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thisavrou_log2016-05-01 09:04 pm
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Entry tags:
- *event,
- all about j: j,
- danger days killjoys: the girl,
- death note: l (crau),
- mass effect: clone shepard,
- mcu: wanda maximoff,
- metal gear: kazuhira miller,
- mushishi: ginko,
- npc | ben,
- npc | thán,
- red vs blue: agent texas,
- star wars: luke skywalker,
- star wars: rey,
- tron: rinzler (crau),
- undertale: frisk,
- undertale: mettaton,
- x-men movies: peter maximoff
( may event log )
Who: Everyone
When: May 1st and on
Where: The Moira + Amissis-Re
What: The crew finds themselves visiting the very barren planet of Amissis-Re.
Warnings:None, but please label your content!
When: May 1st and on
Where: The Moira + Amissis-Re
What: The crew finds themselves visiting the very barren planet of Amissis-Re.
Warnings:None, but please label your content!
E V E N T L O G |
"the trees rustle in the evening when we stand uneasy before our own thoughts."
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[Fiora isn't really accusing him, she's not being confrontational - but the disbelief is apparent in her voice. Finally, they're at the top of the ridge, and she stops and turns to face him.]
Listen... you don't have to tell me if you really don't want to. But I know that isn't the truth. You got a big birthmark on your face or something? I'm not going to judge. A hunk of scrap like me is the last person who's going to judge you.
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[He feels awful now, especially when she refers to herself as scrap. He doesn't want her to feel ashamed of herself, but how can he tell her not to be when he's being so hypocritical hiding things?]
It's complicated, you might-- you might freak out if I showed you.
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I know you, and I know you're kind, and gentle. I'm not going to be afraid.
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I am human, I am-- it's just...
[He replaces his helmet to explain.]
In alchemy there's a principle that everything else is built on, that's equivalent exchange. It's the rule that you can't take more than you give, what you create has to be of equal value to the components. That's why there are-- there are things it's forbidden for an alchemist to do. One of those is human transmutation, creating life.
But my brother and I, we thought we could do it anyway. We thought maybe it wouldn't matter if we broke that rule just the once. We didn't want to do anything terrible, we just wanted to see our Mom smile again after she died. So we tried-- we had all the ingredients that make up a human body, but we couldn't pay the price for her soul.
[His voice grows softer, slight break in the words.]
The transmutation rebounded on us and took the price that way. Brother lost his leg, and I lost my entire body. I would have died, but Ed gave up his arm to bind my soul to this suit of armour in order to save my life.
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But the last thing she is expecting is... nothing at all. When the helmet is gone and there's nothing inside the armor but darkness and air, her smile fades into an agape mouth. The only thing that sticks out even remotely is some kind of stamp on the inside of his neck guard. What is this...?
By the end of the story, she's feeling very, very foolish.]
Oh... oh, dear...
[Desperately, she steps closer to Al and holds up her hands pleadingly.] I am so sorry. I didn't... If I knew it was so - personal, and serious, I wouldn't have asked at all. Alphonse, really, I'm sorry.
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It's okay.
[He reaches out a hand to lay on her shoulder.]
We're going to make it right, we're going to find a way to get both of our original bodies back. Maybe we'll even find something out here on the Moira with all the knowledge from other worlds, huh?
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[This time, she smiles at the hand on her shoulder and covers it with her own. It feels wrong for him to be comforting her, but maybe that's just how Al deals with it. Fiora can relate if that's the case.]
Well... speaking of...
[Her eyes dart to the side, looking beyond Al's massive bulky body and up at the sky. With her other hand, she points.]
...Now that you're here, we can see the Mechonis. How's that for other world knowledge?
[Far, far, far in the distance is an indescribably massive figure, its image slightly obstructed by clouds and the glare of the sunset.]
That's where the metal half of me is from.