[After dinner, Al went off to go work on his secret project. And now there is a suit of armor carrying Al's unconscious body around. For anyone who knew Alphonse from home, the armor looks very familiar. It's an exact replica of the one that was in Al's father's study at home, the one that he lived in for four years.

The armor is heading in the direction of the Tringham home. Approach?]

[Wherever you're at in the dome you're going to hear some noise, like heavy clanking. It starts off fairly dulled and distant, but it grows in volume and has a somewhat steady rhythm to it. What's causing it isn't clear, but some things are for sure-- it's loud, it's metallic, and it's heading your way.

...Probably because, oh, that seven foot tall suit of armor that just showed up is coming towards you, actually. Despite the size and the horns and all, it's not really that intimidating though; what with the pinkish hue to it and the tinny, girly voice that echos from the helm as it looks about while clambering amiably along, restraint dragging behind it]

Liiiiiiiiink?

[[ooc: UGUUUU s-should have put this up at first but I will be majorly slow LIKE A BOSS! I'M SORRY]]

Ah, what a day well spent.

There's nothing better than an afternoon of baby pictures and parental anecdotes! Yuuri! Your mother showed me her photo albums, and I must say you were quite the cute little gentleman in your younger days! Not many little boys call pull off frills so well!

Mrs. Shibuya -- Jennifer, may I? I must say we meet again sometime soon. I'll never run dry of stories, and I'm sure you could say the same! [ hahaha! ] Oh, I never did tell you the rest of that story about Elysia's second Halloween, did I? I suppose I'll have to save that for next time!

Oh! Yes and - Winry, I must say you've got quite the touch for baking. By the time I'd heard about the pies and went to look in the kitchens, there was hardly any left! [ a little softer, can't help but be reminded of Gracia. ] You followed the recipe perfectly. If you bake again, please let me know!

[ Filtered from Homunculi ]

Is there someone who can teach me a bit more about this device? I'd like to know how secure the lines are, and any precautions I can take to ensure I don't have eavesdroppers on my private conversations.

[ now for a more serious tone of voice: ] I'd also like to warn people to shy from interacting with a being that calls itself Envy. He's what's called a Homunculus, and he's a particularly dangerous individual able to change shape at will. Some of you might recall that in the past that a Colonel Roy Mustang issued a similar warning to this one - as the last time Envy was present in the dome he attacked a man and had to be forcibly subdued.

Please just be careful dealing with him, for he enjoys playing tricks by switching forms to taunt his victims.

[/Filtered from Homunculi ]

[The video feed turns on to reveal a dark-haired boy with brown eyes looking no older than the age of ten. He's fairly well-dressed, but his clothing is covered in dirt and torn in places and his face is dirty as well. He seems to be standing in the park, as there are some trees behind him.

The boy looks a bit worried by all this, but somehow he's keeping calm throughout his broadcast.]

Um, excuse me...

My name is Selim Bradley, and I'm the son of the Fuhrer King Bradley. I don't know why I've been kidnapped, but I assume it's to blackmail my father.

I'm not sure that's such a good idea. It's probably best if you just let me go before my Father comes after you. But I promise I won't run if you decide to keep me here, so could you take this heavy chain off of my leg, please? It's making it hard to move...

((OOC: WTB BFFs!))

[It's lunchtime in Marina Asylum, and Russel has just finished cooking... something. Fletcher is a little scared to go look, so he just sits in the living room of their house in Sector 4, waiting for Euphie.]

((Open to Russel, Alphonse, and Euphie! Yaaay lunchtime))

( He's gone. )


[Winry made her way down to the kitchen, having promised to make Al one of Gracia Hughes'-style apple pies today. However, first, she stopped to make a bit to eat before she worked on the pie. It wasn't not a big breakfast. Just a couple muffins and a couple cups of tea.

As she started work on her pie, her worries just dissolved away. Really, she's feeling better than she has since that homunculus showed up, now. It's like he doesn't even matter anymore. Somehow ever since breakfast she's just been feeling great.

...And why should she make just one pie? Over the morning hours, she counted out some more baking apples, cut them up, rolled out the crusts...]

[Now she's up to her sixth hot pie pulled out of the oven. It's way more than she intended (they're really big pies after all), but why not share them? She opens a Video channel with her communicator.]

[Due to the tea's effect her words might come by you a little fast....] Hi everyone, I've baked a lot of apples pies they're all here in the kitchen and they're made from this amazing recipe that Ms. Gracia Hughes gave me and she's really such an amazing woman and mother and a great cook too so I think you'll all love this but don't take too much or else someone might be unable to try it but I guess I can always make more later but I've got a great idea that I need to test out right now! Enjoy!

