[Hughes better thank his lucky stars that he's not a year or two younger and instead his temper is less of a hair trigger and more of a slow burn.
The world went to shit without Hughes, but Edward is luckier than most at the moment, subjectively, he's only running on a lack of sleep and whatever bruises appear after a small skirmish. Nothing to be worried about.
He is, however, not feeling exceptionally patient and he stares Hughes down with disbelief and doubt.]
I question everything.
[He should know that. The comment perhaps doesn't get the reaction he's expect, much more on par with Greed's teasing. He chooses to mostly ignore it, only glancing away briefly. Whatever he and Winry has, which is currently nothing, and can be nothing until they all survive, is not exactly the kind of thing he can worry about. Not right now.]
[Well if the teasing didn't cause him to flip, then he's from way past his death. He's grown in more ways than one it would seem.
He looks up and raises a finger to his chin, thinking.]
Well, I went to a costume party dressed as a dinosaur, and I signed Riza up for a date auction tonight to mess with Roy. Really not much going on here. Riza, Roy, ((ooc: Winry maybe too? still sorting it out)) and I all have an apartment together - you could move in with us if you want; you look like you could really use a good night's sleep.
[The benefits of getting older and seeing more, whether it's for the better remains to be seen.
He listens, eyes narrowed. He spoke to Riza and Roy and if he's staying with them, they must trust him, which means he might be telling the truth.
Edward isn't sure how to take that. The dinosaur thing sounds like him too, crazy as that is, and so is messing with Roy. This really is him and he can feel that pain of loss flaring up.
He never was good with that kind of thing.]
You've been gone too long, Hughes. [A small, pained smile and he shrugs off the observation.]
I have things to do. [As if that's an acceptable reason for being without sleep. It is the reason.]
I don't think the Colonel and I could live in the same space. [He snorts, but it's really only half-true. Their relationship has come along to the point where they aren't as antagonistic, but that doesn't mean it wouldn't be awkward as all hell.]
[Hughes smiles solemnly. It seems he had caused a lot of hurt.]
Sorry. Wasn't planning on leaving myself.
[He was just trying to uncover a conspiracy, not get murdered!
His expression shifts back to a not sad one. Ed is here! This is supposed to be a good day, damn it.]
Things to do or not, sleep is important. Besides, Roy isn't too bad once you get to know him. He likes you deep down. [He laughs.] He's just not very good at showing it.
But seriously, whatever you had going on you don't have to worry about here, so might as well get some rest while you can, whether it's at my place or in the crappy beds at the Commons.
[Of course it hurts, and it's something he carries with him as someone to remember, someone he cares about who's gone and lost forever, and here he is standing in front of him like everything is fine.
It aches in his chest, but he can swallow that down.]
I'm sleeping enough. [He shrugs, he's working with Greed, which has been an adventure and a half, but it's kind of weird to be working so closely with others, and being scattered away from his brother, as much as he wants to be with him.]
I highly doubt it. [He snorts, pull his other leg Hughes.] We're working together, that's all. [Things are happening. Hughes would like them, maybe.]
I don't think I'm gonna stop worrying about it, but I'm sure I'll get a chance for a good night's sleep without Greed around. [He tilts his head at Hughes.]
They can't be that bad. [He smiles.] I can sleep anywhere.
[He's sleeping enough. Sure. That must be why Hughes has such an unimpressed look on his face.]
That might be true, but why take a board when you can have a real bed? [Okay, he might be exaggerating how bad the beds are a little, but they're far from great. Call him an old man, but his back ain't what it used to be and those beds did little to help him.
Hold up. Back up. Rewind.]
Wait a second. Did you say you're working with Roy, not under him? [Did he get a promotion? No, Riza or Roy would have mentioned that to him. Unless he came from after both of them. Only one way to find out.] You get assigned a case or something together?
[He'd like to know what was running through the mind of whomever partnered them up. They probably get along better than they like to say they do, but he doubts it's a smooth ride with the two of them. Magnets for trouble, the pair of them.]
[He shrugs, he's still young enough not to care where he sleeps, and he's slept in some pretty weird places.]
There's a bit of a...fugitive situation. [He'll just gloss over that, it's nothing to be concerned about Hughes!] I haven't been able to report into him in awhile.
[It's not that hard to work together on a goal when they can't really see each other to irritate the other, everything's working through messengers and plans that he's assuming are still on, and even if they weren't, he'd still charge in head first. It's just the way he works.]
to be fair you dont expect the dead to pop back into your life
[Hughes raises an eyebrow at the mention of the fugitive situation. Magnets for trouble. He tries to gauge Fullmetal's body language, but doesn't comment. Doesn't exactly sound safe, but since when is anything the boy does? Not that that makes it any better, but Ed can handle himself (even if he does end up in the hospital as a result). Besides, even if he hasn't been able to check in with Roy recently, Hughes is sure that he'd seek out Ed if anything really dangerous was coming their way even as just a head's up.
Honestly, though, he hates that Ed is in the military. He understands the reasoning, sure, but a kid is a kid, and he's seen and dealt with too much before counting his past.]
