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[VIDEO .003 | username edward.elric]

Has anyone noticed the message board at headquarters?

[Yes, he's talking about the Perimeter Guard missions.]

I've had a really bad feeling lately, and my suspicions are that I'm not alone on this one.

[He knows how touchy some people can be about saying against this place, but Ed and gods didn't mix well. He spent too much of his life denying their existence just to spend five years under the power of them, or at least beings claiming to be them - and if he eventually could convince himself they weren't, he'd be much happier. That didn't mean he wanted a repeat of that.]

Some of the stuff going on recently has been a little too familiar for my liking, and if there's any possibility that some sleeping god is behind it, I'm going to go check it out.

[It's not easy spending your life afraid of glitter, okay. Between the carnival, the glitter, the sudden influx of people - which he's learned just began a few months ago - this place was starting to look suspiciously like a certain other event in his life. Even if he's wrong, he doesn't even want to chance that this thing waking up is going to change the dynamic everyone had grown so used to here.

If it being asleep is what's causing the portal to function the way it is, though? He doesn't want to kill or destroy it, either. In his experience that would send most people, if not everyone, home - and a lot of the residents here didn't want that. If he was being honest, himself included.]

[ooc: Chloe and Ed are at it again, Chloe will have a log up sometime next week to get this plot going. In the meantime, Ed's suspicions are super high and no one else cares so he's none too happy, atm. I will be throwing up a public plurk for plotting and discussion, and linking it here ~~once I've put it up~~.]

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[ Jay was at work, so, its easy to see he's in his perimeter guard uniform. As he holds his phone up like he's snapping a selfie. Mostly to try and look like he didn't get video chats as well as he did. Still trying to hide himself. ]

In his house at R'lyeh, dead Cthulhu waits dreaming.

[ Jason spoke, almost in a deadly serious tone. A sleeping god put the old HP Lovecraft stories to mind. ]

You want some back up Ed?

[WTF, Jay. Just... WTF. Ed quirked an eyebrow, pretty much debating if he was being mocked right now, but then Jay spoke again.]

Well, I wouldn't say no to an offer. No idea what's even out there at this point.

[ That quirked eyebrow got one returned. ]

Tell me you know what I was quoting Ed... Don't let me down on this.

[ He shook his head as soon as he said before shrugging. ]

I'm not scared of whatever's out there. Count me in, when I get in tonight we can talk shop if you want.

No idea.

[This is said fairly flatly.]

Sounds like a plan, we'll figure it out.

I wish the books here were not wrong. But, anyway, I'll be home in an hour or so. You going to Still be there?

Wrong...?

[He's still salty about the internet thing with Chloe, even "accurate" pages being a nightmare from his perspective. Not books, too....]

I'm not going anywhere, what's wrong with the books here?

I've read most of the books you've likely seen me reading around the room more times than I can count in my life. And I can tell you shit's wrong in every version I've found here. Name's changed, one had communicators in Victorian England. It's weird, I have some notes compiled already because I could let one go, but it's been about seven different books now. Also, I'm gonna switch to text until I get home.

Just so no one says shit to me.

Don't worry about it, we can talk when you get back.

[The last thing they need is one less person paying bills on their floor, and even if that wasn't an issue, he didn't want anyone to risk getting fired over something they could talk about in person.]

[ It was closer to an hour and a half later when Jason made his way onto the floor. As always he made his way towards his bed to ditch his bag into the trunk by his bed and picking up the book that he had left on his pillow that morning, placing it under his arm. It was only then that he walked back from the beds to find Edward. ]

Hey Ed, I'm home! [ He called out.]

[By the time Jason got back from work, Al had gone back to his book and Ed was dealing with replies on the network. When he came out to the communal part of the floor, he'd find the Elrics on a couch. Ed lowered his device, glancing up at the sound of the other's voice.]

We're in here! A few others seem interested in joining us to check this thing out, so we won't be going alone.

[Unless Jay protested that point, anyway.]

I'm just planning to look into it, for now. We might figure something out about this thing that helps us understand it... It might be harmless, it might need our help, or it might be dangerous.

