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Discussion in 'Morhall' started by Roy Mustang, Feb 12, 2018.

  1. Roy Mustang

    Roy Mustang Fullmetal Alchemist

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    Race:
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    Age:
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    Date- 8th February, year 7
    Tags- @Alphonse Elric & @Edward Elric

    They'd arrived back at Morhall that morning and the first thing Roy had done was get Ed further medical attention once he had settled him in his bed. He'd watched as the medical staff at Morhall had treated the boy from the back of the room, he'd let them see to his own injuries only when the boy was comfortable, but for the moment he watched with his face smoothed into an unreadable mask while inside the uncomfortable feeling burned slowly through him. This was his fault, all of it was his fault, the boys should never of been sent out alone and Ed should never have found the vampire in the first place, Roy should of made sure Ed found information which had not led him into direct confrontation with the maniac who had caused him so much suffering.

    Only when Ed was settled in the bed, dosed up on all kinds of painkillers and a little sedated did he finally send for Al having wanted to protect you boy trapped in the large suit of armour from seeing just how destroyed his brother had been. Now though with Al sat on the chair he'd dragged in from the living room Roy felt only the bitterness of guilt and the anger at the vampires actions towards someone who was but a boy. He stood just inside the doorway of the room, wanting to give Al silent support but not quite sure how to go abut it other than by simply being there his face smoothed into its usual unreadable, brooding expression.

    Ed was showing signs that he may possibly be waking, so Roy was considering leaving, not wanting to intrude on the brother's reunion and so slowly, without a word he back stepped to the door where he stood a moment longer, making sure Ed truly was waking up before turning fully away. Vanishing into the main quarters of his apartment, thinking of ways to distract himself from his own guilt and anger but knowing that whatever he did he was likely to sink into that darkness whatever he did.
     
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  2. Edward Elric

    Edward Elric Fullmetal Alchemist

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    Age:
    16
    It was so hard for Edward to know what the hell was going on around him any more. He wasn't even fully aware if he was alive or dead. The spikes of pain that had only begun to subside more recently had told him he was indeed living, but then he seemed to have... fallen asleep? Not under his own doing though, definitely forced or rather, induced with drugs whilst the medical staff within Morhall had done their very best to see to his wounds and do whatever they could to make sure he stayed with the living. His head was bandaged after they had stitched up the wound at the back of his head, and there were other parts of his body that had required stitches.

    Bruises littered the teenager's body, cuts and his arm- Oh his arm... None of the medical staff could do anything about the damage to his nerves, simply taping the severed wires so they weren't a health risk to the boy. But his arm was in a pretty bad way, even Winry would wonder if she could have fixed it herself and not have asked for at least some help from Pinako.

    But even amongst the bouts of semi-consciousness, Edward never cried, he only kept on mumbling the same words, 'I'm sorry' like he had with Alphonse all those nights ago when they were still so young and fond of making those kinds of mistakes. Now as he was in a foreign bed, Edward laid motionless beside the soft, faint, rise and fall of his chest as he breathed. The small oxygen mask they had insisted on keeping irritated his nose and had the boy ultimately opening his eyelids, a drip fastened into his other arm as everything seemed very makeshift in the desperate attempt to keep Edward alive and well enough to see another day.

    Reaching his arm up, he weakly tried tugging at the mask over his nose and mouth, a small groaning sound coming from the boy as his patience ran thin and he managed to tug the damn thing low enough that he could cough in peace. It left him wheezing though, the internal damage to his body as plain as day with the sounds that came tumbling from Edward, so far from the strong young man he had proven himself to be so far.
    "I don't need this..." He stubbornly insisted, the mask now ledge half over his cheek and looking silly like that.

    But that was Ed for you.

    When he deemed turning his head hurt his neck too much, the bruise marks of Dracula's own hand still imprinted on the flesh there, Edward had simply settled for looking at his brother out of the corner of his eye instead.
    "Al..." The elder of the two begun, unsure of how much time he had before he was going to pass out again, but he tried reaching his arm out for his brother, wanting to just feel someone. So he called out again, his voice breaking but still refusing to cry, even now. How could he? He had let his little brother down.

    "Alphonse?"
     
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  3. Alphonse Elric

    Alphonse Elric Fullmetal Alchemist

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    Occupation:
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    Location:
    Resembool, Amestris
    Race:
    Human Soul
    Age:
    15
    Alignment:
    Neutral Good
    Alphonse had been sitting in the chair, motionless as he watched Edward sleep. He was bent over in his seat with his head hanging down, silent and deep in thought. It a position that might have hurt a regular person's back, but Al could stay like that forever if he wanted to. For as long as it took for his brother to wake up.

    He shouldn't have let him go off alone to Cascade Bay. Why did he let Ed talk him into staying behind? They barely separated back in Amestris, and Pandora was even more unpredictable and strange. He'd been pacing around Morhall for days, waiting for any news, only to have Edward come back in a state like this. Beaten and mangled. Some monster had done that to him and left him to die. Maybe if they'd been together, this wouldn't have happened at all. One of his gauntlets for hands shifted into a fist with a creak as the joints flexed.

    For the first time in a long while, he was truly angry.

    Alphonse looked up as Edward groaned and shifted to get the breathing mask off his face. Hestood up quickly and walked closer to the bed as Ed turned to look at him.

    "You're up...!" he said, getting on his knees by his side. Al touched Ed's arm and carefully pushed it back down again, but he let it rest there. "You don't have to move around right now, okay? I'm right here."
     
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