This was stupid. Chasing off after a rumor of a magical spring was dangerous, and it was no wonder several people had already gotten themselves in trouble. Ed had, of course, offered to go in with a rescue team to help find some of these people - but that didn't mean he was happy about it.
"It doesn't make any sense to go off on your own, if you don't have the ability to protect yourself." He muttered, more to himself than the accompanying party. "If they're going to be stubborn enough to go off like this, they should have at least brought someone with them that could help! What the hell were they thinking?"
Edward may not be aware of the irony, considering his own stubborness. Even so, the alchemist knew how to protect himself, and if he was desperate enough to seek out this spring for an ailing friend, he would have put together a party that could survive the trip.
ii.
[I didn't have any ideas for an opening for this one, but if there's any interest feel free to tag in! Ed's good for helping the guards.]
iii.
If there was anything Ed could appreciate, it was a free meal. Going without wasn't too uncommon where he'd come from, so there was almost no hesitation at the thought of all this food available to eat.
Almost. Edward had learned a few things before coming to this place, and one of them was that the powers in charge had a tendency to enjoy messing with citizens. It was possible the food was tampered with, or all some other sort of trick and that had become Ed's new normal.
Thus, it wasn't until he determined that he didn't have an option that he gave in, to partake in some of what was available. As others boasted about the foods they came across that they had always wanted to try or were a favorite growing up, he decided his safest bet was to go for things others were already eating - with no evidence of the food being anything more than just that.
Soon he was participating right along with everyone else, finding food from his own world that he may not have had in years, and listening in about dishes from the other patrons.
iv.
Ed's very simple, living outside of a suitcase most of his life. He's gone without for so long, he has a tendency to prefer the necessities over much else.
v.
a.
[The feed comes on to one Edward Elric scowling at the device as if thoroughly unamused.]
What is this, some kind of a joke? How the hell does this keep happening?
[A pause, before he seems to realize he is recording. Right, down to business.]
All right, who can answer a few questions that's been here awhile?
b.
Ed will mod his strictly for work, at least on first arrival - but feel free to respond with whatever.
FRIENDR
Edward Elric
INTERESTED IN: Any SEEKING: Work ABOUT ME: Open to odd jobs, mostly repair work.
vi.
write your own; or alternately I'm still open to doing these tags as well.
Edward Elric | Fullmetal Alchemist [CRAU]
This was stupid. Chasing off after a rumor of a magical spring was dangerous, and it was no wonder several people had already gotten themselves in trouble. Ed had, of course, offered to go in with a rescue team to help find some of these people - but that didn't mean he was happy about it.
"It doesn't make any sense to go off on your own, if you don't have the ability to protect yourself." He muttered, more to himself than the accompanying party. "If they're going to be stubborn enough to go off like this, they should have at least brought someone with them that could help! What the hell were they thinking?"
Edward may not be aware of the irony, considering his own stubborness. Even so, the alchemist knew how to protect himself, and if he was desperate enough to seek out this spring for an ailing friend, he would have put together a party that could survive the trip.
[I didn't have any ideas for an opening for this one, but if there's any interest feel free to tag in! Ed's good for helping the guards.]
If there was anything Ed could appreciate, it was a free meal. Going without wasn't too uncommon where he'd come from, so there was almost no hesitation at the thought of all this food available to eat.
Almost. Edward had learned a few things before coming to this place, and one of them was that the powers in charge had a tendency to enjoy messing with citizens. It was possible the food was tampered with, or all some other sort of trick and that had become Ed's new normal.
Thus, it wasn't until he determined that he didn't have an option that he gave in, to partake in some of what was available. As others boasted about the foods they came across that they had always wanted to try or were a favorite growing up, he decided his safest bet was to go for things others were already eating - with no evidence of the food being anything more than just that.
Soon he was participating right along with everyone else, finding food from his own world that he may not have had in years, and listening in about dishes from the other patrons.
Ed's very simple, living outside of a suitcase most of his life. He's gone without for so long, he has a tendency to prefer the necessities over much else.
a.
[The feed comes on to one Edward Elric scowling at the device as if thoroughly unamused.]
What is this, some kind of a joke? How the hell does this keep happening?
[A pause, before he seems to realize he is recording. Right, down to business.]
All right, who can answer a few questions that's been here awhile?
b.
Ed will mod his strictly for work, at least on first arrival - but feel free to respond with whatever.
write your own; or alternately I'm still open to doing these tags as well.