omg_fma | 9/4/07 // OOC!Scar, OOC!Psiren, IC!Ed, NPC!IC!Scar, NPC!IC!Psiren

Who: OOC!Scar, OOC!Psiren, IC!Ed, IC!Scar, IC!Psiren (and random civilian onlookers)
When: 9/4/07
Rating: T for language and acts of violence!
Category: AU, Misc. Happenings
Summary: During their trip to Aquroya, P!Al is separated from the group and Clara, Ed, and Mal all go looking for him… But bump into some other familiar - and not so friendly - faces instead. NOT CANON, TOTALLY AU.

OOC!Psiren: Oh my goodness, I don't know how we managed to lose that boy already... when was the last time someone saw him? *looking worried as she hurries down Random Street*

OOC!Scar: *trotting after Clara, staring openly at everything around him head whipping from side to side in disbelief* This is ... so ... wicked. The streets are made of water!

IC!Ed: *looking around, hands in pockets* Don't worry about it, Clara, he couldn't have gotten too far... *smirks at Mal* Well, it's not called "the city of water" for nothing, y'know.

OOC!Psiren: *even though she's worried, manages to laugh a little* I knew it was a good idea to bring you, Mal. ...And at least you've got the sense not to wander off!
OOC!Psiren: ...You're right, Ed. I expect he's staring in a store window somewhere. Still, I'd like to find him....

IC!Ed: *smiles reassuringly at Clara and nods* We'll find him sooner or later, Clara. We just gotta keep our eyes peeled.

OOC!Scar: *pushing his sunglasses up his nose* But it's just... just crazy they have a city like this! You could walk out your door and jump in the water and swim to work, if you wanted! *oblivious to the problem of Al, too flabberghasted by the sheer amout of WATER*
OOC!Scar: *pushing his sunglasses up his nose* But it's just... just crazy they have a city like this! You could walk out your door and jump in the water and swim to work, if you wanted!
OOC!Scar: *oblivious to the problem of Al, too flabberghasted by the sheer amout of WATER*

OOC!Psiren: Yes, of course, you're right again. I'd suggest splitting up, but I expect you two would get hopelessly lost. ...And most people go by water taxi, Mal. *grins a little*

IC!Ed: *laughs a little at Mal, though sort of confused* I don't see what the big- Oh. Right, not a lot of water where you're from.
IC!Ed: And yeah, we should probably stick together...

OOC!Scar: *laughs at himself reluctantly* That obvious, huh? *manages to tear his eyes away to glance at the shops around them* Maybe we can ask if anyone's seen 'im?

OOC!Psiren: You should have seen how excited he was about my pond when he first came to stay with me. *grins, but keeps her eyes peeled on the shops*

OOC!Scar: *ears go red, pretends she didn't talk*

OOC!Psiren: ...There's an idea, Mal. Maybe we should spread out a bit, canvass the neighborhood. Like Ed says, he can't have gone far. ...And he dresses rather distinctly, um. Maybe someone remembers seeing him.

IC!Ed: *flashes a smirk over at Mal, but chooses not to tease him right now. nods in agreement* Yeah, someone's bound to have seen him around here... *starts looking for someone to ask*

OOC!Psiren: I'll try some people on that side of the street....

OOC!Scar: *starting to have a bit of a hard time seeing as the sun is setting and he's wearing his sunglasses, asks a few of the younger crowd milling around if they've seen Al*

OOC!Psiren: *asks a cluster of women if they've seen a boy with long hair, a turtle on his head, and a green dress... receives strange looks*

IC!Ed: I'll take this side. *wanders over to a group of people milling around and describes Al to them, asks if they’ve seen him, they all shake their heads*

IC!Scar: *lurking in an alley, trying not to be seen as he searches for a retired State Alchemist he's heard lives around here*
IC!Scar: *happens to spot Ed as he walks past the mouth of the alley and freezes, then clutches his arm and looks more grim than usual*

OOC!Scar: *enjoying himself quite a bit, glancing up at Ed and Clara now and then to make sure they don't get out of sight*

IC!Ed: *goes to a different group of people standing around, asks them if they've seen Al... with no luck*

OOC!Psiren: *tries to tell cluster of women that no, she is not crazy, thank you very much*

IC!Scar: *strides from the alleyway, addressing Ed clearly and loudly* Fullmetal Alchemist, Edward Elric!

