Sometimes people leave you, halfway through the wood.

[garbagechild]

Who: Alphonse Elric, Envy, Greed, and Wrath.
Where: An ill-fated bakery. All around Goldenrod. The freakin' basement.
When: August 11th onwards! This is a catch-all.
Summary: The world has been pretty good to the various monsters and serial killers hailing from Amestris, but one particular villainous wild child has yet to be rehabilitated.
Rating: PG-13 for talk of abuse, manipulation, brainwashing, all that good stuff.
Log:

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[exeggutorhead]

[He crosses his arms, scowling; it's subtle but he's gripping tightly at his forearms.]

Yeah, her favorite slave.

I thought that was the best any of us could have, but that's not true. We can have better here.

[The 'we' is the important part.]

I was wrong.

[About so, so many things he'd said and done to Wrath.]

[garbagechild]

<sub>[It isn't until the 'w' word leaves Envy's lips that Wrath goes still, his wild-eyed glare briefly turning into something stunned.]

[Envy has never-- not once-- admitted to being wrong before.]

[Then his eyes narrow and he resumes his struggles, tight-lipped and with nostrils flaring. But that had an impact on him, clearly.]</sub>

[exeggutorhead]

[That's something, at least. And he can gather that he's not going to be getting anywhere else, not this time at least. Not with Wrath clamming up like that.]

[And if he tells himself he's not running away from more difficult talk when he turns back towards the stairs, maybe he'll believe it.]

Chimera's staying down here with you, to keep an eye on you.

[The big rock dinosaur rumbles again in agreement, nodding down at Wrath.]

[garbagechild]

_{[Wrath GROWLS, shooting Envy a sharp glare. Of course he'd use his Pokemon to his advantage-- and after taking away all of Wrath's!]}

You can't keep me down here.

I'll get out.

I'll find a way!