from shadows

She didn’t mind the darkness, never did actually. YoRHa Units need to operate under any circumstances so this didn’t really bug her as much as it would others. A2 made her way through the city just like any other day, although with added difficulty of a maze. Not that it mattered, she would still keep going regardless, but it seemed like there was a child in need of help nearby.

Biting her lip, the android couldn’t help but give in to her urge to assist someone in need. She slowly inched towards the direction she’d heard the voice from, calling out to them.

“Might be ‘cause we can’t see anything. No idea where we are either, kid.” She pauses, unsure how to handle someone so young. “You lose your parents or something?”

          {♣} —; “This sucks!” he exclaims in exhaustion, needlessly exasperating his actions. That’s what a lot of kids did right? Act incredibly bratty or easily excitable to get what they want? Pity and guilt usually worked.

          {♣} —; “I don’t know where I am....I feel like I’m in danger without Father and mother....” he begins to whine, a pitched cry softly whispering from his lips. “Can you help me please? I-I’m all alone and I’m scared, I really need help...”

          {♣} —; Struggling to find his way throughout the city streets Selim would wander around aimlessly. Where was he? Last he recalled the Fullmetal runt was about to rip out the souls within his philosopher’s stone, and he felt what was death’s door opening right before him. 

          {♣} —; Now? Now he was far from Amestris. He couldn’t feel the usual limit of the nation-wide tunnels that he usually could. Instead he was now only bound to his childish container, forced to wander about Father, about Greed—about whether or not their plan was accomplished. Was Amestris now a barren wasteland, left only for their god to continue on.

          {♣} —; Feeling a faint draft behind his form, Pride would turn around, only to be met with the illuminating presence of the one before him.

          {♣} —; Lights out, it had appeared that this strange new world Selim was subjected to had completely undergone the darkness of the night. There was barely a flicker of light— a lick of a flame to brighten the streets. It wasn’t the best situation for the homunculus, and he could only guide himself through the streets with a hand along the wall.

          {♣} —; Step by step, he wandered. Slowly, until he heard other footsteps. Unable to see, he’d call out as if he was the kid he appeared to be.