Open RP Post

[armoured]

If you would like to play with Alphonse, whether we have met or not, please feel free to respond to this post using any of options provided.

General/Fluff
1. First meetings
2. Both guests at a third person's party
3. Dinner date
4. Broken down train or bus
5. Lost and needing directions
6. Cake in the rain

Sad/Serious
1. Injured (either you or Al)
2. Nightmares
3. Remembering bad memories
4. Fighting overwhelming odds
5. Fighting each other
6. Confessing dark secrets

Random/Wildcard
Any other scenario is welcome, I will roll with it.

Comments

[braided_icarus]

He can wait. Besides, this is a city, way more trains coming through than back at Resembool. We'll just catch whichever one comes next one we find this damned station. We already have a map, it shouldn't be this hard. We don't need to bother anyone else, Al.

[People were staring enough as it is at this kid and suit of armour clanking around alongside him as it was without adding to that. It's just part of their -- or rather, Ed's, assignments now that they sometimes get sent off on military duties. Explaining they got lost to Roy would only have the Colonel that much more insufferably smug about the country bumpkin kids he got lumped with, more ammo to tease Ed with. Like hell he's giving Roy that satisfaction. It was a wonder in itself that Ed had the foresight enough to at least figure a map of sorts before storming out of his office, really.]

[armoured]

Mm.

[The agreement is not very enthusiastic. Al would much prefer to go to one of the nice people passing by and ask them politely for directions, but he'll go with Ed's STUPID decision for now.]

Let me see the map, maybe you're looking at it wrong?

[braided_icarus]

What, you think I'm looking at it upside down or something?

[Pointedly ignoring the pauses and staring at his huffing and outbursts in response as he reluctantly hands Al the map. Let him try figure it then. Al has much more patience and a much clearer head than Ed, in any case. Not so frustrated and stubborn or so. Competitive with Mustang to have that bias and annoyance on top of it all.

Really, it's a wonder Ed gets anywhere if he had to leave Al behind. It's lucky the military let his brother tag along like this.]

[armoured]

Of course that's not what I th--

[Al takes the map. Al looks at the map. Al turns the map the other way up as subtly as possible.]

Um, I think we should go this way.

[braided_icarus]

Not what you thought? Sure it wasn't.

[Subtle, Al. Really. But regardless, Ed isn't entirely too busy glaring at some bystander that's staring that he ignores noticing Al shift the map the right way up. Almost peeved enough that he doesn't immediately set off. At least, not without thumping an auto-mail fist at Al's chest, the resounding clang possibly making some nearby start in surprise amid the chatter of conversation and sounds of footfall.]

Fine. If you say so.

[armoured]

[Al is utterly engrossed in the map and barely even notices the people jumping at the surprising sound of metal on metal. Something seems wrong here...]

Wait a minute, Brother.

[He holds the map up and then looks around, turns ninety degrees and does the same... and again... and again. Yeah, something is definitely wrong here.]

I don't think we're even on the map any more.

[braided_icarus]

Al, what are you--how do I know you're not reading it wrong?

[Clearly this is a much more likely possibility than them getting completely lost with Ed's navigational skills at least just this once. Obviously. He all but huffs as he almost half climbs up to get a look at the map himself as well.

Glares at it. Surely this can't be......right. None of those street names seem familiar as ones they had passed. Did they miss one to turn off at somewhere earlier? Or had they been given an old, inaccurate map?]

W-wait....this is?

[armoured]

[Not only that, but the main road on the map which supposedly leads to a station, would be right through a tiny butcher's shop if they were actually where they meant to be.

Al sighs. It's a small, weary, patient sort of sigh.]

I told you we were going the wrong way back at that fountain with the weird statue in the middle of it. Why don't you ever listen to me, Brother?

[braided_icarus]

That doesn't matter now, Al. I'm listening now if you think of any other bright ideas outside the map to get us there before the next train.

[Of course. Of course Ed brushes off the complaints about his not listening to Al. Because that's totally not the point right here and now, not when they're supposedly on a time limit of sorts at least. Even if it might be true and he totally could stand to pay more attention to Alphonse than he does at times. Ed's just stubborn, really.]

[armoured]

Oh, I don't know, Brother. How about we ask someone?!

[Al wasn't usually given to fits of sarcasm, but he is quite frustrated right now. If they'd just asked someone sooner, maybe they wouldn't be in this position now. They're going to miss the train, get told off by Colonel Mustang, and everything will go wrong in a knock on effect.]

[braided_icarus]

Go ahead then, if you really want. Don't blame me if you get some other tourist just as new to this place.

[Because of course he has to be difficult and huffy over it. Simply because this is Ed and that's what he does with the most simple, mundane things. The way he figures it, the later he puts off getting back to Central, the later he puts off meeting Roy again. The longer he goes without seeing that smug face, those teasing remarks the better in his opinion.]