001 Enter the Alchemist

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[Sometime after the initial panic of finding himself in a strange place where books talked at you when you opened them, there were no Homunculi or anyone familiar at all, and... everything ever; much later at night after things have started to sink in, there is a polite sounding voice over the journals after a self conscious throat clearing.]

Good evening! My name is Alphonse Elric and... do any you know Brother? His name is Edward and he's the... [little] ...alchemist with a red coat.

[What more can he really say? This is still so overwhelming and ridiculous.]

...I hope I can meet you all in person soon, talking over... a book seems a bit impersonal for a first meeting. [And then, in case that made anyone think he didn't want to talk now, he hastily added:] But it's nice to meet you anyway.

[ooc: Open to all]

Comments

[modernholmes]

You just said it, right?

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Said what?

[He is the worst at lying, sounding horribly guilty.]

[modernholmes]

The philosopher's stone. Why would you mention something like that?

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The 'magic' here, it sounds like something the philosopher's stone could do.

[modernholmes]

Why?

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It's really not important, don't worry about it!

[modernholmes]

Why is that?

[Telling Conan not to investigate something was usually a bad idea. It just made him want to know more.]

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Because you said it's not here, right? So there's no need to worry about something that's not even here.

[Except Al thinks it is, and he will be investigating this.]