#levy-solid-script

Frisk was working with determination again, they alwase had to be extra careful with the substance when they did as if any of it spilled on anything, they would be in for a rather large explosion. so when Frisk finally put down the vile full of red liquid, it was startling to say that they were suddenly teleported to another dimension, they were pretty freaked out! Not only that but they seemed to have appeared about five feet in the air! With a small squeak the small child fell to the ground, they only hoped they didn't accidentally land on someone.

“Ow....why dose it alwase haveto happen this way...”

“Okay... so I was going to give this to you intact as a present, but it all got mixed together on the way here... Any ideas?” As for the direct context of her statement... It appears that the crimson haired mage had a little incident on the way to the guild and some of her gifts were messed with along the journey.

An ear perked up at the sound of knocking on his door. He gasped and blinked a few times. “A visitor? For moi? Oh, and I didn’t even dress up first! And its–”

Beauty and the beast starters

“My temper?!” The words are reiterated in ire filled disbelief, her eyes narrowing dangerously as she directs her attention from the guild full of arguing hooligans to instead glare at Levy, “Or maybe you lot could learn how to behave for more than five seconds!! Honestly, the guild master leaves for half a day and everyone thinks it’s a bloody free for all.”

Arguments and brawls were far from unusual within the walls of the guild and, while normally the Fairy mage could tune out the nonsense if she was in a poor mood, this particular occasion found her patience ruined along with her new dress when a random glass of alcohol assaulted her from across the room. Now there was a sizable red stain across her previously beautifully green dress.

She found her reaction reasonable, if perhaps a bit overdramatic, but this was a brand new, expensive outfit! She couldn’t just let the culprits get away without paying, if not literally, than figuratively!

“Kill to save Alphonse? You mean like it’s them or him? Like I lose him if I don’t kill someone?” His mind reeled but he knew he had to tell the truth.  “I mean... I guess... I dunno...” the panic was setting in. “I love Al with everything I am but I mean...to kill someone...a life is a life and all life is important but it’s Alphonse....I couldn’t just let him die...but to act in such a way wouldn’t it be selfish?” 

He sighs and starts talking to himself.

“What’re you saying, you’re already selfish. You’d do anything to save Al. You die for him, so to bloody your hands...what kind of solider acts without thinking they might have to kill someone? Dammit Edward what have you gotten yourself into?”

He sighs again, looking back at the person before him.