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driftfleet2015-10-15 08:40 am
thebloodseal) wrote in driftfleet2015-10-15 08:40 am
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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.]
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.]
video
That is correct. One of this fleet, with no known way to return to the Marsiva.
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But that's exciting! I didn't even know it was possible to go into space, let alone that there were whole fleets of ships out there.
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My name is Miah Lanbatal. It is a pleasure to meet you, sir Alphonse.
[She's not quite sure where to call him- he sounds like a child, but he has the build of a Roegadyn brick shithouse, possibly one who eats other Roegadyns to obtain their size for himself. So, better to err on the side of assuming him older, she thinks.]
Have you more questions, you need but ask.
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Do you know who brought us all here?
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A force unknown to us still, with no face to its name. However, it is called "Atroma".
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Atroma... hmm. It's nothing I've ever heard of. It seems odd to me that they'd pull us here and never explain anything, though.
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Normally, they are a bit more talkative than of late. It seems their communications have been impaired by the recent attack.
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[She pauses, considering.]
Though this planet we have made landfall on is quite full of attacks, they are nothing to worry about.
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[He sighed.]
I can handle myself pretty well in a fight, at least, but... I'd rather be back home.
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... As would we all, I think. Yet we are here because it is likely we are needed here.
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I may be needed here, but I'm sure Brother is worried sick about me.