IC!Ed: *jumps inwardly at the voice, recognizing it even though it's been a long time since he last heard it... very slowly turns around and looks up at Scar, eyes wide* ...Oh shit.

OOC!Scar: *looks around by instinct hearing Ed's name, jaw drops* I- eh- it's- he- what the fuck?!

OOC!Psiren: *blinks when she hears Ed's name, turning... and gawking* ...Mal?

IC!Ed: *frozen in place, oh shit, this is an unfightable opponent... glimpses Mal and Clara* MAL! CLARA! GET OUTTA HERE!

OOC!Scar: *staring at the man who looks just like him, only older and badass; he has the scar, and his hair parts the same way, and his earlobes and eyebrows and chin are the same*
OOC!Scar: *rushing over to Ed despite his serious tone, perhaps even because of it* Ed, what--?

IC!Scar: *eyes only for Ed* God has blessed me this day, I did not think I would be so lucky.
IC!Scar: *would smile if he knew how, but instead rolls up his sleeve and, without preamble, slams his hand to the ground, sending an explosion towards Ed*

OOC!Scar: *eyes get even wider if that's impossible, something clicking in his mind* Oh, fuck, you're my--

IC!Ed: *finally makes himself move, jumps to one side getting out of the way in a roll and quickly gets to his feet* MAL!! GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE, NOW!

OOC!Psiren: *joins the rest of the bystanders in screaming, but opts to stand frozen in place as they run away*

OOC!Scar: *obeys without thinking, backing up and placing himself between Clara and the very frightening, explosion-making him*

IC!Ed: SHIT. *claps hands and slams them on the ground, making the ground at Scar's feet cave in from underneath him*

IC!Scar: *barely manages to leap away from the crumbling ground, diving and rolling to a crouch... and notices his double* .................

OOC!Scar: *matches his gaze, thinking it's like looking in a mirror only without the piercings and more scowly* WHAT THE HELL, MAN! *pissed off that this guy is acting like such a jackass*

IC!Ed: *seeing Scar notice Mal, sort of panics* Leave them alone, Scar, they haven't done anything to you!!
IC!Ed: *claps and transmutes his automail arm into a blade, just in case* It's me you want, right?! Don't even think about touching anybody else!!

IC!Scar: *slowly stands, glancing in Ed's direction to confirm his position but otherwise ignoring him, attention on his clone... takes note of the woman as well*
IC!Scar: ...He is a friend of yours? *addresses Mal*

OOC!Psiren: *eyes wide and trembling*

OOC!Scar: *thinks he sees his double looking at Clara, steps more fully in front of her, his face twisting into an almost dangerous, fiercely protective look, though it's a little lost on his face*

IC!Ed: *addressing Mal and Clara, and anybody else still out on the street* GET OUTTA HERE!! ALL OF YOU!

OOC!Scar: Ed? Yeah, he's my buddy. If you fuckin' touch him- what's wrong with you anyway? ED, SHUT UP, LET ME HANDLE THIS. *thinks that it's his double, and he should know how his brain works*

OOC!Psiren: *thinks Ed's giving mighty good advice* ...M-Mal?

IC!Ed: *shocked* WHAT?! YOU DON'T KNOW HOW DANGEROUS HE IS, MAL!

OOC!Scar: *softly, aside to Clara* Just - trust me.

