jerk thinks he can get his way, however he wants just by playing with them and- [And she stops herself just short of admitting how easily he accomplishes just that, scowling again when she notices just how out of sorts the girl in front of her is acting...]

[Oh, Ed. Are you... blushing?

As if she's the one that has to endure being pet into a compliant coma.]

[Quietly.] ... he would.

[And he does, and she doesn't stop him.

Mostly because she has all the power in the relationship, and she knows it. So letting him get away with this relieves some of that guilt... sort of.

Even if she hates it.

Sort of.]

[ How lucky she is, then. Her current situation, on the other hand, isn't one where she has power. The bastard colonel is the one with it and doesn't let her forget that, even if he doesn't point it out verbally.

Time for a subject change though. Because, otherwise, this blush isn't going to go away. ]

What about Al?

... What- about Al? [Little touchy subject for her, not for any drastic reason. Just that he doesn't approve of her relationship with Mustang or really believe they should be encouraging the magical bond bull shit.

Getting a sister with cat ears doesn't override his concern over the whole situation.

If she were in his shoes, she'd feel the same way though. Or. Probably worse.]

[ Oh, no doubt. Switched places, their situations would be the same. Then again, that would only be logical. ]

Well, I mean... how's he doing?

Oh- well.

[How's he doing.] He does a lot of research... Travelling.

[Irony. Edward Elric settled down, and the little brother that wanted to go home more than anything hasn't yet.] He comes back to Central enough, so I still get to see him....

[Is she- rambling? Maybe, a bit.]

I think he's secretly planning a way to kill Roy so that it seems like an accident-

[A flash of a nervous smile. That... was a joke,

right?

A chuckle. Almost breathless.]

He's great.

[ Gapes just a fraction because the thought of Al killing anyone is frightening to say the least. And while her other self is laughing, she gets the sense that it's not entirely a joke.

Idly, she wonders what her own Al would do. ]

That idiot, he should know better than that. Good that he comes to visit though. He got his body back in your world too?

[The ears flatten back against her hair as eyes narrow thoughtfully, before speaking.] He thought... Mustang made the whole thing up to get me to sleep with him. [A sigh.] I'm not really sure he's entirely convinced this isn't somehow still his fault.

[but it wasn't - if anything, she was the one that had a crush on the Colonel way before all of this even started. It was hard to get him to think of her as much more than a child, before the bond happened.]

Yeah... [There's a faint smile with that answer.]

That was my first priority, I didn't let any of this get in the way. Once he was back in real flesh and blood and- out pursuing his own dream...

[Another shrug] Al didn't need me. I didn't see much reason not to move in-

[but that's another topic all together.]

Sounds complicated.

[ A quiet snort at that, for when is the life on an Elric ever not complicated? ]

Sounds like Al being Al. He probably just wanted to make sure you'd be alright. _{Wouldn't doubt if it was the colonel's fault either.}

[ Slips her hands into her coat, giving her head a shake so that long hair cascades down her back and out of her face. ]

All sounds like what I'd do, really. My Al, though... he wouldn't leave if I wanted him too.

[ And that's what prompts a small smile out of her. ]

'course it's complicated. [Because the answer to that question is simply never.]

Yeah... [but at that quiet part she stiffens, voice tense.] It's not his fault. No one chooses to be someone else's slave...

[He wouldn't. Not just to get in her pants, or whatever. Not when he had so much planned for his own future, that this changed.]

[but she smiles faintly at that last part, knowing this Ed would never understand why her Al had left - and why she hadn't asked him to stay or tried to go with him.]

[ Hold the phone. Back up. Wait a moment. All else is mentally set aside as the murmur of "slave" catches her attention. ]

Wait— Slave? You're his... slave?

[-- what?

She's staring. Staring at that, because what the fuck - that's not what she said at all.

Her ears flick before she composes herself, looking away again.]

[Softly.] No.

[Her tail sways slightly as she looks away, clearing her throat.]

No... He's mine.

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