((OOC: She's had a pretty heavy dose of Komuvitamin E. Beware of sparkles.))

[Fletcher is ADHD today. You can respond to him by voice, or find him outside in Sector 4 walking his puppy.]

Today is gonna be a really great day, isn't it? Hey, Brother, Al, you should come help out in the garden today! It'll be really fun!

And everyone else, you're gonna take my and Al's alchemy class when the school starts up, right? We're gonna do our best and try to teach everyone really well!

--oh, hey, Cornus. Looks like you need a walk.

EEEEEEEEooooooooWWWWWEEEEEEEEooooooooWWWWW!

[It's late. Very, very late. A siren-like sound comes on over the headsets that are still on followed by a booming voice.]

Attention lifeforms! This is an emergency!

I'm bored. Entertain me.

Does anyone have any extra scraps of metal or know where I can find some...?

[Al, your surrogate big bro's had enough. There's a circle glowing on your door, large enough for someone to go through if they duck. And duck he does. He steps over the lower edge of the hole, and ducks under the lower. In his hand is a tray of food. Simple, a sandwich, a steaming bowl of soup, and a bowl of cat food for Tama.]

Hey, you eaten today? [As if it's totally normal to break into someone's room. Sup, Al?]

[Guess who has their chain off now, Marina? Yes, that's right. This is one homunculus that is pretty damn glad about it to. Now it's time to have a little fun. What better way to do so than at the expense of others? Oh there is one little brat that just has it coming to him. Yes. That brat will pay for coming after Envy. Dearly. This is the best method that Envy can come up with. Human hearts are so easy to injure. Such weak things...

Envy takes a seat. It's preferable to be in a place that it could watch the look on Alphonse's face, but the chances of that were slim to none. Envy really doesn't like fighting, after all. Instead this little niche in the library will have to do. If anyone's watching, what they see isn't the homunculus in its chosen form. Rather it looks like a familiar looking blonde. Of course, the expression is skewed, distorted in a manner that is purely Envy and not Edward Elric at all. Though with practiced ease that all fades and Envy puts on a hard expression and clicks the feed on. Naturally, it's not only Envy's shape that has changed. The voice does too.]

You couldn't just do what I told you, could you? I told you he was dangerous, but you just had to go after him! You idiot! He could have killed you! What kind of little brother doesn't listen to what his goddamn older brother has to say!? Do you like throwing away your life!?

[Practically seething.]

If my Alphonse were here, he'd at least give a damn about what others were trying to tell him. Augh... What was I thinking? There's no way they'd be the fucking same...

[Then Envy cuts the feed, staying in Ed's form a bit longer and just laughing. Probably sounds pretty unnatural looking like this.]

Some prison. It can't even keep it's youngest prisoners under control. Quite the temper those little ones have. So reckless too.

[Laughs]

Keep trying, brat. Going to grow up to be like FullMetal Shorty and start fights we can't finish, huh?

[AND MORE LAUGHING.]

[Al is running around Marina, looking for Envy. What's this about staying and resting in the hospital? Not when Ed's missing the day after Envy shows up. He doesn't... know what Envy looks like because he doesn't remember and he's never seen him since he came to Marina, only heard his voice, so that's what he's going off of. Eventually, he gets to the common room after not having any luck the other places he's checked.]

Envy! Envy!

[All the while, Envy is just sitting on the sofa. The homunculus is looking like the cat that ate the canary, sprawled out. If one looks closely, that tattoo all the homunculi share, is clearly visible. Legs are crossed in such a way that Envy is showing it off. Oh yes Envy hears that voice and just starts laughing.]

[Al jerks to a stop when he hears the laughing, the familiarity of the voice. It makes his blood go cold as he zeroes in on the homunculi. The ouroboros tattoo... He recognizes it from when Winry put automail on Wrath's leg. An angry look comes over his face as he walks towards Envy purposefully, then drops to his knees a ways away, quickly drawing an alchemy circle on the floor and slamming his hands against it to activate the array. Hands come up from the ground to try and grasp the homunculi in an attempt to hold him down against the sofa.]

[OOC: Uhm, yeah, someone please stop him before he gets himself hurt. 8D;]

Good morning inmates. It is the 62nd day of the third generation.

