[Action / Voice]

[automailed]

[Talk about one hell of a morning. Waking up to the draft is bad enough, though truth be told he's kind of grateful for the distraction. But when Edward goes to visit his father's room to fill him in on the news in case he's unaware, he finds it empty, lacking any sign of the man ever living there. He stands in the doorway for a long moment, mulling over how exactly he's supposed to feel about this, then opts to push those feelings aside, shutting the door behind himself and returning to his own room. After the draft, he'll start packing; he isn't sure where he'll go just yet, but he knows that he won't be staying in this house anymore. There's... nothing left for him here. The last of his family is gone.

In his room, he goes to his journal, scrawling out a quick filter directed at his superior, but it fails. He frowns, tries again, only to get the same result. He has no idea where the colonel lives, but the malfunction seems to be answer enough about what's happened.

So. Moving on. Stubbornly he stuffs the journal into his coat pocket, shrugging it on and heading over to the house across the street, to check on the Hughes' family. With Elicia on the draft as well, certain things will need to be discussed. Unfortunately, more bad news will await him once he reaches the door.

All three. All three of them in one day, just... gone.

It isn't until later on that he finally returns to the journal, this time with a public announcement.]

Van Hohenheim, Roy Mustang, and... Maes Hughes... have all returned to their world. Just wanted to let everyone know.

If anyone's looking for a sparring partner to get ready for the draft, I'll be at the Battle Dome. Second room, assuming it's open.

[And true to his word, that's where he'll be for most of the afternoon; the rest of the day will be spent at the Hughes' house trying to help what's left of his (extended) family deal with this painfully familiar loss. He can be found at any of the locations mentioned and will be seeking out certain friends and castmates.]

Comments

[voice]

[godbent]

Hey. Install that red one Winry made for you before we go out.

[And she's out here on a damn boat.

...It seems futile now]

[voice]

[automailed]

I've got a set specifically designed for taking out on drafts. Why would I use the red one?

[voice]

[godbent]

Did you look at those space suits? I don't know if they'll form-fit your metal limbs and if there's any sort of tearing you're better off with a self-heating metal to avoid it freezing. Space is cold.

[Voice]

[moremoremore]

Those guys were here?

[Voice]

[automailed]

...You didn't notice?

Re: [Voice]

[moremoremore]

It's not like there was any kind of Amestris meet-and-greet here. I never even met that Hughes guy. But Mustang... he's that blind Flame Alchemist, right?

[avaricious]

[At the Dome, he'll find Ling. Ready to take him up on that offer. He lacks his usual cheer. Because he's looking fairly upset himself.]

Hi Ed.

[automailed]

Ling? [Edward pauses mid-step, taking note of Ling's unhappy expression. This doesn't seem like sympathy for the loss of his worldmates.] What's wrong?

[Voice]

[deathsdoctor]

[... there's the sound of someone punching his way through a table.

Too much. Too much. Too much in such a short time.

And right now he doesn't even have the luxury of time to mourn. He has to put it aside.

Sorry, Ed. Journal closing. Law can't deal with this right now.]

[contentedly]

[Gracia is just. Stunned. Between waking up without him next to her-- never again -- and the announcement that they were taking her baby girl off to fight...

She's sitting very quietly be the window.]

[automailed]

[It's unusually quiet in the house as Edward arrives, letting himself in when the knock gets him no response. He's not entirely surprised, though, what with the announcement going up. He's already decided that Elicia will be guarded very carefully while he's out there - it's the least he can do - so his first step is to head over to Gracia, intent on telling her as much.]

Miss Gracia?

[mikangirl]

[She doesn't know two of those names, but Hughes--

--right on top of the draft.]

I'm sorry.

[automailed]

[He can't say it's okay. It's not. Nothing about this is okay. None of them are going back to a pleasant experience.

Dammit...]

...Yeah. Me too.

voice

[skaterbrain]

Yo, Fullmetal. You n' me. Le's do it.

[He isn't in the draft, but damn does he want to punch something.]

voice

[automailed]

Right... you got it. I'll meet you there.

[He knows Beat isn't going- he'd taken note of the names of all of his friends or acquaintances when called out. Still, he appreciates the offer, and so he'll be at the dome as promised.]

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[handmotions]

[The thought of someone leaving your life is always hard. Noel understood this well. ]

All three of them? At once?

[He was curious of the details, but that wasn't his priority. There were more pressing matters.]

I'll meet you in the Battle Dome. The most we can do now is prepare for the worst.

[After saying that he headed towards the designated location hoping to meet someone. However, Noel didn't expect the other boy to be so short. Consider him shocked.]

action

[automailed]

[Edward's hanging around outside the room, fiddling with the control panel to get a new program started. He looks a bit scuffed up - he's had two spars already, after all - but otherwise none the worse for wear.

He notices Noel's arrival, munching on an energy bar from the upstairs vending machines, but the surprise makes him lift a brow.]

...What?

Voice

[installing]

[She ends up replying from the Smithy. Maybe she'll be able to catch him in person later.]

You won't be staying in that house anymore, I guess.
[Though it was nice having him as a neighbor she wonders where he'll go. There is more than enough room in their house, but he may not want to return there.]

Voice

[automailed]

[He'd expected her to be home and upset after that kind of news, so her response is surprising. Maybe she's just too used to it.

...Okay, that's just depressing. He pushes his thoughts aside stubbornly.]

It would be a waste if I did. It's too big for one person.

[Which isn't entirely the case; if it was something he'd chosen, he could easily live there on his own. He just doesn't want to, after... well, everything.]

[Action]

[oldest_trick]

[Heeeey there Pipsqueak. You might notice a dog or a cat, or some kind of ordinary household pet wandering into the battle dome today. You're probably wondering what a house pet is doing in the Battledome. Well don't worry. Because in a few sparks of electricity and some red flashy lights, it's going to turn into Envy!]

Well hey there, Pipsqueak. How ya holdin' up? [Looks like someone heard the announcement you made!]

[Action]

[automailed]

[Oh, great- a homunculus has come along to gloat. Edward glowers at him for all of two seconds before lunging forward, fist raised to attack without warning. He's not in the mood to deal with Envy's smirking face right now.]

I'll feel a lot better once once I've broken a few teeth, homunculus!

[voice]

[paladinlost]

Were the three of them from the same world? Yours?

[Three at the same time. That would not be a good sign.]

[voice]

[automailed]

Yeah, they were people from home.

[Been a great day all around, yep.]

voice; i'm not late

[dragoneer]

[He'd been really terrible about this last time Ed had lost someone important to him. Now he's lost three in one go--one of them his dad, regardless of how close or distant.

But he can't just ignore it. Even if their last encounter was...extremely awkward. Yeah, best not to think about it.]

...I'm sorry, Ed.

voice; you kinda are

[automailed]

[Ahaha, awkwardness... yeah, he's content to just ignore that stuff, too.]

Yeah, me too. You should be more worried about what's going on right now, though.