Edward Elric: Topic: Pick-up Lines Brought to you, under duress, a fine selection of Ed's smoothest verbage with the ladies (mostly):
Winry Rockbell, childhood friend
"Why are you being so weird, anyway? Is the dress some sort of freaky automail-otaku thing I don't know about? I mean, what - are you trying to look like a girl or something? Ow!OW!! Lay off with the stupid wrench, already, dammit! God. Stupid otaku! OW!!"
Victoire Weasley, obvious secret object of obsession
"Y- You're beautiful. I mean, really, really, REALLY beautiful. No. Ahem. Your hair is pretty. God, no. Um. You're a really good kisser. Do you think I- Arg." Ed rhythmically thumps his forehead against the bottom of the bathroom mirror, repeating to himself over and over, "Stop it. Stop it. Stop it."
Jack Harkness, current housemate and long-suffering recipient of pathetic, hetero-boycrush, heroworship thingy
Ed stands in the corner of the workshop, watching Jack work, a puppyish, eager look on his face. "... ... ... ..." He takes an expectant breath, then lets it out as quietly as possible. "... ...uh-" He turns this into a cough, blushing furiously behind his upheld hand. "... ..."
*repeat ad nauseum*
Missed it around here! Please excuse my absence. Crazy work + multiple extended illnesses = 1 very useless lady.