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It's not home, but considering his nomadic lifestyle, he probably won't spend a lot of time at the apartment they assigned him to either. At least...not until he figures out how this place works.

The next person he asks mentions that they saw Al recently, if not a few moments ago, in which case he picks up the pace in the direction they pointed him to, and when he catches a glimpse of that familiar suit of armor: "Alphonse!"

By now, he's full on running until he can firmly plant his feet right next to him. "Al, I'm glad I found you." Not glad they're here, but thankful they could reunite nonetheless. "This place is weird, right? When they said we’re ‘taken from our universe and put into theirs’, like hell I’d believe that!" 

Welcome!

You’ll be staying in Condo 415!

You’ll retain everything from your previous stay!

Enjoy your stay!

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A mass of monsters approaches the area where a certain armor boy is. They range in size, shape and form, but the stench of danger and death they bring is unmistakeable. Although I suppose that wouldn’t bother you if you can’t smell to begin with.

There are several of them, arriving from all directions. Reasonably, no ordinary person would stand a chance fighting these many at once, so the best course of action would be to run. However, there seems to be no breach for such, not without risking grievous harm or death.

Perhaps this is the end of line for Alphonse... Or it would be, were it not for a sudden flash of gold that appears before him. At best, he’d be able to process the faint shape of butterflies before the grandious army surrounding him is obliterated in a manner of seconds, if that.

Once they’re done for, the flash slows down, soon revealing itself as a cloud of golden butterflies, which then condenses until it achieves human form, revealing a man with a golden sword in hand and a cool cape.

He had to admit, as much as he’s traveled across his world, the change in atmosphere and technology was quite overwhelming. It was far different than how it was back home, where the most advanced thing at the time was alchemy itself.

He had hoped that things hadn’t changed too much and his alchemy was the most powerful as it was, it seemed like these new trains and ‘cars’ could do many things that horses and the trains from his time could not. So who knows how much alchemy had changed since then and how many discoveries could’ve been made? But then again, his alchemy couldn’t be beat even with the changes, due to being a strong philosopher stone and all. So maybe, just maybe, if there was a bigger threat he could try to fight against it. But little did he know he was now weakened...

As he walked he could see a familiar plate of armor - wasn’t that from his collection? Why was it walking? He moved across the crowd, bellowing ‘excuse me’ as he bumped into people until he was able to put his hand on the armor. It felt cold, but at the same time it felt warm, full of life...

The armor had turned its head, red orbs of light that almost seemed to be piercing into him. It surprised him even more, this must’ve been some strange dream. Maybe that’s why everything seemed strange to him, correct?

“So, it’s a little surprising how you’ve managed to come to life. But I promise that I’ll take you back to my housing-“

         The weather forecast called for rain again, and luckily Izuku remembered his umbrella as he went out this time around. Getting stuck in the rain? Again? Not this time! He was prepared!  Especially when it started to drizzle, which started nice but opened his umbrella a few seconds later due to not wanting to get wet. 

         With one hand keeping his umbrella still upon the resting position he had it on his shoulder, his other hand held his phone. He scrolled through the Hive city news, trying to keep up with the latest happenings while he was walking. 

         Which wasn’t a very good idea. 

         It wasn’t especially good when Izuku ran face first into a large suit of armor. A loud hollow thunk was heard as Izuku stumbled back, rubbing his nose. 

         This was the second time this week he ran into something because he wasn’t paying attention.

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Thunk ... thunk ... thunk ...

Whoa-oh-oh, Envy knows those footsteps!

Doesn’t take long for the homunculus to spot the towering set of armor. The younger Elric had that bane against him - loud, clunky, and sticks out like a sore thumb. Perfect for someone like Envy to pick out in a crowd and change course instinctively. A chance like this wasn’t going to be passed up for anything this world had to offer.

Envy makes a hole as they fast-walk down the sidewalk, pushing oblivious people aside as they follow the altruistic hunk of metal. Something sinister grows in Envy’s eyes, which crinkle at the edges due to a larger, worse-off grin splitting their face. Poor, meek, yet stubborn Alphonse. Right at their fingertips. No pipsqueak in sight.

As soon as Alphonse rounds a corner toward a less densely populated part of the Sector, Envy leaps. Quite literally, in fact, they make a large, arching jump through the air and land square on one of Al’s shoulders. Immediately, they squat, perched like a bird, graceful and all malice.

Swiping a hand down, Envy slaps their palm atop that steel helmet.

Hands this man an actual water instead, “Please don’t.”