It's hard to know without getting as much information as possible, first.

[ Jason sat the book down and took a seat on one of the chairs, the one he tended to favor when he read. He was still dressed in his Guard uniform as he sat down giving both a nod in greeting. Still completely amused to know he lives on a floor with honest to god alchemists. It was cool and he would fight anyone that argued it. ]

That sounds good I guess. The more the more you may find out.

[ He didn't work well with others a lot of the time but this was mysterious enough that he would try to behave for awhile. ]

If it's dangerous you both will stand behind me and let me worry about it. I'll bring everything I have just in case, but if its reconnaissance we might not have to worry.

Edited 2017-07-22 03:24 (UTC)

[Ed could understand that, he never worked well with anyone except Al until Purg. There wasn't much of a choice there, you worked with what you had (each other) or you didn't make it in that place.

He hadn't had Al, but he did have other friends - people that met him before he ever arrived, who claimed they knew him, somehow. After awhile of staying there that sort of thing became a common enough occurrence that he started to understand it, himself.

At the last part Ed made a face, he might be used to working in teams but he certainly wasn't used to taking orders.]

We can handle ourselves.

[That was a tad defensive. They weren't going in a group so that one person could shoulder all of the responsibility. Four years in the military and fighting homunculi followed by four years in Purg was one hell of a resume, even if that last year in Attollo was a bit cushy in comparison.]

We're not on the Guard for no reason, you know. We have experience fighting.

Be that as it may, because I am not questioning if you can. I am saying that your research is important and this is close enough to what I do to be of some actual use here. If some god tries to kill you out there, take it from someone whose died, it suck's a lot.

[ It had been awhile since he he had casually mentioned his death, it used to be such habit that he didn't even blink as he said it. He couldn't help but fall a bit into order giving, somehow he usually fell into the lead of whatever group he ended in, but he was always questioned due to his morally gray nature. He wasn't bothered that they could handle themselves it was actually a bit of a relief. ]

I assumed that, look. Someone I used to know used to say, you may not be the strongest or best, but you can always be the most prepared. That can make the difference in a lose and a victory. Your research is important, if their is a sleeping god out there, god only knows what we are up against. Chuthlu in his mythos drives people mad. Other gods just eat mother fuckers. It's more a keep an open mind and be prepared to do whatever it takes to survive.

[ Then he shrugged a bit. ]

[Have a confused look, Jason because Ed has never separated his research from his ability to fight. It's never occurred to him before to put research before action, so this concept actually takes a moment for him to really absorb.]

Trust me, I know.

[Ed wouldn't be stupid enough to think dying was a cake walk, even if he hadn't experienced it himself, but talking about it always reminded him that he was just going home to do it again, and honestly he could think of about a million reasons to put that off for as long as possible.]

Right, right.... I'm not looking to get into any trouble here. We're just looking around.

[For now.

He can tell Jason's going to be stubborn about this, but as stubborn as Ed was, he was also famous for agreeing to what other people want to hear just to ease their minds.

Letting Jay think he's going to protect them was hardly any worse than the number of times he lied to the military, or even his own brother, when it was necessary.]

[ Ed didn't live with the Bat. As much as Jason tries to pretend he could care less he still lives by a lot of what he learned from the man. Being prepared meant the difference between life and death sometimes. ]

Good, as long as we are crystal clear.

[ He would be stubborn, but eventually he would ease up. ]

When do you want to head out?

[Jay's lucky he's dealing with an older Ed that can understand that concept, and not go rushing into things as readily as his past self might have. He might not be wholly removed from those habits, but he had improved... some.]

I'm going to submit it to the Guard, to see if we can't get away with it being a work related assignment. It might take a few days to get out there and back, even if all goes well - we don't want anyone getting fired for going AWOL.

[He paused, as if considering something before muttering.]

Sometime after that stupid dance, probably. If it gets approved as work related, I'm thinking Monday would be best. That'll give everyone a day to recover.

[From all the drinking, dancing and fun they were having. Or in Ed's case sheer death by embarrassment.]

