025: Ed, guess who your mechanic is

[handsforhealing]

[filtered to Ed]
I remembered something~.
So come over to visit, okay?
We can talk about it... And the boat business too. But mainly this important thing~~.

When you open the door keep your automail arm away from your head, okay? It's really important.
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I can't believe spring is here! I still don't remember any specific springs so I'm definitely looking forward to this. Oh, and speaking of memories~!! I just remembered something great~.

( 1% of her memory spent on the fact Automail exists in her world... The other 1% spent on remembering she's Ed's mechanic.  All 10% now spent.
Wrenches will fly at blonds that keep secrets, whether they did so intentionally or not. )

Comments

[asu-e-no-basho.livejournal.com]

Eh? Sure. Keep it away from my head?

[handsforhealing.livejournal.com]

Yeah, away from your head. And knock before you open the door.

[asu-e-no-basho.livejournal.com]

...Right.

*much suspicion when knocking*

[handsforhealing.livejournal.com]

*clobbers him with wrenches*

YOU AREN'T KEEPING ANYTHING FROM ME, HUH?
Well guess what I just remembered!

[asu-e-no-basho.livejournal.com]

ACK! OI! WARN ME BEFORE YOU DO THAT!

Er.

What'd you remember?

[handsforhealing.livejournal.com]

If I warned you you wouldn't stand still, now would you?

Oh, nothing really. Just who your mechanic is. Funny. You'd think you'd have told her something important like that.

[asu-e-no-basho.livejournal.com]

...Er. Uh. Right, about that.

[handsforhealing.livejournal.com]

"Right, About that"?! How can you be so calm? That's a big deal Ed! You should tell me these things instead of making me wait to remember it myself!

[asu-e-no-basho.livejournal.com]

W-well, you remembered! So what's the problem?

[handsforhealing.livejournal.com]

"What's the problem"?
*clobbers some more*
dammit, Ed, how'd you get so insensitive?! You stupid stupid JERK! What do you have against telling me yourself?

[asu-e-no-basho.livejournal.com]

Oi--

Look--

It--

It just didn't come up, okay!

[handsforhealing.livejournal.com]

Ed, I bring up your automail almost every time we meet! You can't say there weren't opportunities!

*sigh/huff*
Geez! Well, if that's your logic.. What else are you hiding from me? There. You've got your chance. Use it.

[asu-e-no-basho.livejournal.com]

Er, n-nothing! Geez...

[handsforhealing.livejournal.com]

Oh really now?
Last chance to spill. I won't be happy if I remember anything else, Ed.

[asu-e-no-basho.livejournal.com]

Oi, what kinda things do you wanna know about? S'not like I remember everything, anyway!

[handsforhealing.livejournal.com]

I don't know...Who are families are, what places other than Resembool are there, what we're doing with our lives... I only remember us being kids and I'm sure plenty has happened since then.

[asu-e-no-basho.livejournal.com]

Er, uh. We grew up and I got a State Alchemist license?

[handsforhealing.livejournal.com]

A State What-Now License?

[asu-e-no-basho.livejournal.com]

State Alchemist. Y'know. Genius, money and power, that kinda stuff.

[handsforhealing.livejournal.com]

Why am I not surprised that you'd go for money and power?

But I have no clue what an Alchemist is, Ed.

[asu-e-no-basho.livejournal.com]

Eh? Really? It's... er, well. Here, I'll show you.

*grabs a random thing lying around (ooh, boy, Winry, what do you have lying around?) and transmutes it into something Edishly tasteless*

[handsforhealing.livejournal.com]

I see.
That's... awfully useful.
*uh oh*

[asu-e-no-basho.livejournal.com]

Y-yeah, isn't it? *backing away now*

[handsforhealing.livejournal.com]

*follows*
So~. Can you make anything else? Anything not in poor taste? Like metal for me to work with? Hmm?

[asu-e-no-basho.livejournal.com]

Oi, I can't just make stuff. It's gotta be...

*explains the concept of alchemy in confusing Ed-fashion*