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[The journal clicks on as it drops to the ground, recording a quiet curse and a dark screen. After a moment it lifts up, revealing a flash view of Edward in a tank top as he tilts his arm, prodding at the metal limb that is apparently not cooperating as well as it should.]

What the hell is wrong with this thing? It's not-

[And his words are quite abruptly cut off as a small explosion sparks between the journal and his shoulder, and there's a flurry of images too smothered by motion blur to really make any sense. The audio, or what can be made out beyond the rush of air, is replaced by a startled yelp, followed by silence... and then, as the journal crashes into the foliage after a few moments, a steady stream of colourful and half-muffled curses.

To illustrate...

Action-wise: Edward is going to be around the town today, though not his usual, unhappily-composed self. No, today he is going to be chasing his arm around the town, since it's apparently decided to malfunction and start going off completely at random! So maybe you see it flying past you. Maybe you see it crash. Maybe it crashes into you. Or maybe, while running, he trips, stumbles, and... rolls on one foot in a mad flail as if on skates or something. Today is just not his day at all.

In other words? Haruhi got her way, as usual...]

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She's kidnapped right now, but when she gets back, look into visiting Winry Rockbell at the smithy. She's the best mechanic I've ever known.

[Even if she did install a fail rocket into his arm.]

[Hmmm... he could swear he knew someone with that name, but probably not. He doesn't remember. Blame his defective memory unit.]

[...]

[Edward lifts a brow, then steps past him a bit, crouching down to retrieve the arm and lift it up.]

This- my arm. That's what hit you.

[Robo-Ky would tilt his head to side in a questioning manner, but it's kind of hanging to the side already. So he takes his index finger and pushes it back to normal.]

[Did Ed see the superiority in robotic arms!?]

Humans lose their limbs sometimes. it happens. [Don't expect any more detail than that, because he's not offering it.]

[Says the robot whose arm has still not come down.]

[Which Edward hasn't failed to notice, as a matter of fact. He'll just get back to re-attaching his arm, then... click.]

Who's better at keeping their arms now?

[... Yeeeaaah.]

[Yeeeeeeaaaaaaah no.]

So where's yours, then?

[Because he knows where both of his arms are...]

[Robo-Ky looks up, as if he were waiting for the arm to come back down. And as if on cue, it comes slamming straight down onto his head. Punching his head clean off.

His head just bounces off the ground like a basketball as his arm hits the ground with a thud.]

[OH GOD HIS HEAD IS OFF AND HE'S STILL TALKING ROBOTS ARE HORRIFYING CREATURES.]

Wh- how are you even still working!?

[His body has no idea where the head went, but the head is kind of rolling a bit.

Where did his arm go, he can't see it.]

[...Um. Okay, that's really creepy. Should offer to help? Or...

....

Ergh....]

You need a hand?

[Oh, ha ha.]

[To prove his point, a set of propellers eject out of the top of his head, splitting the top open.

... However. When they start trying to take off, it does little more than get stuck in the dirt and make Robo-Ky's head spin in circles, before he cuts the power behind it.]

[...Okay, officially? This is probably the weirdest thing he's ever done. Edward edges over to the head, crouching down to eye it warily for a moment. ...Yep, weird. But he picks it up anyway, carrying it over to the robot's body.]

Do you need it... uh. Connected or something?

[Because he's already demonstrated having terrible luck with that recently.]

[That might have been spoken a little too loud. But he won't apologize.]

[Well fine, be an asshole about it. Ed can do that too- demonstrated by his "connection" of the head to Robo-Ky's body, which is... basically just smacking the head in place.

Backwards.

See how helpful he is?]

[It totally works! He is officially no longer headless. Simply armless.

Wait, why can't he see that guy anymore.]

[....lol.]

No, I'm still here.

[He can't see youuuu.]

I'm right in front of you, can't you see me?

[lololol]

So... you can't turn your head around without your arms?

[trolololol- okay, okay, he'll be nice.

...in a minute.]

[Wait. Turn his head around?

...] [... More like in front, huh?]

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