voice test....!!

[unerring]

Yeah, yeah, whatever. Like I'm gonna get hyped up over this of all things? [can you smell the apathy? Ed is being so thorough in making sure everyone is aware how little he cares, because that's sure how to prove you don't give a shit!!!1 yeah. that's how it goes.]

Do me a favor and run this by me again, 'cause I'm pretty sure I missed the part of this little 'game' scenario that says I've got to do a damn thing you say. [like go to said game, for example...]

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[unerring]

[something is wrong with this picture

if he squints hard enough it'll come to him, right?





....yeah totally right!! distractedly:]

Yeah. Right...

[...nope still processing...]

You usually this quick to be a killjoy?

[chemeia]

[ he's reacting a lot better than most guy versions she meets. ]

Nah, just being pragmatic. Hell, you could try. And you might get lucky too.

[unerring]

[it'll come to him..................... just

wait for it]

Luck? [he'll resist a scoff.] I like to rely on a little ingenuity, instead.

Plus, not doing something just 'cause someone said it wasn't possible doesn't sound like me either. [no really what is it he just can't put his finger on it........]

[chemeia]

[ okay, now she's smirking just a bit because this is kinda amusing. and really, part of her can't blame him when she had the same mindset when she was about his age. ]

Doesn't sound like you, huh? Well, can't really argue with that. When I was younger, 'fsome someone told me not to do something, I'd probably do it anyway. 'Cept nowadays I try not to let my pride keep me from focusing on more important things.

[unerring]

[what if he's just oblivious about her forever what happens then

Ed waves his hand in dismissal, feigning boredom. OLD PEOPLE LECTURES.......... no she's not that old but that doesn't matter, clearly]

Kinda presumptuous, huh? Assuming this is all about pride.

[chemeia]

[ a snort. ]

Okay, so what's your reason, then?

[unerring]

What's it matter to you? [either he's covering because pride WAS the answer or he's just being difficult...

either is entirely possible with him, herp]

[chemeia]

Proving a point.

[ yeah, girl or not, older or not, she's still a brat sometimes too. ]

[unerring]

[...hmmm... that irritatingly bratty grin is kind of familiar...]

Yeah... and? Maybe you should get to it.

[chemeia]

You hafta answer the question first. Need all the data, y'know?

[unerring]

Tch. [okay he's not going to walk head-first into that one by giving her the answer she wants, so...!!]

There's someone I gotta protect. Simple as that.

[chemeia]

Al'll just call you an idiot for saying something like that. No matter how many times he's gotta be told not to call his older sibling an idiot. He'd probably also say you should be polite to your mun or some crap like that, but I'm all for ignoring that part.

[unerring]

[wait here comes that squint again...]

How'd you know I was talking about--

[oh no is it finally dawning on him

FINALLY

THIS FAR INTO THE CONVERSATION]

[chemeia]

[ GOOD JOB, ED. he gets the biggest eyeroll she can manage. ]

That's gotta be a record. Maybe Al's right.

[unerring]

[--GLKJSDFSLKDJF
wlekjrasdfgglkj

woeiurlaks--

sorry Ed isn't here right now please leave a message in his stupid fat gaping mouth

apparently pointing isn't rude either so enjoy that finger in your face god why are you associating with this loser]

[chemeia]

[ considering that was pretty much her reaction the first time she met a male version of herself, she'll let it slide.

but not without an exasperated sigh, a frustrated rub of her head, and then placing both hands firmly on her hips. ]

Geeze, would you calm down already?

[unerring]

Y-- YOU'RE, A--

[nope still

...having a moment, here, just. bear with him...]

[chemeia]

Girl? Yeah, and so what? So's Winry. And the Lieutenant. And Teacher. And General Armstrong. Why's it such a big deal that I'm a girl?!

[unerring]

[clearly there's a rational, logical explanation for this. so, Ed should analyze the situation, figure out what's happened and approach it with a similar vein of--]

The-- The HELL is going on here?!

[...well, no one could accuse him of possessing too much finesse at times like these.]

[chemeia]

[ oh. oh no he didn't. it's not supposed to go like this. why are boys so stupid?!

clearly there is only way to handle this... ]

DAMMIT, STOP YELLING!

[unerring]

Then START EXPLAINING! What the hell is going on with you?!

[chemeia]

I'm a GIRL! I've always BEEN a girl! I was BORN a girl! Our lives are the same except I was just born this way!

[unerring]

Th-- That's just--

--You CAN'T be--

...I'm a--

[yes starting forty times will clearly get the words out, Ed.]

[chemeia]

Why not? I can fight and do alchemy just as well as you can.

[unerring]

There's no way. There's just no way!

This is some kind of trick, right? There's no way our lives can be some kind of... parallel without only that detail being different!