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[disembodied]

Winry! Zampano! Jerso! May! Scar! Can any of you hear me?

[ there's a cla-clank-clank in the background of this and a strange echo to the voice. The snapshot only captures flashes of forest and snow. ]

It's no good... we must have gotten separated somehow. But these wings, and the talking animals... this strange book. Just what is going on here?

[ PLUNK... PLUNK PLUNK PLUNK. CLUNK. ] Huh? [ the clanking stops. the journal's picking up on the loud, angry sounds of squirrels now. ] I-I'm sorry! I'm going now, you don't need to worry- [ CLUNKCLUNKCLUNKCLUNK! that actually hurts when you aim for the wings! ] Hey, stop throwing that!

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[ ACTION magic ]

[ahobby.livejournal.com]

[ with the craziness that follows the rest of that afternoon, al doesn't get a chance to touch the journal again. he means to. he wants to open it up and... just confirm that he's really hearing that voice and seeing that snapshot. but between racing away from angry rodents and getting brought up to speed on the state of the world, there isn't much time.

eventually, before he knows it, he's ducking through the front door of the house. ]

[ ACTION pizazz ]

[idkmybffroy.livejournal.com]

[ Hughes just so happens to be hanging in the living room at the moment- and by just so happens, I mean he's been sitting in there waiting for Al to turn up like a creeper. And well, he would recognize that armor anywhere.

Hedging a smile for the sake of smiling, because he's not entirely sure where things are standing between the two of them right now. ]

Welcome home. [ Temporary home, if you prefer to look at Luceti that way, but still a home. ]

[ ACTION glitter]

[ahobby.livejournal.com]

[ the dead can't come back. that was the first law. there was no substitute for a human soul, and any and all attempts had failed. they'd learned this over the course of their journey and- and there was no way that man should be standing in front of him.

but he is. ] Lt. Colonel... [ but it is him. and.

and i hope you don't mind this hug, man. he's not squishy and is big and metal. ]

[ ACTION other flashy...flashy thing ]

[idkmybffroy.livejournal.com]

[ oh dear god Alphonse now he probably knows what it would be like to get hugged by an Armstrong.

But, well. He understands. And once he's over the majority of having the wind knocked out of him, he'll do what he can to hug back without hitting the new wings. ]