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gypsysimbalarae ([info]gypsysimbalarae) wrote in [info]50_elements,
@ 2008-10-11 10:39:00

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Hospital (Fullmetal Alchemist, General, Water #15 poison)
Title:Hospital
Pairing/Characters: FMA General
Theme Set and #:water, 15 poison
Fandom:Fullmetal Alchemist
Rating:pg13
Disclaimer: do not own fma
Summary:(If required) N/A

“Edward, you okay?” Winry asked. She slid down onto a chair in the hospital.

Ed tried to get a focus on her, but couldn't, all he could see were blurs. After failing to sit up, he merely smiled. “I'm fine,” is came out so weak that he was surprised

“Have something to drink,” she picked up a glass of water and put it to her lips, Ed turned his head.

“Ed, you have to drink something,” Winry said.

“Winry, I'm not thirsty,” Ed said. He drifted off to sleep for a while. When he came to Winry was talking with the doctor.

“Mrs. Rockbell, we know he's been poisoned,” the doctor said, “but he'll be fine in the long run.”

“He doesn't look fine to me,” Winry shouted at him.

Ed winced, did she always have to be so loud?

Winry turned to see Ed awake and rushed over to him. By the look on her face Ed could tell that he must not have looked well.

“How are you doing?” She asked, bending low over him. Ed smiled, why did she have to look so good now, better than normal.

“Winry,” he said, voice slightly slurred, “you look pretty.”


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