IC!Scar: *regards him coldly... as is his habit... before clutching his arm again* ...I apologize. It is my mission from God to destroy him.
IC!Scar: *whirls, slamming his hand against a wall, sending splodey rocks towards Ed again*

OOC!Scar: *glances back at Clara, torn between wanting to protect her and wanting to confront him, rendered a moot point when Scar attacks and a wall of dust sweeps over them*

IC!Ed: *leaps out of the way, claps and hits the ground, makes stone walls erupt around Scar*
IC!Ed: *looks back over at the onlookers, sort of panicking, doesn't want anybody dying just because of Scar's state alchemist vendetta and because the two of them happened to be in Aquroya at the same time*

IC!Scar: *splodeys the wall, rushing through the dust in the direction he last saw Ed, arm ready*

Onlookers: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! *flee*

IC!Ed: *eyes go wide, turns on his heel and starts running like hell*

OOC!Scar: *starting to panic a little as well, wishing he knew what to do* Clara, we should call the cops. Can you get into one of the stores and ask for a phone? *continuing to interpose himself between the battle and her*

IC!Ed: *trying to think, trying to think, holy shit he's gonna die*

OOC!Psiren: *ducks when things explode, falling to the ground and covering her head*

IC!Scar: *touches a wall, trying to knock debris in Ed's path and slow him down*

IC!Ed: *running along said wall, sees lots of cracks running down it and passing him, screeches to a halt and changes direction just as the wall explodes*

OOC!Scar: *helps Clara to her feet, edging away from the fray*

OOC!Psiren: *looks up at Mal, eyes wide... isn't able to speak for a few seconds* ...Y-yes, cops, um, phone.... *glances around, letting go of Mal and hurrying towards a shop*

OOC!Scar: *torn once more ... he wouldn't kill himself, would he? Maybe he should help Ed...*

IC!Ed: *looks around while running, at least there are no more innocent bystanders too close to them. slides to a halt, claps, hits ground, turns the ground around Scar into lots of big spike things*

IC!Scar: *screeches to a halt, getting bloodied on one of the spikes, internally cursing Ed's damn sproingyness and alchemy*

OOC!Scar: *feels distinctly weird saying it, but* OY, SCAR!

IC!Scar: *splodies the spikes, creating a cloud of dust and using it as cover to slip into an alley*

OOC!Psiren: *can't find anyone in the shop, as they have run away... looks for a phone*

OOC!Scar: *to himself, jumping at the sound of explosion* Ishbala, he's scary--!

IC!Scar: ......... *thinks it's only polite to answer himself, but goes with remaining hidden... ducks in a side door into a building*

IC!Ed: *cursing profusely under his breath, holding his right arm out in front of him as a shield from the debris and coughing a bit because of all the dust. looks around for signs of Scar, still on his guard*

IC!Scar: *splodies another wall inside of the building he's in, jumping through the resulting hole*

OOC!Psiren: *screams as wall explodes and Large Scary!Mal grabs her*

OOC!Scar: SCAR, I JUST WANT TO TALK TO YOU, MAN, ALRIGHT? *has no idea what he's doing, just winging it* Can you stop blowing shit up for five damn min-- *breaks off, hearing Clara scream* Oh hell no.

IC!Ed: *hears the explosion, looks toward the building that it came from and starts running toward it, hears Clara scream, PANICS LIEK WHOA* CLARA!!!

OOC!Scar: *is closer than Ed, goes tearing into the room and sees his double holding Clara* LET HER GO NOW. *clenching his hands*

IC!Scar: *drags screamy woman towards the door, clamping his right hand over her mouth to stop the screaming, coming to a stop as his double bursts in*

IC!Ed: DAMMIT!! *bursts into the room a little while after Mal, moves to stand in front of him, hands clenched into fists, practically snarling at Scar* Let her go, Scar!! She's done nothing to you!!

IC!Scar: *narrows his eyes at Mal* Do not get involved, boy. God has demanded that I destroy the sinful alchemists with this cursed arm.
IC!Scar: *turns his eyes on Ed* Surrender, Fullmetal Alchemist, and she will be unharmed.