[ It's okay Ed, Jay's still working on that to. Never trust when he says he has a plan on a whim. ]

That's smart, getting paid to explore sounds like it has it's perks. Gives me time to get some more ammo to just in case things go sideways out there.

[ One could never be to prepared.]

Yeah, Monday sounds good. I think we will all need a day if it's going to be the big deal people are saying it will be.

[Ed doesn't trust anyone's whims entirely, but he's also not quick to judge so - not sure the success rate on that suggestion will be very good.]

I have a habit of getting paid for my own means.

[He might be smirking at that, four years in the military getting paid to hunt down the Philosopher's Stone? Nothing compared to actually making your personal interests the reason you're getting paid. Ed could get real comfortable here.]

Never underestimate anything in these places. Especially things that probably involve hundreds of people in attendance.

[A beat.]

Yeah, stock up. I'm not looking to get into any trouble, but... if it comes we'll be ready.

[ Only the future would bring whatever comes of whim plans and such. ]

Smart man. [ He thought of Roy in that moment. And his stupid 'Rent-A-Bat' idea. That was a shit storm, but he didn't have Kickback money here so, he would take what he could get. It's not like he had found drug lords to shot in the face yet. Keyword was yet.]

I always aim to be ready. Maybe I could get my hands on a few flash grenades. It may not be needed but they could always come in handy.

[ He muttered before leaning down in his chair and started to unzip the sides of his boots to pull them off.]

Are you going to the party?

[He watches Jay as he starts to remove his boots, shrugging a shoulder.]

I don't have a choice, Yuffie somehow talked me into it and Al signed me up for the damn auction.

[He can probably feel the distaste in the air, but Ed doesn't look toward his brother at the comment.]

[ He took what Ed said as he didn't have to worry about heading back out any time soon. ]

Ahh, yeah I got signed up for that shit to. I don't know who signed me up but its for charity so whatever.

[ He's a lying liar, he signed himself up. But he will deny it forever.]

It wont be that bad, hell its a chance to dress to the nines and go and pretend to be someone else. I'm looking forward to it.

[Not on his account, that's for sure.]

Yeah, sure.

[Charity. Whatever. He's still tempted to transmute his brother into a wall for a few hours as revenge.]

You're into that sort of thing?

[Really, dressing to the nines wasn't Ed's idea of a good time, and it didn't seem like something Jay would enjoy. Admittedly, he could have fun, but sometimes it took a bit before he lightened up.]

I guess the whole pretending to be someone else thing will be interesting, at least...

[ The boots were pulled off, the socks left on as Jay kicked his feet out on the nearest spot where he could elevate them and cross his arms as he leaned back. Getting comfortable while they spoke. ]

Not really, not the fancy dress part, but I used to get drug to that kind of shit back when I was living with B.

[ He had not mentioned anyone named B, but it was a habit he had of dropping peoples names in favor of their first letter.]

I like the idea of a masquerade though, if I had a way to pull off the outfit I'd want to wear it would be completely aces. And yeah, I do like pretending to be someone else, my life sucks, pretty sure your life sucks, so for a night we can be anyone we want.

[He almost asks who B is, but stops himself - not his business, and he's sure if Jason wanted to share that information he would have offered more than a letter in the first place. He makes a face at the implication his life sucks, but doesn't argue.]

I'm fine being myself.

[Really, he's never thought about it before. The whole thing kind of seems ridiculous, but add to it the requirement to dress up and wear a mask, it was just a whole new level of weird Ed was not used to. ]

What do you need to pull it off? I've made outfits for this sort of thing before.

And you wouldn't change something if you had the chance?

[ He asked seriously, the look in his blue eyes showed how serious he was in that moment, before it slipped away and he smiled a little. The idea of being able to pull off what he wanted was a more welcomed one than commiserating with his new roomies.]

The Red Death from Edgar Allen Poe's Mask of the Red Death. Do you know the story? Basically I just need a red and black suit and a floor length blood red cloak. I can get a mask there apparently.

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