[identity profile] rsiasta.livejournal.com posting in [community profile] omg_fma
Who: OOC!Hei and Transmutey!Ed
When: 05/13/07
Rating: PG-13
Category: Misc Happenings
Summary: Hei and Ed meet up at Ed's apartment and get drunk.


T!Ed: *sprawled out on the couch, petting Kat gently as she snoozes on top of his chest, purring, and strains his ears for any sounds of Ren working, just making sure he's still in the apartment*

OOC!Hei: *hops in the lift, taking it to the right floor and stepping out, only slightly nervous, knocking*

T!Ed: *nearly has a heart attack when he hears the knocking, eyes going wide before finally remember it's probably just Hei, scooting the poor cat off her pillow and onto the couch before grabbing his crutch and approaching the door, calling through it* W-who is it?

OOC!Hei: It's me. *leans against the doorframe* Don't let me in, I might light you on fire. *grins*

T!Ed: *laughs, just a little nervously, and peers through the peephole of the door just in case before letting him in* Oh, thanks for the warning. Very nice of you.

OOC!Hei: *smiles big* Hey, it's the least I could do. *steps inside, looking him up and down* So how're you doing with that thing? *nods to the crutch*

T!Ed: Alright. *closes the door once he's in, bolting it locked* I'm thinking of switching just to my prosthetic, though. Er, until things blow over...

OOC!Hei: *nods, taking the liberty of heading for the living room, waiting a bit for Ed* Is it comfortable? I'd've thought you'd wear something like that all the time. *frowns* So things are still un-blown over, then.

T!Ed: It's not as comfortable as the wheelchair or crutch. It pinches a bit around the stump. *bites his lip, trailing after him and sitting back down, setting his crutch beside his cane* Things are still going terribly.

OOC!Hei: *grimaces a little* Ouch. Man, you really tend to get the short end of the stick, huh? *sighs, plunking down beside William the Bloody's cage and wiggling a finger to get his attention* Want to talk about it?

T!Ed: There's not much to talk about, is there? It's waiting now until he makes any moves. *slumps against the couch, miserably*

OOC!Hei: You can't just get away? Leave Envy to take care of it? I mean, it's his dad, right? You shouldn't have to deal with psychotic in-laws.

T!Ed: *looks at him sharply* I would never leave him to this alone. Never.

OOC!Hei: *flinches back slightly, opening the top of William's cage and petting him... carefully* Alright, alright. *sighs* Well then, is there anything I can do?

T!Ed: I don't know. I don't know if there's anything anyone can do. *curls up tightly in his corner of the couch, arms wrapped around his leg and staring off, lost*

OOC!Hei: *barely avoids de-fingerment by bunny and closes the cage, going over to sit next to him on the couch, not sure what to say* Well... my remedy for just about anything is getting piss-drunk and chainsmoking, but I don't know how appealing either of those sound to you right now.

T!Ed: We could get drunk, yeah... There's still some beer left in the fridge, and some absinthe too...

OOC!Hei: Absinthe. You have absinthe. *raises his eyebrows with a smirk* Because you don't hallucinate enough already?

T!Ed: Because it would get Ren drunk a lot more quickly. *smiles faintly back*

OOC!Hei: Oh, Jesus. Do I even want to know about those motives?

T!Ed: Er... He's a lot more dangerous when he's drunk.

OOC!Hei: And you want that?! You married a homunculus hit-man thing, and that's not dangerous enough for you?

T!Ed: No, I mean... When we have sex. I-It's really hot when he's like that. *blushing so hard* There were broken bottles and things...

OOC!Hei: Oh holy crap. *laughs a little* I've said it before-- you, kid, are into some kinky shit. Broken bottles? ...Are you alright?

T!Ed: I'm alright. I was, ah, bleeding in places I should probably never bleed, but... Er. It was really, really hot. *ducks his head, laughing a little*

OOC!Hei: *blinks* ...He didn't like, cut off... things, did he? I mean, places that aren't meant to bleed, that leaps to mind.

T!Ed: No, no! *laughs* Nothing there. I meant more like no lube. *smirks faintly*

OOC!Hei: Oh. ...OW! I heard the words "broken bottle" and immediately expected the worst. *grins teasingly back*

T!Ed: Well he did stab me a couple of times, but you know... Prices for hot sex. *shrugs*

OOC!Hei: *minor jawdrop* That's abuse! ...Right? I know you can heal faster, but... but... man.

