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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2007 1:18 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2007 1:42 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2007 5:02 pm
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Brother... Sad worried eyes followed his sibling out of the room leaving Alphonse torn inside. He wanted to go after Edward... but the blonde girl still had his hand. Having 'grown up' essentially without a body he was more slow on the hormonal aspects of being a teenage boy than his brother. It was more that she was crying, and he was not quite sure how to tactfully withdraw his hand without making Illyana feel bad.
She had not yet noticed the other red-coated youth's departure from the room though her brothers had, their lupine ears flicking even lowered at the unmistakable creak of Ed's metal limbs thought neither knew the source other than it came from the diminutive blonde.
Illyana looked up at the dark haired man that was not her brother at first with a flare of angry reproof. Then suddenly it faded back into the tears. "It's not that easy. It's not..."
Blink. Only one of the red coated boys were there, and he had such a sad, disheartened and worried not to mention perplexed look on his face. She held his hand... no wonder she was feeling more calm. Someone holding her hand always made her feel better when she was dying, why not now when she was remembering it? "Oh no... I scared him away didn't I?"
She moved to rise -awkwardly for Alphonse as she had not released his fingers- but was stopped by a firm arm around her shoulders. Turning sad pleading eyes on her brother she was surprised to be met with firm denial. "Eat first, Illyana." "But..." "Eat."
"Eat." Mikhail joined in. Alphonse decided he should stay quiet for now. "You need your strength." Illyana frowned lightly, not quite ignoring him but not responding to him either. "A few bites maybe?" Three pairs of matching blue eyes flicked, agreement silently being made. Dutifully Illyana blew to cool then ate two quick bites.
"Eat for me now? I will catch up my one bowl to your 5 later, Piotr." There was sisterly love in her voice as she kissed his cheek. With a smile he nodded. Her blue eyes regarded Alphonse then. "Take me to him?" Soft. Gentle. A reference to how weak she was. Al gave her a shy, sweet smile. He wanted to go to his brother too, wanted to help her and... odd she still had not let go of his hand. Although he knew Ed often needed these moments of contemplation... "um... Sure."
The alchemist helped her out of the room trying to ignore the way her towering brothers intently watched. Catching the wall Illyana let go of Alphnose and used the wall to sit down, pulling her knees to her chin. Her short skirt covered everything essential... at least from the angles the Elrics could see at that moment. Not that Illyana was thinking about it really. "Я огорченн." She said softly, honest apology in her voice. Then sheepishly translated. "I'm sorry. I... you... that wasn't right of me..."
Alphonse shuffled his feet nervously, hands in his pockets just... hovering nearby -available if either his brother or Illyana wanted him for anything. It was almost too easy to picture Winry there instead of the Russian girl: both with long blonde hair & blue eyes, same height. Just for a moment though. This was different.
He wished Winry was here...
Of course if she where here the mechanic would probably be throwing wrenches at both Elrics for the state of Ed's automail. Alphonse was feeling terribly guilty. He should have said something. Done something. Noticed before now if nothing else...
He sighed inaudibly, his chest rising and falling as he watched the two seated on the floor with soft sad eyes.
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2007 5:21 pm
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Slumped against the wall with his head bowed, there was just the faintest of sighs as Alphonse and Illyana came out and joined him.
"You have no reason to apologize" he said softly, eyes downcast and looking at his gloved hands. "You didn't ask to be brought here, and you shouldn't have to suffer because of someone elses selfishness."
Edward scowled, "That idiot, Envy, in there is wrong. I can't bring myself to believe that this Djibril woman can just bring people to life, just like that, but if she can... it shouldn't be up to her to decide who comes back or not. Just because you're alive, doesn't mean you're better off, if you have to suffer. Just because someone has the will to live, doesn't mean they should be brought back at all."
His voice wavered slightly as he continued, "And that's why, we can't let her bring mom back, Al." If their mother had to go through a similar kind of mental pain as Illyana, Edward wouldn't be able to live with himself. It was hard to even admit that, but it was the truth. He had already caused his mother suffering at his own hands, and to have her be brought back again.. even if by someone else's own hands... he'd be just as guilty if he stood idly by.
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2007 5:45 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2007 5:54 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2007 7:21 pm
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Illyana blinked, stunned, at the tale as Alphonse squatted in front of his brother. She listened intently, part of her just amazed, the other part wondering what these Elric brothers would think of her tales... "I don't know, Brother..."
Over her shock she gave a small squeal of childish delight at the sight of Ed's automail, startling Alphonse. "Oh! You are part metal like brother Piotr!! Aiii!" Before she thought about it Illyana had her hand out of her glove & upon Ed's automail feeling it, her blue eyes bright with wonder. "It's so different! Not like Brother's! How very int..." Suddenly it dawned on her what she was doing and her hand snapping back to her leg, her blue eyes wide and her fair skin fully red with embarrassment. "I do not know your mother, tovarish... I can't guess what she would say. But... I think... any mother who could raise such caring boys ... well she must be wonderful, da? I am thinking, she must be loving you for loving her so very much you would risk everything for her."
Then an almost evil look of mischief flicked behind the blues. "But then she should swat you for risking your lives!"
Al yelped at the soft outburst after all the soothing things. How could she tease about that? But... he saw it in her eyes, in what she did not say. Her parents had died too. From what she said before... perhaps her parents had not wanted to live.
He had been listening to Ed too of course, until Illyana had made a fuss about Ed's automail & derailed him. It made so much sense to him now. Yes... he had always been... well it was difficult to find a word to describe it. Glad to have been saved from the gate but guilt/sorrow/grief at what his brother had sacrificed to keep his soul bound? And now... he still really wanted to find a way to get his brother's limbs back to the way he was before. Ed wouldn't like it if he said anything about it.
"Truthfully though, Tovarish, how could any mother not be proud of such fine sons!"
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2007 7:39 pm
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Edward was stunned, to put it mildly, as Illyana squeeled and grabbed his arm. Eyes wide and a bright red blush spreading across his entire face as she felt his automail. He couldn't feel with the limb, but still! Only Winry had ever shown such enthusiasm in his automail, and she was the one that built it. Truthfully, Edward missed Winry as well.
When Illyana finally let go, Edward just sat there in a stunned stupor for a few more moments until she started to speak once more. His expression turned melancholy once more, but thoughtful. He couldn't deny that she was a wonderful mother. However, a look of shock quickly flashed across his face at the sudden mischevious statement of swatting them!
When she had finished, Edward granted her a sad smile... for her words gave him something to think about, "Thanks" he said quietly. Certainly appreciative of her kind words. Would their mother be proud of them? He would certainly hope so.
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2007 8:47 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2007 10:46 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2007 11:05 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2007 11:24 pm
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"Heh, hope you like the food." Envy said mildly, moving out of their way.
He inquired, "I'll have to to go back to the infirmary soon enough, so if you guys need anything...?"
He was really curious as to exactly what had happened out there but he wasn't about to ask. He probably wouldn't understand it anyway, he decided. Heh. Odd humans.
In any case, the sheer distress he felt, anger and upset, from his link to Djibril as one of her Evil Voices, was quite.. interesting.
He wondered what Edward Elric had done to piss her off this badly? He was fairly sure that another raising would ensue. He wondered clinically who it would be this time?
As soon as these three and the Weasleys were tended to. Of course. They were already overworked as is. Thank goodness the Weasleys were still asleep and not such hasty wakers, otherwise, this place would have been far too crowded.
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Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2007 9:58 am
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Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2007 11:14 am
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Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2007 7:21 pm
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