Knowhere IC

Who: Edward & Alphonse Elric and North Dakota & York
What: One big.. er.. happy? family.
When: Evening, after this.
Where: Elric/Spartan Apartment
Rating: PG
Status: Log - Complete

( North and Ed needed a moment to feel one another out. )

I got off-shift about an hour ago and headed to the mess to grab some breakfast for the troops (I'm looking at you, Ed, the bottomless pit that is Al, North, Harry, Tex and Mouse - Yes, Ed, Carlos has been cooking Earth food special just for you) and Carlos said they're crazy low on food?

I guess it was there yesterday.. but there's a lot of it missing today?

Ed, are you sleep-eating, is that why you're never hungry?

Miss Spider doing a little late-night snacking?

Are you squirreling it all away, Sam?

Maybe our favorite zombie is preparing for end-times here?

Seriously, people.. where'd the food go? I had to leave with smaller portions so there'd be enough for everyone else.

Well met, castaways to Knowhere. I know not what force has brought me here, but my friend Cosmo has briefed me on our situation.

I am called Beta Ray Bill. This place, chaotic as it is, is quite familiar to me, almost like returning home; I also know quite well how often...'problematic' people tend to visit, so as long as I am bound here, I will dedicate my strength to its protection. Please call on me should you ever be in need.

Cosmo mentions that we are short on doctors. I'm afraid I have no knowledge of medicine, save for the most basic of bandages. However, I am more than glad to venture out anywhere for supplies - I do not require a ship, as my hammer will suffice to carry me through the stars. Food and other necessities as well. I am at your service.

I am also quite glad to buy a round at Starlin's, but only if you have tales to tell of your exploits. Beings from all walks of life often end up here, so it is only natural that there should be many stories to be heard.