I am aware that many of you have been concerned lately, but there will no longer be an issue with inmate exhaustion. This system reports that the majority of previously affected inmates now show significantly positive lifesigns. The field responsible for the condition is noted to be deactivated and the identity of the source has been determined, so there is no longer any need to worry. Continued rest in the hospital is advised, to hasten recovery, but not necessary.

Inmates Rin Kagamine and Yui Hirasawa, your requests are at the entrance to Sector 0.

[Al wakes up in the hospital, still feeling exhausted. It takes him a little bit to remember what happened... He must have fallen asleep while being brought here.

Tama jumps up on the bed and walks up to him, meowing. Al smiles a little and reaches down to stroke the cat gently, speaking in a drowsy voice.] Hi, Tama...

[Al looks around for his communicator and fumbles for it, checking to see that it is only a day later. He breaths in a sigh of relief. Thanks are in order and he wants to reassure anyone who was worried about him the other day, so he turns the voice on.]

Uhm... Thank you for helping me the other day, Conrad...

[... And then he finally notices a braided blond passed out in a chair nearby.] Brother...?

[Al wakes up very tired. He wants to just roll over and go back to sleep, but he listens to Acumen's morning announcements. What he hears worries him. Impaired functions? Unusual lifesigns? Comatose?

He sits up in bed, Tama meowing and brushing up against him for attention. He manages a small smile, giving his cat two pats before he climbs to his feet, takes two steps forward, and flops to the floor lightheaded.

What was going on...? Was something going around? Al closes his eyes and leans his head back against the bed. He's probably just sick... He'll probably be fine... Just needs to get more sleep... He doesn't want to worry anyone. But... Acumen said that people should go to the hospital... He isn't sure about unusual lifesigns but impaired functions...

He could just climb back in bed and sleep... but Al hesitates. Their mother had been sick and she'd acted like nothing was wrong with her. She'd died because she hadn't wanted to worry anyone, because she hadn't gotten help. Al doesn't think he is that bad; surely he can't be that sick... but that nagging worry is still in the back of his mind. Get an adult, then. Get someone to help, since he feels so very tired and doesn't think he can get there on his own.

Al doesn't want to worry Ed or Winry... Akane's friend had just died... Conrad. Ask Conrad.

His mind isn't thinking very clearly, however, so even though he doesn't want to worry anyone else, he forgets to put a filter on to just his friend. He sounds exhausted.]

C-Conrad...? Are you... are you busy...?

[Akane is sitting outside the dojo, leaning her back against the wall near the entrance. Her eyes are nearly closed, as if she is in a daze. The color around her eyes is dark and her pigment is spotted with blotchy patches, as if she's been rubbing her face a lot. She looks tired and the whites of her eyes are red. In her hand, she has a water bottle that she occasionally raises to her lips, but otherwise Akane is pretty lifeless.

She sighs, her lips slowly mumbling a name before she closes her eyes tightly. She doesn't want to cry again. She can't cry. It won't change anything and it won't bring him back. But knowing that will hardly take away the guilt.]

Kunou-senpai...


[ooc: Tatewaki Kunou was from her world, so she's a little out of it since hearing about his death. Anyone is welcome to pop in and talk to her, but she might be a little despondent. Even so, she could use some cheering up.]

I really hate storms. [A sigh.] And it seemed like it was going to be such a nice day. Oh well. I doubt that there will be any loss of power, but make sure you have your flashlights just in case. And... and... other provisions. Anyway, hope everyone stays safe~

[And that people have enough sense to heed Acumen's other warnings and she really REALLY REALLY hopes it won't be as bad as predicted. Akane hates things that have the potential to be spooky. -_-;;]

[Private to Al]

Hey, Al~! I'm finished with my morning work out. Did you still want to meet so that you can show me your alchemy? [As usual, she sounds chipper and excited.]

I'm sorry.

I still have a lot to learn.

[Tama shows up on the screen, batting at the communicator and turning it on accidentally.]

Tama! Hey, don't play with that! [Al scolds the kitten, going over and scooping her up. He's dressed in pajamas and is getting ready for bed.

Sighing, he pulls back the covers and climbs in, setting Tama down on top of the blankets and petting her so that she'll stay there.]

Silly kitty. Why do you chew on that? You're not a dog. [His voice holds nothing but affection though as he wiggles his fingers in front of her. She pounces his hand playfully, nipping at his fingers but he doesn't seem to mind as he smiles softly.]

Someone was asking people what their saddest memory was today... Know what I said? It was when I woke up with those four years of memories missing and found out Brother was missing too...

( Cut for length, haha, this is kind of long. )