OOC!Psiren: *whimper*

OOC!Scar: *grapples with the big scary him, hooking an arm around his explodey arm and wrenching it away* What are you doing? What would Moshe think, you sick fuck? Ishbala demands that you not kill.

IC!Ed: *blinks in shock* MAL, WHAT THE HELL'RE YOU DOING?!

IC!Scar: *doesn't want to hurt a fellow Ishbalan, much less one that looks like himself, tries to trip him* Moshe gave me this arm!

OOC!Scar: *glasses knocked skewed onto his face, glaring at Scar, blinks in surprise when he says that about the arm* Look just- stop it for a minute. Just stop it and talk to me, Ok?
OOC!Scar: *doesn't dodge the trip, loosing his footing but holding onto Scar's arm, dragging it down with him*

IC!Ed: *stepping closer, panicking, holy shit this is all his fault* MAL!!

OOC!Psiren: *no longer has a hand over her mouth but finds it a good idea to stay veeeeerrrry quiet, although she sniffles a little*

OOC!Scar: *doesn't take his eyes from Scar's, which are so much harder and more vicious than his own though they are so similar* Please, man. I'm beggin' you. Just five minutes.

IC!Scar: *falls to his knees, partially on top of Mal, but doesn't release Clara* ...Say your words, boy.

OOC!Scar: Why ... *voice breaks, clears his throat* I'm your double, man. You know what that is?

OOC!Psiren: *eeps, stumbling as everyone falls over*

IC!Scar: I've had to kill the same alchemist twice often enough to get the idea. *glances at Ed, tightening his grip on the woman*

IC!Ed: *watching in complete shock, still panicking and glaring at Scar*

OOC!Scar: *breathing fast, wants to get him off Clara* OK, listen to me. *lets go of Scar, holding his hands up in the air*
OOC!Scar: I want you to let her go, right now. She has nothin' to do with this - she's not an alchemist and she’s never hurt anyone, ever.
OOC!Scar: I'm Ed's friend, grab me if you want. It amounts to the same, man. Please.

OOC!Psiren: *round eyes watching Mal, almost afraid to breathe*

IC!Ed: *hands as fists at his sides* It doesn't work like that, Mal. He wants state alchemists. I'm the one that just keeps slipping away from him. *addresses Scar again* LEAVE THEM ALONE.

IC!Scar: *gets to his feet slowly, eyes darting between the two of them* I do not want to kill this woman. Nor will I harm you. Edward Elric must surrender to me. Then you and the woman can go.

OOC!Scar: Why?
OOC!Scar: *glances at Ed, widening his eyes in a warning to stay back for just a bit more* Ed's just a kid. And you want to kill him? That's cold.

IC!Scar: *looking into Mal's eyes, sees what isn't there, what he sees when he looks in the mirror* ...They're all dead, Malachi. Our entire nation, slaughtered by those sinners, the State Alchemists.
IC!Scar: It is my mission from Ishbala to have revenge for my people, for my brother. For Moshe, taken from me.

IC!Ed: *had opened his mouth to speak when he sees the warning in Mal's eyes. watches, eyes narrowed, frustrated and angry and scared that Scar is going to kill Mal and Clara and it'd be all his fault...*

OOC!Scar: *looks as though someone's hit him over the head with a 2x4; his eyes darken and he looks away, on the verge of tears* I... *covers his mouth with his hand, unable to speak for a moment*

IC!Scar: You are lucky. Stand aside, Malachi. I must do this.

OOC!Scar: *composes himself just enough to speak* That woman you're holding, she's got little brothers. Ed's got a little brother. Killing them ... that's just sick.

OOC!Psiren: *whimpers again, biting her lip to keep quiet*

OOC!Scar: *voice gaining strength* I looked up that war. Ed wasn't old enough to be in it. He isn't a killer, and if you kill him just because he’s an alchemist ... that's just as bad as them killing us b-because we're Ishbalan.

