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:

Continued from here.

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[exeggutorhead]

[Slowly, Edmund floats up to be almost 'sitting' on the back of the couch, instead of hiding behind it. He still looks shy, but not terrified.]

If you are here long enough to finish it, do you think you could lend it to me?

[armoredsoul]

[Another surprise! But Al smiles and nods easily.]

Of course! I don't see my stay here ending anytime soon, so it's no problem at all!

[exeggutorhead]

[Scribble scribble scribble. Edmund doesn't really have a mouth, but he's still clearly beaming at Al. What a polite young man!]

Why thank you. I used to be a librarian, so I always enjoy finding a good new book.

[armoredsoul]

[Al blinks a few times reading that, making a puzzled frown when he looks back up at Edmund.]

You were a librarian?

[exeggutorhead]

[Edmund gives Al a tentative little nod. He'd come to terms with what he is now a long time ago, it's just part of his world, but these otherworld trainers...they could get iffy.]

Oh, yes. When I was still a human, I worked in Goldenrod's main branch.

[armoredsoul]

[Thankfully, there's no judgement on Al's face; just surprise and a bit of curiosity!]

You were human before? What happened?