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arrogcns liked your post âprewrathcandinate: starter call..â
 âHey kid....um, are you lost?â there was something wrong with this kid, like why was he in a miltary facility of all things? Unaware of true nature of the enemy, or soon to be ally, experiment four was curious on why a child was here.Â
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Starter for @arrogcns // In which Ed is tired.
âHe was your family. He was your brother!â Ed spits out. He gets to his feet raggedly, ignoring the burning sensation in his arm. Please donât be broken. Please, please donât be broken. He attempts to move it; luckily the arm complies. But barely. Good.
âHow could you DOÂ that?â He demands, although Ed already has an idea of how the homunculus will respond. How he loathes the smug look on Prideâs face. The lack of regret he sports is enough to send Edward into a state of fury. His word blur together, borderline incomprehensible:Â âDid he really mean so little to you?â
At least Gluttony had cared about someone. For all of his simple-mindedness, Gluttony knew what it was like to lose someone he loved and had responded appropriately (and Ed had almost lost his life in the process!) . But this---------this was despicable!
"hey shortie! trick or treat!" ignore the bunny ears and fluffy costume (mrs. bradley had a cruel streak)
  âWhâ-â The comment takes Ed aback, given that he feels like heâs grown substantially since Al got his body back, but this one comment from Selim sends him into a microcosmic spiral.
  âIâm notâ-whaâââââyouâre one to talk!â The kid comes up to his shin and he really is going to call Ed âshortie?â Wasnât Selim supposed to be NICE after having the homunculus figuratively ripped out of him? What the hell?!
  Scowling down at this child that has dealt a serious blow to Edward Elricâs ego, the ex-alchemist swipes the candy off of the nearby table and holds it above his head. âNo candy for brats with no manners!â He sticks out his tongue for good measure.
         â -- THATâS NOT TRUE ! YOU CREATURES canât understand anything about humanity or civilization ! â as he speaks , edâs hand raises to his chest before flying out to his side . that small desire to lunge at pride then &&. there growing with his every arrogant word ; but in doing so , in ed thinking that he could take the other on in a one-on-one fight , well - itâd simply be arrogance in its own right . he refused to stoop to such a level .
       a myth . something spoken about like a whisper traveling on the wind , but could never come to fruition . hands return to their original position at his side only so his fists can clench out of frustration . he had seen first - hand how civilizations continue doing their best to thrive , to repair , to overcome . no matter how bleak the circumstances around them doing so are .Â
      edward had learned much of war &&. the tragedies plaguing humanity on his travels ... but he also learned that at the heart of almost every single one of them were the homonculi . forces created for the sole purpose of disrupting civilizations . destroying them . you couldnât destroy a myth ; there was nothing concrete to get rid of . as he adds to his heated response , he feels his anger only rise .Â
      â IF ANYTHING , the only truth here is that civilizations get destroyed for BULLSHIT reasons ! &&. iâm not gonna let you destroy anything else , pride ! you got that ? â
@arrogcnsâ.
âam i hearing a deathbed confession?â
the six basic emotions: anger. disgust. happiness. sadness. surprise. fear.
a human heart is hidden underneath layers of ice && snow; a living, beating, human heart; a heart that pumps out blood, just like any other â blood that runs cold with FEAR. she is not so detached from humanity that she would forsake the traits which make her so⌠even if given the choice.Â
this //thing//
ancient; sinister; a force to be reckoned with; a beast under the guise of a boy. in a twisted way, itâs almost funny⌠she had never been especially fond of children.Â
this // thing//
it stares at her with soulless eyes. her own pride demands that she not look away; not even when her pulse grows erratic && her throat runs dry.
this // thing//
olivier remembers it vividly, still. a patrol gone missing; a horse driven to madness; && nothing but a severed arm⌠it was this abomination that was responsible for the needless deaths of her men â this homunculus. a bloody memory chafes at her core⌠anger is more potent than fear.
âoh, please⌠i have no intention of dying â  not yet. least of all, at the hands of a disgusting, miserable runt like you!!â
[x] @arrogcns
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  she grips tight the pen in her hands, the all too familiar prickling of the hairs at the back of her neck warning her of prideâs intrusion.  with a click, her pen is discarded. she smoothly gathers the papers before her, arranging them neatly atop her desk.  âit must be boring to keep watch over me,â she comments idly.  âiâm not going anywhere.â risking her own life means putting the colonelâs on the line, too. ( without her, who will protect him? )  âiâm not foolish enough to think i could outwit you.â      / @arrogcnsâ
@arrogcnsâ asked:  âyouâre not safe here.â
   this pride, he seems to feed off fear ---  her fear.  riza slows to a stop on the sidewalk, and doesnât bother to look behind her. she can guess what she might find: shadows, darker than sheâs ever seen, with EYES and malicious grins that follow her every move.   âam i safe anywhere?â she questions, tone wry. if she is to die at the hands of this homunculous, she will die with dignity  ;  he will not warrant her terror.  she gathers up all of her courage to add,  âiâll be going now. itâs getting late, and iâll need rest if iâm to report to the fuhrer in the morning.â she takes a tentative step forward, and waits for him to pounce.
kicks down your door to yell abt how GREAT you write edward elric!!! he's a contradiction of so many things - volatile and soft, enraged and repentant, proud and humble, all at once, and you write him w/ each contrast so beautifully! i love reading everything u post abt him and honestly i could gush for hours more but! ren your edward is inspired!
THHHHANK YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU IM SO HONORED bc i could wax poetic about how much i love your writing and your portrayals (aka you should reblog this here or on sakura so i can do that) and thatâs such high praise coming from someone i admire so deeply. thank you again i cherish you!