IC!Ed: *is a little amazed by how brave Mal is being right now, looks over at him, eyes wide*
IC!Ed: *...is still poised to continue the fight if Scar lunges, though*

IC!Scar: That is the price that must be paid. I know I am a sinner. That is my burden. You do not understand, boy, and I pray you never will.
IC!Scar: *glances around, looking towards Ed* Where is your little brother, Fullmetal Alchemist?
IC!Scar: *stands tensely, wary of Surprise!Armor Attack*

OOC!Scar: *breathing hard, barely holding it together* No, you know what? I might not understand it all the way, but don't you just dismiss me like that. Fuck being a sinner. Sin all you want. But don't hurt people.

IC!Ed: *ouch that stings. looks back at Scar, narrowing eyes again and growling slightly* He's around. In fact...
IC!Ed: *looks just past Scar's shoulder* GET HIM NOW, AL!! *barks out as though yelling out an order*

IC!Scar: *falls for the oldest trick in the book*

OOC!Scar: *tenses, having no idea what Ed's thinking but ready to intercede when he can*

IC!Ed: *runs in and throws a jab into Scar's gut*

OOC!Psiren: *stomps Scar's foot and tries to pull away*

IC!Ed: *to Mal and Clara* RUN, NOW!

OOC!Scar: *doesn't think twice about it, grabbing Clara's wrist and hauling her the rest of the way free from Scar and dragging her towards the door*

IC!Scar: *realizes his mistake, shoving the woman away from him and diving out of the way, getting a good bloody graze in his side*

IC!Ed: *curses inwardly at the miss, but oh well mission accomplished, jumps away from Scar so he can't reach out with Arm of Destruction and kill him*

OOC!Psiren: *is dragged, stumbling after Mal with a relieved sob*

OOC!Scar: *wraps an arm around her waist and concentrates on getting them the hell away from there, trying not to think about how his double might be just a little bit right*

IC!Scar: *narrows his eyes, circling Ed warily, flexing his fingers and ignoring the bleeding*

IC!Ed: *watches Scar carefully, circling him as well, just wanting to buy Mal and Clara time to get away*

OOC!Psiren: *koala-clings to Mal, tears streaming down her face, looking over her shoulder with a gasp* ...Ed...!

IC!Ed: *still in his fighting stance, just waiting for the right moment...*

OOC!Scar: *stops when they're a block or so away, sinking onto a public bench, a stitch in his side* He'll fight better ... if we're not in the way ... he's tough...

IC!Scar: *circle circle* ...Your brother isn't here, is he? *new tactic!*

IC!Ed: *not gonna answer that, just glares*

OOC!Scar: *scoots his shoulder towards Clara in case she needs somewhere to cry, heart hammering in his chest, trying not to think that Ed might be getting killed at any second, by his own double*

OOC!Psiren: *SuperCling!* H-h-he's completely mad! *hiccoughs, burying her face in his chest*

IC!Scar: *...well, it was a good try, anyway... springs at him abruptly, trying to grab him*

IC!Ed: *throws himself to one side, rolling away from Scar and getting closer to the exit*

OOC!Scar: *laughs shakily* No shit. *runs a hand through his hair, clenching his jaw and looking away, his free arm curling against his chest* But ...

IC!Scar: *can't do too much splodeying in here, doesn't want to be crushed himself* Accept your fate, alchemist! *runs at him at an angle, trying to cut off his escape*

OOC!Scar: I can't-- I might be just like that if I-- *shudders, tucking his feet back beneath the bench*

IC!Ed: *hoohhhh shit, runs toward the exit as fast as he can*

IC!Psiren: *running past decked in obscenely tight black leather, high heels, and a mask; does a double take at the woman sitting on the bench*

OOC!Psiren: ...........No, Mal. You're not the same as him. You're not that kind of person.
OOC!Psiren: *face in chest, doesn't see anything*

IC!Scar: *isn't going to catch him, damn, opts for splodeying the floor in front of him instead*