T!Ed: *laughs* I wanted it, it's fine.

OOC!Hei: You are such a little headcase! *laughs* Let me know the stay far the fuck away from this place when he's drunk.

T!Ed: I will~ It'll probably never happen again. *bites his lip, glancing up at the stairs before dropping his voice* Our sex life has become rather one sided recently.

OOC!Hei: Never? *frowns quizzically* What happened?

T!Ed: Him getting drunk, I mean. *bites his lip* Ever since his - his... that man showed up, he hasn't wanted to lose control, you know? And that would be one way... It's not his fault and he'll still get me off, but I feel so bad for him... *hugs his leg tight to his chest, frowning*

OOC!Hei: Yeah, but this thing with that cretin hanging around- that's temporary, right? It's got to be. Besides, you married him. And, okay, don't take this the wrong way, but it's you. There is no way he's gonna spend the next sixty or whatever years of the rest of your life just getting you off. There is just no way.

T!Ed: Well, yeah... *blushes brightly* I hope he doesn't spend the rest of my life just getting me off... I mean, I want him to enjoy it too, you know? Though he did seem to enjoy when I told him about that dream I had with him in it, heh...

OOC!Hei: *grimaces, making a face and laughing* Gross! I don't think I even want to think about him... doing that stuff. Blech. ...No offense. *grins brilliantly* But I get what you mean. Who'd want to be married to someone with no interest in sex. You really think it's permanent?

T!Ed: *laughs, shaking his head* I doubt it's permanent. At least I really hope it's not permanent. ...You don't think h-he'll be here long, do you?

OOC!Hei: *has no clue, but understands that this probably isn't very important* Nah. It'll blow over before you know it. *smiles reassuringly* You'll be back getting stabbed by that psychotic spouse of yours in no time.

T!Ed: Good... Thanks. *uncurls a little bit, finally relaxing some*

OOC!Hei: *grins* You said you had some beer upstairs?

T!Ed: I did, yeah. *grins back*

OOC!Hei: Shall I take the liberty of ransacking your fridge, then?

T!Ed: Get to pillaging, my friend~

OOC!Hei: Whoohoo! *gets up and heads for the stairs* Be back in a sec, stay right there~

T!Ed: Not going anywhere~ *gestures to what's left of his leg, grinning*

OOC!Hei: Yeah, yeah. You just like the excuse to make us all do your bidding~ *snickers, running upstairs and rummaging around in the fridge*

T!Ed: *laughs, stretching a little, waiting for him to come back*

OOC!Hei: *comes back a few minutes later with an armload of beer and a bag of pretzels* Tadaa~ *sets everything down with various klunks and clatters on the coffee table*

T!Ed: ...All we need is some sort of sports game and we're set. *laughs, grinning, and takes one of the beers*

OOC!Hei: ....Riiiight. *raises an eyebrow and tosses him a bottle opener*

T!Ed: *takes the bottle opener and pops the top off the beer, tossing it back to him*

OOC!Hei: *catches it, opening his own* So besides Psycho McCrazyman, what's new around here? What've you been up to?

T!Ed: Nothing, really. I work at a flower shop, come home, have lots of sex, go to bed, wake up and do the whole thing over again. *shrugs* Alfons and his brother came back a few days ago, I don't know if you saw.

OOC!Hei: *smirks* You have such a one-track mind, you know that? *takes a swig of his beer, nodding* Yup, Clara told me they were back. I've been meaning to track them down.

T!Ed: *takes a long drink from his beer, mulling something over before blurting out* Did you know they were screwing each other?

OOC!Hei: *snorts his sip, sputtering and gasping, rubbing at his nose* ...Ow. Um, no. Incidentally I did not. Say what now?

T!Ed: Oh, er... Ren said they were fucking. And apparently they are. I-I wasn't sure if everyone knew...

OOC!Hei: ...........How the hell'd he know, of all people?

T!Ed: I-it seemed like I told him, and forgot when I was brought back. *bites his lip*

OOC!Hei: *takes a loooong drink, thinking* No, wait. I do remember something from back- remember that one night when I came home with Alfons' brother? I was totally shitfaced and you guys kinda stashed me in the guest room? I woke up and heard a lot of screaming, it seemed like the three of you were arguing about someone being jealous of someone else but I chalked it up to being completely incoherent.

