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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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[Running is good for you, Shorty!

Instead of ducking under or around things, Beat just punches them out of the way which is slowing him down some, but he keeps a good pace all the same.]

Yo! When we get to tha' barrier, we gonna know?

I've been there before, I know how far it is! [Ed's a bit of a monkey when it comes to being on the move, so he's jumping, climbing, and dodging around the various obstacles. If he happens to get stuck anywhere he can just blast himself a path with alchemy. Glancing back, he can see that Beat's doing a pretty good job of keeping up, too.]

[Damn...TREES! Beat lets out a frustrated growl and punches a middle-sized tree down, before leaping over it and running forward to catch up.]

Damn park's fulla trees!

Don't knock down so many of them, or you'll attract the giant wolf.

[Man, he hasn't seen someone haphazardly murdering trees since the last fight with Gluttony. Can't he just duck around them?]

Giant what?!

[That stops him dead in his tracks.]

Giant wolf! She lives in the forest. [And Edward doesn't even miss a step. Mwahaha.] Don't slow down, or you'll fall behind!

[Holy shit he wants out of this forest like ten minutes ago.

Hey, Ed, you know that distance you had? It's closing - and fast.]

I ain't gonna get eaten by no dumb wolf!!

[Whoa! Suddenly, he's fast. Edward blinks in surprise as Beat zooms past him, and then it's Ed who needs to pick up the pace to catch up. This guy's surprisingly strong and fast.]

Just stop knocking over the trees, then, geez!

[HE DOES NOT WANT TO BE EATEN BY A WOLF.]

AAAAAAAAAARRRGH!!

*SLAM*

[Beat is fast, but he wasn't watching where he was going. And ran into a very big, very thick tree. Even his hard head couldn't break that.]

[And... that makes Edward pause, stop, and glance back. Wow. Genius. Maybe he could've done without the devouring-wolf bit, but... it was kind of funny.]

...You okay back there?

Uuuuugh..... [Dude, his head....that hurt... Give him a minute. He climbs back to his head, holding his head.]

Damn...What'd I hit? A truck?

A tree. What, you can knock them down with your fist but not your head?

[He shakes his head and looks up.]

Bet I could if I tried.

[This face. Really, a tree with your head?]

[He looks like he's ready to try, Ed. Really.

He sizes the tree up, takes a few steps back.

And then remembers.]

Gah!! We gotta get ta' the barrier!!

Move it, Shortstack!

[Sorry, Ed. He's not thinking. Also he's starting to run off again.]

[...Guy works at a mile a minute, geez. But at least he's not giving himself brain damage.

Not the smartest thing to say, though, because the insult fuels Edward's speed to dash after him, catching right up.]

DON'T CALL ME SHORT!!

[LOLOL IT'S AN OBSERVATION OF FACT, not an insult.]

I ain't gonna call you Stubby 'cause tha's jus' rude. Come on!

I already told you my name, so use it!

Naw, names're easy ta' forget. I ain't gonna forget no one named Shortstack.

There's nothing hard to remember about Edward! Stop calling me that!

[One more offense and he's charging in for the attack, chump.]

What'm I suppose ta' do if I meet anotha' one, huh?

Call him Edward, too. When someone has a name you're supposed to use it!

[Unless he's from some kind of bizarro-land where everyone has a different name or something.]

Shortstack's a name! It's a nickname. Ain't no one else gonna have that one.

[Dude if you're gonna keep using that name this will not end well.]

I said stop calling me that!!

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