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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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[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.

Never really thought about it.

[Would he change the fact that he had automail? Sure, if it meant going back an undoing what he'd done to get it in the first place. Removing it now though? That was another story. One he definitely didn't want to approach during this conversation. The automail served as a reminder for what they'd done - what he'd done - and as long as Al was whole again he didn't care much about whether or not he had it.

By now he was used to it, and it made a pretty convenient weapon - which was important for settings like this.]

Never really had time to read much literature.

[He was too busy hunting down rumors. Besides, if canon was anything to go by comic books were more his speed. As much as that concept may seem to conflict entirely with his personality.]

With the right materials we can put pretty much anything together. A cape and suit shouldn't be too hard. I used to make the red coat Al has, myself... back when I wore it.

I have lists of things I would change.

[ He stated like the fact he felt it was, though in truth the list wasn't really that big. Mostly that he could have saved his mother, and actually reached out to someone, like Dick or Bruce before he ran off to Egypt and got killed.

It wasn't like living in the past ever did him any justice it just reawakening that rage he worked so hard to bury deep within him. He shook his head some as he sighed.]

I wish I could change that, there is so much good literature Ed. Everything here is wrong, there are changed details in every story I know by heart. So I cant even hand them to you. I'd have to do like kiddie storytime to get it right.

[ He's not above it...]

How about the sheets? I mean it's not like I'd be asleep while were gone? I have a suit already I just would need the colors changed.

[Ed could think of a million things he'd change if they were talking about actions they took in the past and not something about who they are right now, but Ed's not looking at the past when he answers. Trying to bring their mother back? Killing Al? Sure, there was plenty he'd change given a second chance. He doesn't voice any of it, though. Let the idea that he felt he had nothing to change sink in when you notice his automail, Jay. There's a reason he wouldn't change it.]

Telling stories is how we learn about each other's worlds, isn't it?

[Ed was used to stories, telling them, hearing them. It didn't matter whether they were fiction or someone's life back home. If his own future was any indication, he's really big on stories in Germany, actually.]

Whatever you want it made out of, that'll be comfortable. Although... we can't change colors of things unless you want to grab some dye before the dance. It'll be faster if we do it, but it'll be easier to just buy fabric in the right color, honestly.

[Ed could dye something in a matter of seconds, no sitting around and waiting for it to absorb like most instructions said, but even he's aware that there are easier ways to go about it.]

[ Oh it would be something he would think back to once the dirty laundry got aired out. They could sit and talk about losing mothers young and having to sell their childhoods to survive. A lot of things the future could bring but for now Jay went about unbuttoning his uniform top, a simple black undershirt on under it. ]

Pretty much, well I mean we have books and the internet and TV and shit, but stories man. You can learn so much from stories.

[ Look he would sit and listen to stories all day if he had the choice.]

Well shit, Looks like I'm gonna go to the market later tonight and see how much red faberic I can get. This isn't me complaining by the way, I'm grateful you guys would help me with it.

[Ed had to laugh at that, shaking his head some.]

We don't have most of those where I'm from, books and stories are it.

[At the last part he nodded, not at all put off by the complaint.]

It's really no problem, just tell us what you want and it'll be done in a flash.

[The more specific, the better.]

Edited 2017-07-29 23:35 (UTC)

I can teach you about the internet if you need. It's basically part of our everyday lives back home.

[ He can still remember a time that saying that felt alien. Even being able to touch a computer seemed alien, and now he has one of the most expensive phones they had to offer back home, in a damned heavy duty case because of how his life tended to go. It kind of put life in prospective for him at times.]

I'll head out and look into that later then, I'm planning to go to the bar later anyway.

[ Which was where he spent a lot of time, reading no less.]

Chloe's already trying that.

[Maybe Jay would have an approach that Ed could better understand or find an interest in, but his tone says he doubts that. He didn't even have a phone, he arrived with his device from Attollo and they had modded it to work on this network, and that's all Ed knew about it.]

Sure. Let me know.

[VIDEO .003 | username edward.elric]

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