driftfleet | First Transmutation

Who: Alphonse Elric and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: October 15th

[Video]

[Hello, Fleet, there's a fearsome-looking suit of armor peering at the screen- though right now only one of his eyes is visible.]

So this is like a telephone or a radio, right? Except there are pictures and words on it, too! I really like it!

I'm Alphonse. Uh, don't mind how I look- I wear armor for protection. [Al wasn't under any delusions that he'd be able to keep the fact that he was hollow inside a secret for very long- he never seemed to be able to- but he was going to try.]

Brother, are you here, too? Major Miles? ... Winry?

[Action, on the Marsiva]

[There wasn't much Al could to do make himself look less conspicuous- he'd accepted that long ago- but here, in this unfamiliar place, he wished more than ever that he could. The Homunculi had eyes and ears everywhere in Amestris, and he had to be working under the assumption that they were here, too. He could only hope that they wouldn't be putting any innocent people in danger trying to find him.

He was also worried about Edward. He knew his brother would be fine in the storm, watched over by Major Miles, but what would happen to him afterward? And what about Winry, May, and Dr. Marcoh? He could care less about Scar, but he'd gone out to try and warn them that Briggs was unsafe, and now there was nobody to deliver that message.

Of course, if he kept blacking out... if this was it, if his soul was going to let go of his armor body... he might not have been able to get to them himself anyway.

Al let out a sigh. At least the view was pretty. Stars were everywhere.]

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Whoa. [That's one hell of a Titan, Cayde thinks as he sees Alphonse. He makes no attempt to hide how impressed he is when he gets closer.]

I bet you have the Cabal running at the sight of ya.

Edited 2015-10-15 16:28 (UTC)

[Al can't help but stare as he's approached. His first thought was he would have loved to be stuck in smaller armor- but he had to make do with what he had.

He tilted his head to one side.]

I don't think I know about any cabals.

[Okay, that voice is the opposite of what he's expecting and he can't help but take a more considerate look at Alphonse.]

I mean, do we really know any of then before we're putting a bullet in their heads?

Forgive me, but you sound a little young to be, well. [He makes a general motion to the armor.] Not that I doubt your abilities; it takes all kinds, but how are you filling that out?

Er, well- [Al gave a nervous laugh.] People do say I'm gifted for my age. I'm not in the military like my brother is, but I still can use alchemy and martial arts well. My teacher beat into me how important it is to keep sharp and keep practicing.

Heh, sounds like a guy I know.

[He can only imagine how stoically excited Zavala would be to get his hands on a soldier like this. Normally he would have asked if that's who the kid meant, but he's getting the impression he ain't in the same universe he left.]

So you do a lot of fighting, then? Tourney stuff or are you battle tested war machine?

I guess you could call me a war machine of sorts... [Al rubbed his chin, wondering how much he should elaborate. He had yet to see any sign that the Amestris military was here, or the Homunculi, and logically they wouldn't be able to get to him in space... but that didn't mean one of them hadn't come here with him.] Well, before I go on, I should ask first where you're from. [If this man was also from Amestris, it would be easier to understand- but he knew precious little about Aerugo, Drachma, Xing, or any of the other surrounding countries. Would they have any frame of reference for living under what was essentially a military dictatorship?]

Heh, I get it. Can't be too trusting. I'm from Earth, really the only place left you can be from that's not the Reef or Darkness.

I'm from Earth, too- well, Amestris to be specific. Our country tends to rely heavily on the military to solve its problems, so Brother and I have been in a lot of scrapes, mostly with those against the military.

Amestris? Haven't heard of it. What region was it in? [He's trying to think of the ones he knew of that were military heavy.] So you were rebels? Guerrilla style? Down with the Man and all that? [He sounds more thoughtful than accusing.]

In the western part of the globe, I think. I have to admit, we don't know much about geography beyond our own borders. [He then had to laugh.] Yeah, I suppose we were- though the enemy had eyes and ears everywhere. I'm still waiting for them to show up here, though I'm not sure they could get into space.

The enemy usually does. I figure it's just a matter oftime before the Darkness makes an appearance, but I guess time will tell how really safe we are out here.

That's what I was thinking. They were even making their way toward Fort Briggs, and that's almost impenetrable. Of course, we've never even dreamed of going into space before, so I'm not sure even they could go that far.

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