Well, if you haven't yet, you should at least shoot him a message letting him know you're alive. Not sure on your time difference but he'd probably be relieved to know either way, no matter what he might say.
That's what's so surprising. What alchemy did you use, Hughes? XD
[He hasn't been in the hospital lately, he's just been on the run since his last severe injury and that was pretty close to pushing his mortal luck. There's something dangerous coming their way, there's nothing but danger coming their way, but they already know what they're doing, or some approximation of it, in his time, even if he can't see Roy.
How how times have changed, Hughes.]
Ugh, if I have to. [Because it would be weird not to complain about him.]
I hope we're from the same time because it just...it would be too much to explain otherwise.
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The world went to shit without Hughes, but Edward is luckier than most at the moment, subjectively, he's only running on a lack of sleep and whatever bruises appear after a small skirmish. Nothing to be worried about.
He is, however, not feeling exceptionally patient and he stares Hughes down with disbelief and doubt.]
I question everything.
[He should know that. The comment perhaps doesn't get the reaction he's expect, much more on par with Greed's teasing. He chooses to mostly ignore it, only glancing away briefly. Whatever he and Winry has, which is currently nothing, and can be nothing until they all survive, is not exactly the kind of thing he can worry about. Not right now.]
Tell me something more interesting than that.
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He looks up and raises a finger to his chin, thinking.]
Well, I went to a costume party dressed as a dinosaur, and I signed Riza up for a date auction tonight to mess with Roy. Really not much going on here. Riza, Roy, ((ooc: Winry maybe too? still sorting it out)) and I all have an apartment together - you could move in with us if you want; you look like you could really use a good night's sleep.
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He listens, eyes narrowed. He spoke to Riza and Roy and if he's staying with them, they must trust him, which means he might be telling the truth.
Edward isn't sure how to take that. The dinosaur thing sounds like him too, crazy as that is, and so is messing with Roy. This really is him and he can feel that pain of loss flaring up.
He never was good with that kind of thing.]
You've been gone too long, Hughes. [A small, pained smile and he shrugs off the observation.]
I have things to do. [As if that's an acceptable reason for being without sleep. It is the reason.]
I don't think the Colonel and I could live in the same space. [He snorts, but it's really only half-true. Their relationship has come along to the point where they aren't as antagonistic, but that doesn't mean it wouldn't be awkward as all hell.]
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Sorry. Wasn't planning on leaving myself.
[He was just trying to uncover a conspiracy, not get murdered!
His expression shifts back to a not sad one. Ed is here! This is supposed to be a good day, damn it.]
Things to do or not, sleep is important. Besides, Roy isn't too bad once you get to know him. He likes you deep down. [He laughs.] He's just not very good at showing it.
But seriously, whatever you had going on you don't have to worry about here, so might as well get some rest while you can, whether it's at my place or in the crappy beds at the Commons.
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It aches in his chest, but he can swallow that down.]
I'm sleeping enough. [He shrugs, he's working with Greed, which has been an adventure and a half, but it's kind of weird to be working so closely with others, and being scattered away from his brother, as much as he wants to be with him.]
I highly doubt it. [He snorts, pull his other leg Hughes.] We're working together, that's all. [Things are happening. Hughes would like them, maybe.]
I don't think I'm gonna stop worrying about it, but I'm sure I'll get a chance for a good night's sleep without Greed around. [He tilts his head at Hughes.]
They can't be that bad. [He smiles.] I can sleep anywhere.
/shows up 4 weeks later with starbucks
That might be true, but why take a board when you can have a real bed? [Okay, he might be exaggerating how bad the beds are a little, but they're far from great. Call him an old man, but his back ain't what it used to be and those beds did little to help him.
Hold up. Back up. Rewind.]
Wait a second. Did you say you're working with Roy, not under him? [Did he get a promotion? No, Riza or Roy would have mentioned that to him. Unless he came from after both of them. Only one way to find out.] You get assigned a case or something together?
[He'd like to know what was running through the mind of whomever partnered them up. They probably get along better than they like to say they do, but he doubts it's a smooth ride with the two of them. Magnets for trouble, the pair of them.]
Always when Ed least expects it.
There's a bit of a...fugitive situation. [He'll just gloss over that, it's nothing to be concerned about Hughes!] I haven't been able to report into him in awhile.
[It's not that hard to work together on a goal when they can't really see each other to irritate the other, everything's working through messengers and plans that he's assuming are still on, and even if they weren't, he'd still charge in head first. It's just the way he works.]
to be fair you dont expect the dead to pop back into your life
Honestly, though, he hates that Ed is in the military. He understands the reasoning, sure, but a kid is a kid, and he's seen and dealt with too much before counting his past.]
Well, if you haven't yet, you should at least shoot him a message letting him know you're alive. Not sure on your time difference but he'd probably be relieved to know either way, no matter what he might say.
That's what's so surprising. What alchemy did you use, Hughes? XD
How how times have changed, Hughes.]
Ugh, if I have to. [Because it would be weird not to complain about him.]
I hope we're from the same time because it just...it would be too much to explain otherwise.