A Second Chance on a New Life

-=Ed's up in his room. His room that he alchemically locks so that freak of fashion nature doesn't touch it! It's full of flames and skulls and horns and all those cool things that Ed likes.=-

-=He's humming softly as he's standing by his mirror --oh yes, he stole one-- that's sitting on the dresser. There's scraping noises and then the sound of swishing water and the tinking of something metal hitting against the edge of a basin.=-

Stupid ass hairs. I wish you'd figure out what you're going to do. If you're going to grow, grow. If not, then stop poking out once a month.

-=Did we forget to mention he's shirtless? Yes. And shaving with his right hand; a testament to Winry's skill. The PCD is only recording his back, which is about as scarred as his front is. There's a lovely starburst scar on his left side, just below his ribs. Another detail that's important to see is that the green stone ring he had on a cord around his neck is now on the dresser, seemingly forgotten.=-

[filtered to the people of Whipstaff]

I've bunkered down the cow as best as I can. None of us should be outside now until the weather breaks. The rope leading to the barn is buried, and if I find any of you being stupid and trying to break your cabin fever, you can expect me to kick your ass once you thaw out.

[end filter]


Hey. Don't go out. The wind out there will suck the body heat right out of you.

-=hasn't looked at the PCD, so he's oblivious about the current drama.=-

I'm free~


No more dormitories! I'm done with them so much that if I never see another one, I'll be happy! So.. so happy!



MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO


... Shit. I forgot about the stupid cow.


-=pauses, looks out the window, which is not in sight of the PCD.=-

Aw, man! WHO LET THE DAMN THING OUT IN THE FRONT YARD!?