T!Ed: So I guess he wasn't making it up... *blinks, finishing off his first bottle* ...Don't tell either of them I told you. Or anyone else about this for that matter. I think I embarrassed them enough the other day.

OOC!Hei: Uh, yeah. Sure. *takes a drink, tossing Ed another bottle* How'd the hell it happen, anyway?

T!Ed: *pops the top off of it, downing a good part of its contents* I'm not sure. I don't really remember that much about it. *shrugs*

OOC!Hei: *raises his eyebrows, watching Ed* Woah there, Nelly. I don't wanna have to scrape your carcass off the floor for a good hour yet. *grins* Huh. Yeah, I remember some of that stuff now. Mostly my brother making me promise I'd never come on to him. *rolls his eyes*

T!Ed: ... *blinks at the bottle, not really registering how fast he was drinking, setting it down very carefully on the coffee table* ...You would come on to your brother?

OOC!Hei: Oh fuck no! *finishes his first bottle, setting it aside, muttering* Hard to, anyway- let alone talk to him. Wherever the hell he is.

T!Ed: *makes a face* I don't see why anyone would want to come on to their own brother, honestly. Eurgh. *pauses then downs the rest of his second bottle, not really caring at this point*

OOC!Hei: And everyone keeps saying I'm the weird double. *laughs a little*

T!Ed: Not true~ You're the normalishish one. *snickers quietly, groping for a third beer*

OOC!Hei: *grins* How you figure? *tosses back another swig* ...You okay there?

T!Ed: You haven't fucked your brother. 'Lease s'far as I know. *grabs a third bottle and nearly takes it down in a single gulp, grinning sloppily* Yup~

OOC!Hei: *gags on his beer* Not planning on it, either! Fuck, have you seen my brother? ...Well, okay. He looks like my double's brother who looks sort of like you but STILL! He can't even pick out matching socks in the morning. That and he's my brother. *snickers, flopping back against the couch cushions*

T!Ed: *grins big* I'dda fucked him. Or had him fuck me, whatever. Been with Alfons, though. And married. Like being married. *slumps, grabbing for a fourth and not quite getting it*

OOC!Hei: *nudges the bottle closer to him with a toe* You'd've fucked my brother? Now there's a weird picture. He looks like you. Isn't that some kind of... thingy-complex? *sighs* Still can't believe you're married. And that you like it. *finishes his beer*

T!Ed: Nah. Would have if I weren't with someone at the time. *takes the magically moving beer, fumbling with the cap before finally just tearing it off* S'good. Ren changes into me sometimes when we do it~

OOC!Hei: *opens another beer with the bottle opener, looking wide-eyed at Ed when he wrenches his own cap off* Um... Wow. How did you just do that? *rolls his eyes* Why is my stupid brother always the fuckable one? I'm... taller! And stuff. ...This is not me coming on to you, fyi. *makes a face* He does what now?

T!Ed: Aww~ *takes the fourth beer down in one go, sprawling back on the couch, looking up the ceiling* Changeshifting thingy. Make himself look different.

OOC!Hei: Uh, you might wanna pace yourself a bit, there... *finishes his own, not to be outdone regardless* Yeah, but he changes into you. Thas sorta fucked upish.

T!Ed: Ish hot~ *snickers quietly to himself, vision blurry and feeling a little dizzy*

OOC!Hei: Itsh cuz your hot. *grabs another beer, sloppily getting the cap off* ...Wait, he dinnint hear that, right?

T!Ed: *blushes, giggling* ...I can ask~

OOC!Hei: GAH! *almost falls over* Nononono bad.

T!Ed: Lemme go see what he says... *reaches for his crutch, missing and going toppling over the side of the couch, hitting the carpet with an oof* ...Ow.

OOC!Hei: Hey! You okay? *leans over the armrest, nearly slipping head-first, taking a breath and getting to his feet, mostly steady* Careful. *reaches down to help him up* Um... how do I do this?

T!Ed: Mmm... soft carpet. *looks blearily up at Hei as he reaches to help him back up* ...Do what now?