IC!Psiren: *pauses, the clicking of her heels coming to a stop; bold as brass strides up right in front of them, peering down at the woman*

IC!Ed: *sees cracks running through the ground, somehow makes it into the doorway, braces himself as the ground about two feet away explodes at that exact second; is thrown clear out across the street from the force of the blast*

IC!Scar: *stands, frowning with triumph, stalking forward through the cloud of dust, trying to find where Ed fell*

OOC!Scar: *looks up at the woman, feeling as though he can't be shocked by anything else, but this just might do it* Let me guess. Your name is Clara? *weakly, recognizes her despite the mask*

IC!Ed: *struggling to pull himself up off the ground where he fell, coughing and wheezing and in some major pain. manages to get onto his hands and knees, but having a little trouble beyond that point*

OOC!Psiren: *lifts her head and jumps, startled, then... realizes what she's looking at* Hwuh.... *BRAINDEATH!*

IC!Psiren: *hands on her hips, narrows her eyes behind the mask* How'd you know that?

OOC!Scar: *glances between the two* Doubles. *hopes that explains it, cannot quite coherently form words because he can't stop thinking that damn, that Clara is hot*

IC!Scar: *hears Ed coughing, moves more quickly in that direction, hoping to reach him before he gets up*

OOC!Psiren: Nguh?

IC!Ed: *opts to start crawling in a random direction, hopes it leads to someplace safe and hidden*

IC!Scar: *spots a flash of red, moving away from him, doesn't want to take chances, sends splodies towards a wall near him, hoping to crush him with debris*

IC!Psiren: *glances at her double and then throws her head back, laughing* I love the outfit. What are you pretending to be, a nanny? *

IC!Ed: *hears the rumbling and the cracking and the sploding, quickly rolls away from where all the debris should land and jumps to his feet... only to fall to the ground on one knee again. looks around frantically for Scar*

OOC!Psiren: *gapes like a fish for a few more seconds before coming back to herself with an almost audible smack, frowning and standing abruptly* YOU! ...PUT ON SOME CLOTHES!!! *has gone completely pale*

OOC!Scar: *would be finding this a lot more hilarious if he weren't straining his ears to listen for any more explosions and worrying that Ed was hurt and might need help*

IC!Scar: ... *damn monkey keeps moving... rushes towards him, aiming a kick at his head, hoping to immobilize him so he can just kill him already*

IC!Psiren: *raises an eyebrow* Don't tell me, you're a prude? *reaches up and undoes the buckle at the base of her throat, sending a rather mischievous grin at Mal, wondering if he has anything worth stealing on him*

OOC!Psiren: *can't quite cope with this, brain not functioning properly* .........SHAME ON YOU!!! *bright red now*

OOC!Scar: *red as well, looking everywhere but the scantily-clad Clara, mouth dry*

IC!Ed: *just barely manages to move his head out of the way of the kick, his bangs getting swept by the foot, somehow manages to sort of half-run half-stumble a little ways away from Scar*

IC!Scar: You are only making this harder on yourself, Fullmetal Alchemist! Accept God's punishment! *more ground splodies*

IC!Psiren: *narrowing her eyes* Oh, honey. I don't do shame. *reaches out and grabs Mal's chin, making him face forward as she starts pulling down the zipper of her shirt, quite enjoying toying with them*

IC!Ed: *continues to half-stumble half-run the hell away from Scar, hoping the splodies don't catch up to him*

OOC!Psiren: O.O *might opt for purplish soon* WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! *shoves a hand in front of Mal's eyes, tries to stop Psiren from unzipping with the other hand*

IC!Scar: *races after him, shouting* You will meet your death, Edward Elric! God wills it!

