1st Transmutation

[unexculpable]

[Ok, this whole books talking to him thing was really, really weird and he did not like it at all, but he didn't have much of a choice when it came to forms of communication. He had done a bit of exploring, tried to figure out just where he was while looking for Al. Hell, he was looking for anyone familiar. Clearly he was not succesful because the voice coming from the journal is loud and very, very irritated.]

First thing's first. I'm looking for my little brother. His name is Alphonse Elric, goes by Al. He's hard to miss, wears a big suit of armor. If any of you know where I can find him I'd appreciate it.

[He takes a deep breath.]

Alright, I have questions and I want answers. Now.

[Listen and be amazed as the tone of his voice goes from irritated to pissed off in less than .001 seconds.]

WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?

Comments

[unexculpable]

Thanks, I appreciate it.

You've been here for six months and no one's managed to figure out how to go home?

[modernholmes]

Some people have been two years and more. In all that time there has not been a single clue to the method behind this. [A fact that still iritated him. Conan was not accustomed to cases capable of stalling him for this long.]

[unexculpable]

Two years? Seriously?

[modernholmes]

Quite possibly more.