Ed waits for about a minute for April to offer any commentary. When he doesn't get any aside from the nod, he continues with the story. "So... we found ourselves a teacher; before, when we were teaching ourselves alchemy, we were making little things. Silly stuff, like a doll for our best friend's birthday. Toys. Flowers for Mom. But after she died... we were done with that stuff. We dove into it seriously. I think our teacher suspected what we were planning to do with the knowledge she gave us, but she never stopped us, only warned us not to do it.
"We were with her for about a year before we came back to Resembool. Pretty much the moment we got back, we started getting together all of the ingredients we'd need." He snorts. "Humans are actually pretty cheap to make, at least as far as the physical components go. The soul, though... that's another story entirely."
He takes in a deep breath, staring down at his feet. "Back then, we thought a couple of drops of our blood would be enough to account for the soul. 'This is our blood. From her blood. That's a fair trade.' Of course, I was wrong; it wasn't a fair trade. So when we started the transmutation... it looked like it was going fine at first, but then I felt this... this burning pain in my left leg. When I looked at it... it was being broken down by the forces of Alchemy.
"And then I heard Al calling for me. His entire body was being taken. I tried to help him, but..." he trails off and swipes his left hand across his eyes, apparently trying to hide the fact that he's started crying a bit.
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Date: 28 June 2012 03:15 (UTC)"We were with her for about a year before we came back to Resembool. Pretty much the moment we got back, we started getting together all of the ingredients we'd need." He snorts. "Humans are actually pretty cheap to make, at least as far as the physical components go. The soul, though... that's another story entirely."
He takes in a deep breath, staring down at his feet. "Back then, we thought a couple of drops of our blood would be enough to account for the soul. 'This is our blood. From her blood. That's a fair trade.' Of course, I was wrong; it wasn't a fair trade. So when we started the transmutation... it looked like it was going fine at first, but then I felt this... this burning pain in my left leg. When I looked at it... it was being broken down by the forces of Alchemy.
"And then I heard Al calling for me. His entire body was being taken. I tried to help him, but..." he trails off and swipes his left hand across his eyes, apparently trying to hide the fact that he's started crying a bit.