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[armoured]

This is the IC inbox for Alphonse Elric at Snowblind.

Network name: @LELRIC

This is the place to contact Al over the Network. Contact by voice, text, or video is all perfectly acceptable, and there is no need to plot with me prior to posting in this inbox.

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[croi]

[All conclusions he reached a few days ago. This is why Norfinbury needs communication. This. Is. Why.

Also, all of this would've been more dramatic if he didn't already have this conversation, like, a week ago (which, by the way, makes him wonder how come so many people seem to know all about this thing which you'd think would be a huge secret, just saying) but he's still going to leave a thoughtful pause here, because, again, this would explain why Al seemed so...upset...and yet...okay with his condition (which was like a bad STD: as long as the rash was getting treated nobody needed to know what was happening down there.)]

Anything that gives you that idea besides resurrections or is that it?

[armoured]

Yeah.

[The way his voice twists makes it obvious that this is a subject that makes him deeply uncomfortable on numerous levels.]

That we're here at all makes me think there's an alchemist using a philosopher's stone. When-- An alchemist who commits human transmutation opens a portal, I think that might be how we're all being brought here.

[croi]

[Yeah, being unable to access one's power would do that to a Magi, which is what category he's tentatively mentally reslotted Al into. The uncertainty of an unfamiliar situation and the lack of power which they prided themselves on...]

I can't imagine what your world is like if this happens as often as it sounds like it does.

[Or to put it another way, does Al have a legit way of knowing about this?]

[armoured]

It doesn't happen often! Most alchemists only think the philosopher's stone is a legend or a theory...

[Although, he can't deny that the amount of stones in use has dramatically increased recently due to Father and the homunculus.]

I only know about it because my brother and I were researching... ways to achieve something with alchemy. Our research led us to the stone and then to uncovering what it was and what it did.

[He sighs, he still feels sick thinking about it. They had been so hopeful, and the hunt for the stone had consumed them for years.]

I almost wish I still didn't know what it really was. Someone once told us that the philosopher's stone was the devil's research, and he was right. Nothing like that should ever have been made.

[croi]

...right.

[This was the diplomatic way of saying, "Magi gotta magi and you have such an intimate knowledge of genocide rocks: how they're produced, what they do, and so on. As you try to accomplish...something."]

So, if we find one of these I take it we should let you know so you can dispose of it?

[armoured]

I don't even think I could dispose of a philosopher's stone here.

[He sighs, that's really not a comforting thought.]

Besides, I don't even want to touch one if I can help it. Ed and I promised that we would never use one, not after we learned what they were made from, and it's impossible to destroy one without using up its power first.

[Like when a homunculus was defeated.]

I guess if you do find one... let me know, but there's no reason why you shouldn't keep hold of it and guard it against use yourself.

[croi]

I'll keep that in mind.

Looks like Zack's ready to move on, kid. [aka: he's going to hang up in a second.]

[armoured]

[He's still a little caught up in the discussion, especially knowing that Lancer somehow had no body before being here, so it takes him a moment to pull back from that.]

R-Right. I guess I'll talk to you some more another time.

[He tries to inject it with a friendly note, before he's just hanging up to go and think this through.]