OOC!Scar: *INCREDIBLY uncomfortable with this, leaning away; pushes Clara's hand away, not because he wants to see but because he recognizes the pattern of the tattoo nestled on her chest - Clara, with a tattoo! it's too much - and has an idea* That's alchemy, isn't it? *quickly*

IC!Ed: *recovered enough now to run a little more properly, claps hands, slides to a halt and hits the ground, transmutes a giant wall of doom across the whole street in a vain attempt to separate himself from Scar*

IC!Psiren: *sharply* What if it is? *ready to get away, maybe he's an undercover cop...?*

OOC!Scar: You need to help us. *doesn't even care anymore that it's crazy stripper-looking Clara, because Ed's life might be on the line* There's this crazy guy a few stores down, looks just like me. My friend Ed's there, he's trying to kill him--

IC!Ed: *...doesn't want to wait to see Scar blast his way through that, turns again and keeps running*

IC!Psiren: Ed? *remembers something vaguely, although she isn't sure why exactly her brain makes the connection* What's he look like? Short kid with a blond braid, by any chance?

OOC!Psiren: Yes! He told me he met you! ~~He neglected to mention you were naked!~~

IC!Scar: *screeches to a halt but hits the wall anyway, grunting*
IC!Scar: *splodies a hole in the wall*

IC!Ed: *aw shit, keeps on running like mad*

IC!Psiren: And someone's trying to kill the squirt?

OOC!Scar: Yes-- *trails off as the woman dashes away*

IC!Ed: *suddenly twitches for some unknown reason, feels like somebody may have just insulted his height*

OOC!Psiren: *winces at the explosion*

IC!Psiren: *follows the sound of explosions, drawing a packet of slickery, brightly-coloured cards from God only knows where, the array on her chest glowing maroon*

IC!Scar: *rushes through the dust, intent on finding Edward, Ishbala damn him*

IC!Psiren: *kicks the door down, high heels and all, wielding a card-made sword in her hand* Hey, boy, you in here?

OOC!Psiren: *stares after Psiren, starting to get over her initial shock... feels exposed, and finds it hard to look at Mal* She- that- *groans, sitting again, putting her head in her hands*

OOC!Scar: *clears his throat, wishing he could scrub the image of the not-Clara undoing her shirt from his mind* Our doubles are scary.

OOC!Psiren: Daddy would be so ashamed....

OOC!Scar: *elbows her lightly* Hey, come on. Least she wasn't killin' people. *grins feebly at his lame attempt towards humor*

IC!Ed: *running running running like hell, not at all looking where he's going. suddenly bumps into something, knocks whatever it is over and falls down on top of it*

IC!Psiren: *is bowled over backwards, ends up on her back with a short, frantic, dusty kid straddling her; smiles for nostalgia's sake, purring* Well, deja vu.

OOC!Psiren: *covers her head with her arms* No! This is worse! She's-! She's-! *having trouble coming up with a word for what she is* ...She's awful!

IC!Ed: *freezes and tenses up at the voice, manages to raise himself slightly and finds that he is... hovering over Psiren while her shirt is unzipped. blushes like mad and springs away, pointing at her in shock* PS-PS-PSIREN!

OOC!Scar: *surprised that it really matters so much to Clara, but pats her shoulder nonetheless* She's not you, don't worry.

IC!Psiren: *gives a smug little wave* So what trouble have you gotten yourself into this time, boy?

IC!Scar: *catches up, comes to a halt, eyeing Psiren warily* ...Who are you? *clutches his arm, because he hasn't done that in awhile, and it was getting lonely*

IC!Ed: *blushing and scowling at the same time, oh man at least he hadn't wound up accidentally fondling her breast again, had been just about to answer her when Scar came in. whirls around and falls into fighting stance again*

OOC!Psiren: *laughs hysterically for a few seconds, finally looking up at Mal with wide eyes* ...This is the worst day of my life.

IC!Psiren: *hops to her feet, catlike and far more mobile than someone wearing such tight clothes should be; she draws out the cards and flips them between her hands* Come on, Ed *grabs him by the jacket and starts running for the nearest canal*

IC!Ed: *is dragged away, ~~booo on his shortness boooo!!~~ eventually swats her arm away and starts running alongside her, still sort of blushing* Where the hell did you come from?!

