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dramadramaduck2010-12-16 06:16 pm
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[Video, accidental...or maybe not.]
((After this post. Or fight rather, and before this day. ))
[The scenery is white. Inaba is a snowy place when it comes down to it, as Edward's phone is in his automail hand all you can really see is white, and a black sweatshirt. A glimpse of his flesh hand, it's red from the cold and there's dried blood, not that Ed seems to have noticed. As he trudges through the snow it's hard to tell if he's on the road to Inaba proper, or further into the farmland. He's not even sure where he is, when it comes down to it.]
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[A stumble and the angle is changed, you can see Ed's face, his braid poking out of the hood and little clouds come in fast breaths as he walks. He's getting tired. It's dark, and he's been out there awhile now. Because of the snow he hasn't really made as much progress as he would have liked. Honestly, he's trying to reach somewhere specific, a farm he's familiar with. But he's lost.]
[He pulls his flesh arm around his stomach, grimacing a little. He's so tired. His lips are moving, quietly at first and finally he finds his voice, a soft, muttered litany.]
Come on you motherfucking asshole...that's it, take everything I got. Give it to me, take it away, make it hurt. You fucking little shit. I ain't dead yet, I can take more...come on, what the fuck do you got?! Huh?
[He's quiet for a moment.]
That's what I thought.
[He stumbles and collapses to his knees, hands flat as he takes a few deep breaths before looking at the phone. His eyes close and he balls his fists.]
That's what I fucking thought. Coward.
[The scenery is white. Inaba is a snowy place when it comes down to it, as Edward's phone is in his automail hand all you can really see is white, and a black sweatshirt. A glimpse of his flesh hand, it's red from the cold and there's dried blood, not that Ed seems to have noticed. As he trudges through the snow it's hard to tell if he's on the road to Inaba proper, or further into the farmland. He's not even sure where he is, when it comes down to it.]
<
[A stumble and the angle is changed, you can see Ed's face, his braid poking out of the hood and little clouds come in fast breaths as he walks. He's getting tired. It's dark, and he's been out there awhile now. Because of the snow he hasn't really made as much progress as he would have liked. Honestly, he's trying to reach somewhere specific, a farm he's familiar with. But he's lost.]
[He pulls his flesh arm around his stomach, grimacing a little. He's so tired. His lips are moving, quietly at first and finally he finds his voice, a soft, muttered litany.]
Come on you motherfucking asshole...that's it, take everything I got. Give it to me, take it away, make it hurt. You fucking little shit. I ain't dead yet, I can take more...come on, what the fuck do you got?! Huh?
[He's quiet for a moment.]
That's what I thought.
[He stumbles and collapses to his knees, hands flat as he takes a few deep breaths before looking at the phone. His eyes close and he balls his fists.]
That's what I fucking thought. Coward.
[Voice]
[Voice]
[Voice]
[Voice]
Do you have enough strength to transmute? See if you can transmute the snow into ice and move it away from you. The ground beneath you should still retain more heat that the snow itself...
[Voice]
[Voice]
[He's hoping that the transmuted ice will also act as a shelter against the wind, but more importantly, it'll serve as a landmark to help find Edward.]
Someone... Someone will come get you shortly. So stay where you are. Don't fall asleep. Try to keep warm...
[Video]
[Voice]
Don't die... Please, don't die! You can't die like this...
[Voice]
[Voice]
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