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

[forfeits]

... are you saying I'm small enough, so you could easily hide my body? Is that what you're saying, Al, huh?

[ never mind the rather incessant twitching in his eye, Ed bristles in his place under the covers, giving his younger brother a very pointed look. ]

Then everyone would think you really were the Full Metal Alchemist, and I was just the pipsqueak younger brother with stunted growth after all...

[ oh, if he could cry at the inhumanity of it all, he would. ] So unfair, Al.

[armoured]

No, I'm saying that I don't have a scary face like you do, so nobody will think I'm capable of committing such a crime.

[He chuckles to himself, ignoring the bristling of Ed under the blankets.]

Besides, you're getting bigger.

[forfeits]

My face isn't scary! Why would you say something like that, huh? Huh?!

[ he huffs, though his anger does seem to cool relatively quickly at the comment about his height. ]

You really think so? [ and for all of his dramatics, Edward's smile is even for a change, genuine, as though the darkness of the journey and past is forgotten for the moment. ] I guess I'll keep you around then. I debated taking you to the antique shop, you know, can't have you making me look too little. But since I'm getting bigger... maybe it's not necessary. [ he reaches out his flesh hand, pressing his palm to the armor's shoulder. ]

You know, Al, I think we'll be okay. We'll make it.

[armoured]

Mm.

[He reaches down and rests his fingers over Ed's, gentle and careful. He wishes that he could feel through the metal and fabric of his body, he would give anything in the world just to have the sensation of touching his brother's hand right now.]

I know we will, I've never doubted it. You're the most determined person I know, you're the reason we'll make it.

[forfeits]

[ so maybe Al can't feel it, but that doesn't change the fact that it's his brother in there, after all. that his brother's soul is fused to the metal. he'll treat him like his brother all the same. he squeezes the shoulder, even if it only means gripping metal. ]

Don't say that, Al. We'll make it together. It won't be any other way. [ he's doing this for Al, mostly, after all, and Al keeps him grounded, makes him human. he needs that. ]

Besides, someone's gotta make sure I don't fall apart... [ he hadn't realized how tired he was, but every day that passes his body feels heavier and more tired, worn. his eyes are slipping shut long before he means for them to, the grip on the metal shoulder going slack. ]