OOC!Scar: *is surprised by the sudden, strong surge of resentment he feels torward her for lack of perspective, but pushes it away, knowing that he wouldn't feel that way if he weren't so stressed* Shhh, it's OK.

IC!Psiren: *tosses the cards in front of them with an arc of her hand, forming a narrow bridge one card wide and leaping onto it, looking over her shoulder* I live here, boy. Where did you come from?

IC!Scar: *gives chase* My fight is with the Fullmetal Alchemist, but if you interfere, I will kill you, too!

IC!Ed: I was supposed to be on vacation. *stops to eye the narrow card bridge, does not trust that at all*

IC!Psiren: *doesn't wait for Ed, running out into the water on the cards- he'll follow if he knows what's good for him*

OOC!Scar: *privately thinks that if anything happens to Ed, this will be the worst day of his life*

IC!Ed: *hesitates, looks back and sees Scar coming* Nggaahhh DAMMIT! *hopes this card bridge can handle the weight of his automail limbs and jumps onto the little narrow bridge, runs along it with arms held out to the sides for balance*

OOC!Psiren: *stares at him for a few more seconds, then scrubs at her face* ...I'm sorry, I- *bites her lip, fidgeting*

IC!Scar: *chases! stops abruptly at the side of the canal, eyeing the card-bridge distrustfully*

OOC!Scar: *feels bad about his resentment already, hoping it didn't show on his face or anything* Don't - it's OK, you can cry and stuff. I mean, I was scared shitless when he had hold of you...

IC!Psiren: *keeps going futher into the water, checking back to see if the attacker has fallen for her little trap*

OOC!Psiren: *shudders, latching onto him again* Lord preserve us.... *too shocked to cry at the moment*

IC!Ed: *running along this narrow little bridge thing and trying to keep balanced 'cause if he falls into the water he's sort of screwed*

IC!Scar:IC!Scar: *figures it's safe if they're still on it, jumps!*

IC!Psiren: *whispers* Gotcha…
IC!Psiren: *waits for him to move a ways from the edge and then has the bridge collapse*

IC!Scar: ....
IC!Scar: *is wrong!*
IC!Scar: *splashy splashy grr*

OOC!Scar: *swallows, once more letting his mind wander to whether he would be so bitter and violent if he grew up in a world where Ishbal was destroyed and Moshe dead*

IC!Scar: *clings to the side of the canal, hauling himself out*

IC!Ed: *doesn't look back to see what that splash was, just hopes it means something good*

IC!Psiren: *stops abruptly, the cards forming an island in the middle of the water, safe for now*

OOC!Psiren: *permacling!*

IC!Ed: *stops next to Psiren, only then looks back over toward the shore, trying to catch his breath* ...Th-Thanks.

IC!Psiren: *ruffles his hair patronizingly* No problem, kiddo.

IC!Scar: *stands up, dripping and glaring at them, wondering how to get them when they're in the middle of the water like that, when he hears sirens* ...........

IC!Ed: *blushes and frowns at Psiren, swatting her hands away from his head*

OOC!Scar: *hears the sirens as well, letting out a short sigh of frustration and relief* Finally, the cops are here. *nudges Clara gently* Can you hear that?

OOC!Psiren: *lifts her head from Mal's shoulder* Oh thank God.

IC!Scar: *weighs his chances of getting at them before the police show up and shoot him* .......
IC!Scar: *kneels and splodies the ground, creating a cloud of dust for cover, because if he's going to run away, he's going to do it with style, dammit*
IC!Scar: *.......runs away*

IC!Ed: *also hears the sirens, scowls in the direction they're coming from* Finally they get here... *suddenly remembers who he's standing next to and looks over at her, decides he should let her off since she just helped save his life... blushes a little more* ...You, uh, might wanna run. Police and wanted thieves don't exactly mix well.