OOC!Hei: Um, you wanna get back up? I don't know how you really... do things. *motions vaguely to the stump of Ed's leg*

T!Ed: Mmm, yes. Up. Thingy. *sits up with some difficulty, trying to clamber back up onto the couch*

OOC!Hei: Hey, woah, um... *reaches for his arm, not really sure if that's right* ...Maybe stick to the wheelchair when you're drunk, huh? Uh, where is it? *glances around, trying not to be woozy*

T!Ed: It's... I dunno. *blinks, halfway up on the couch already, holding onto Hei*

OOC!Hei: *helps support him, helping to haul him back onto the couch* Well, I don't want you getting impaled on the crutch. *grins lopsidedly*

T!Ed: *makes a face* Ewwwwwwww... *curls up on the couch, making himself comfy*

OOC!Hei: Yeah, exactly. *ruffles his hair teasingly, grabbing another beer for himself and a few pretzels, munching* So you've hung out with my double already? How is he?

T!Ed: *smiles blearily, feeling much more at peace with the world now that he's blasted* He's good. Went to dinner and stuff. I think he's staying at an inn somewheres...

OOC!Hei: Oh, no kidding. Maybe when you're coherent, I'll wrestle the name of the inn out of you. *decides this being mostly-sober thing sucks, downing half his beer*

T!Ed: It's some thingy down the street. ...Not sure which street, but a street. *blinks before yawning, nestling his head against the armrest*

OOC!Hei: ...You're gonna pass out, aren't you? *glares halfheartedly*

T!Ed: Nngh. *flails* 'M awake.

OOC!Hei: ...Uhuh. *drinks some more* It's alright, you know. I can just hang out and sober up a little before riding my bike home if you want.

T!Ed: Can pay for a taxi for you. *grins faintly, eyes starting to close*

OOC!Hei: Nah, I got my bike. *smiles back* You okay sleeping here?

T!Ed: Mmhm... Ren'll find me later. *yawns, giving in and letting his eyes slide shut* Maybe get some good sleep this time.

OOC!Hei: You haven't been sleeping well, have you? *frowns, concerned*

T!Ed: *shakes his head, frowning* Too many nightmares, all about the same thing...

OOC!Hei: *sighs, sitting back* Same thing, huh?

T!Ed: *nods, curling up tightly* Always running through my maze. I can hear - hear Ren screaming and I can't find him... There're th-things with th-their mouths sewn shut, not the regular monsters, and his f-father is there somewhere with him...

OOC!Hei: Oh, God. *bites his lip, frowning* Go to sleep, Edward. I'll stay here for awhile and make sure you're alright.

T!Ed: Th-thank you... *sobs softly, arms wrapped tightly around himself*

OOC!Hei: *hesitates a moment before moving closer, resting a hand on his arm gently, hoping contact might be a little comforting*

Date: 2007-05-16 08:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shichahn.livejournal.com
T!Ed ;_;

Date: 2007-05-16 09:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] songless-psiren.livejournal.com
Yes. And lots of sadness everywhere. T_T

...Which I cannot properly express without a sad icon. TT_TT

Date: 2007-05-16 09:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] evilalphonse.livejournal.com
Wait, what? How is that possible that you do not have a sad icon? I should fix that. Except you use all the ones you do have pretty regularly. Hm. And I don't think Clara made too many good sad expressions in that episode. Though I could fix that.

Date: 2007-05-17 09:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] can-i-eat-it.livejournal.com
Yeah, no, that's always been the problem... I don't know which one I'd give up. It'd pretty much have to be "err", but that icon's so much fun....

Date: 2007-05-17 04:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lostforeigner.livejournal.com
True. And I like "err". D: And what would you do if you didn't have it? You'd be like "crap, I need an 'err...' icon!" So... I guess that solves that.

Date: 2007-05-17 09:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] songless-psiren.livejournal.com
Yeah, I think we've gone through this song and dance before, with the same conclusion. What we really need is more icons in our free accounts. *nodnod*

Date: 2007-05-17 09:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shichahn.livejournal.com
Alas, the truth, it hurts.

Date: 2007-05-18 07:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] songless-psiren.livejournal.com
*dies from laughter* ...Now that's an awesome icon.

Date: 2007-05-18 08:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shichahn.livejournal.com
XDD Just another masterpiece from [livejournal.com profile] hime1999.

Date: 2007-05-19 07:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] songless-psiren.livejournal.com
Ah, of course~.

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