001 Enter the Alchemist

[snacklist]

[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

[noblefive]

Like I said. It's been 30 years. Only so long a man can hold a grudge.

[snacklist]

Mm. Moving forwards is the best thing anyone can do.

[noblefive]

... How old are you? If you don't mind me asking...

[snacklist]

I'm fifteen, and Brother is sixteen.

[noblefive]

You sound mature for fifteen.

[snacklist]

Really? You think so!

[You are his new best friend for life, considering he has the voice of a ten year old.]

[noblefive]

Well, there's not many fifteen-year-olds who can preach morality like you. I'm impressed.

[snacklist]

[His Mom taught him well.]

Thanks.

[noblefive]

You've been interesting to talk to, Alphonse.

[This has been one of the best conversations he's had]

[snacklist]

Mm, you too. I hope we can talk again soon.

[noblefive]

Any time. It's not like I can do much around here yet, besides training.

[snacklist]

Training for what?

[noblefive]

Well, I don't have any of my weapons, so I've been practicing my hand-to-hand. Can't afford to be rusty.

[snacklist]

Right!

[Good policy, he'll make sure to find another sparring partner while he was here too.]

[noblefive]

'course, that's a bit hard for me to do.

[snacklist]

Why?

[noblefive]

A punch from me can kill someone. Easily.

[snacklist]

O-Oh.

[Maybe he should work on his control then...]

[noblefive]

Yeah. And it's not really fun when I have to dial back my power to give someone a fair fight. Getting in and out of my armour is a pain, too.

[snacklist]

Maybe you could practice out of your armour? Make it more informal and less intensive?

[noblefive]

Suppose so. Like I said, it's a pain to get in and out of it. Should take fifteen minutes with the right help.

[That's with a squad of UNSC techies on hand]

[snacklist]

Wow... that must be some armour.

[noblefive]

It's special, yeah. I won't get into all the systems and sub-systems that run all the parts.

[snacklist]

Wow, it sounds amazing.

[noblefive]

It's saved my life a fair few times.