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]

[no there's a terrible flaw in his plan HOW HAS THIS HAPPENED ALREADY...]

...There's no way I'd leave you behind. [or let Al go without him? what would this be? :(]

[snacklist]

I know, Brother.

[He reaches out and lays a hand on Ed's shoulder.]

Whatever's there, we can face it together.

[unerring]

[Ed is nodding. of course; there's no doubt in his mind that they'd make it through -- especially together, but...]

Ugh... This is just a huge waste! [...doesn't mean he can't whine about it

incessantly. he sure doesn't like being forced into this, either.] We don't have time for distractions...

[snacklist]

[He agrees on that part at least, he doesn't want to delay their efforts, and his shoulders sag for a moment with a sad little clank. But it only lasts a second before he's lifting his head with determination and optimism!]

Maybe we'll find something useful there, Brother. Or find another way to restore our original bodies.

[unerring]

[sad clank is sad...

Ed is glancing towards Al at the sound of his helmet lifting, and he doesn't need to see his brother's expression to know what kind of face he'd be making if he could. heh... he knuckles the chest cavity of the armor with a grin.]

Hey, now you're onto something! A new world has different rules, right? Maybe there's a new way we haven't considered before!

[snacklist]

Mm!

I bet we find people there who know all sorts of things, maybe even stuff we don't have in Amestris.

[Ways to do it without a philosopher's stone...]

[unerring]

[exactly where his head is going, brother.]

Hell yeah! Better make sure your research muscles aren't rusty, Al. [well he went with rusty but

the muscles part falls flat but let's just look that over okay you know what he means]

[snacklist]

[What even... It's sad Al knows what he's talking about and chuckles.]

There's no rust on me!

[Then he... bangs on his chest cheerily in demonstration.]

[unerring]

[HAHA they are so stupid watch Ed laugh too...]

Been a long time since we had to pull an all-nighter, huh? [well, looking things up together anyway. every night is an all-nighter for Al, hm :(]

[snacklist]

[He won't mention that, he knows what Ed means and he doesn't begrudge his brother needing to sleep.]

Mm. Maybe they'll have whole libraries there, full of new things to try.

[unerring]

Kinda miss the good ol' library smell, now you mention it...

[heh.]

Least we'll be busy, right Al? [he's not giving up 'til he gets your body back, no matter where it'll be, so just wait a little longer...]

[snacklist]

[They'll cry when they find out this town has no library...]

Right!

[Brofist is now!]

But you'll have to be really careful of your automail, Winry won't be there to fix it.

[unerring]

[they form the best plans that result in failure and tears.

OH BROFIST LET'S DO THIS IT'S ON NOW]

...Yeah ... she'd probably kill me if I had to resort to an emergency mechanic, too, huh? [he says this with the look that suggests

>fucking up automail
>inevitable]

[snacklist]

I know I wouldn't want to be the one telling Winry that you let someone else touch her automail.

[If this happens, remind him to be in Xing. Or somehow even further away.]

[unerring]

...

[why are you making him think about this scenario? his head hurts and there isn't a wrench nearby to speak of yet...]

[snacklist]

I'm scared, Brother.

[unerring]

It's-- okay. It's okay. She doesn't have to find out, Al. ...Right? Yeah, yeah...

[who is he kidding he knows they're doomed...

[snacklist]

Can't you just not break your automail in the first place?!

[Then they wouldn't need to lie to Winry. HE CAN'T LIE TO WINRY, ED.]

[unerring]

Do you think I do it on purpose?!

[NO AL NO HE CAN'T HELP IT IF HE REPEATEDLY AND RECKLESSLY DESTROYS HIS AUTOMAIL!!!]

[snacklist]

[His own voice is getting loud and shrill in return.]

But I can't lie to Winry, Brother! And she'll know if someone else has touched it. Then we'll both be in trouble...

[unerring]

[and Ed's is loud and shrilly melodramatic in return...]

Then what do you want me to SAY, Al?! It looks like we better write out pretty amazing wills because the BOTH of us are going to be kissing our asses goodbye!!

[snacklist]

Why should I have to take the blame too?! It's not my automail!

[No way, Brother, he's not going down for this!!!]

[unerring]

What, you'd just LEAVE me to deal with her all by myself?! ALPHONSE!

[snacklist]

But she's scary, Brother.

[unerring]

So's going through life with a WRENCH permanently infused into your skull!