The Art of Beach Alchemy [Open]

[fulltinyalchemy.livejournal.com]

Night had fallen and Ed was out in full force.

Having decided to wait till the evening to make the effort even more spectacular, Ed had waited till the sun had set before performing his alchemy. A fitting tribute and all together frivolous, he clapped his hands.

A ring of energy formed and a statue formed of Alphonse in what he considered to be a heroic pose. He clapped his hands again and more statues formed; Armstrong without his shirt and posing, Fuery looking heroic with gun at his side while petting Den, Breda with a sandwich, Havoc in mid-drag of his ever-present cigarettes, Granny Pinako with her pipe, and even Hoenheim, as much as Ed was frustrated with him deserved a spot on his little beachfront adjustment. May stood at the bottom of the group, hands folded into her sleeves, and Ran Fan's grandfather stood in the final position.

It would stand here on the beach, rimming a set of rocks that he also had transmuted into strong glass and marble. A statement that the Fullmetal Alchemist had been here, and he was leaving his mark across the universe.

Ed grinned as he tapped his sneaker against the sand. "Looks pretty decent," he said to himself.

He felt that he didn't need to add statues of those awake. They being on this planet was enough.

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[just-like-daddy.livejournal.com]

A few minutes later, Russel showed up. He was dressed in jeans and an untucked dress shirt. "Ed, what the hell are you doing making things bigger than you? Don't you know that if they fall over you're doomed?" His smirk was wide. He had been enjoying being out under real sunlight.

"Let me add one," he said. He walked over to the far end, and drew his own circle with a stick. In a few moments there stood a statue of Nash Tringham in a lab coat, focused on a notebook and pencil in his hands. "There we go."

[changeddestiny.livejournal.com]

"Hey hey now," said Ed, adopting a hurt expression despite the short joke flung his way. "Be that way and I won't make a picture of ya!"

He was half-joking of course, but was in too good of a mood to make like a piano wire and snap.

[greennotgold]

"Brother!" Fletcher exclaimed when Russel showed up to mock Edward, but he couldn't keep protesting after he saw the statue Russel had put up. A weak, nostalgic sort of smile appeared on the boy's face. With Stacy being how she was with time and dimensions, could it be possible that that person was also...?

No time to wonder right now. He had to keep the two older brothers from ripping each other's throats out. "Hey, no fighting," he insisted, stepping between them. "And Edward, I'm not going to be in any pictures if my brother's not."

[changeddestiny.livejournal.com]

"Alright, no fighting," said Ed as he hefted his camera. "C'mon you two, get into the picture. I want to get a nice shot of you two next to the statues."

[just-like-daddy.livejournal.com]

Russel smirked all the same. "Do you need to stand on a box to make sure you don't cut the top of my head off?" He said, getting into position near the Nash statue, careful not to obscure any of the others.

[greennotgold]

Honestly, if he could reach that high, Fletcher would have put up two fingers behind Russel's head to give him bunny ears. Alas, he could not. So he settled for standing next to his brother, holding onto one of his arms; he couldn't obscure any of the statues if he wanted to. "Cheese!"

[changeddestiny.livejournal.com]

Ed rolled his eyes from the other short joke, and he took the picture. There was a flash and it spit out a holographic image, the figures standing there looking remarkably pleased with themselves. "Not bad," said Ed. "It came out pretty nice."

[just-like-daddy.livejournal.com]

You would think Russel would have gotten used to the technology around him. "Whoa..." He went to go look at the hologram. "Can you make another one?"

[greennotgold]

Fletcher covered his mouth with a hand; easily impressed? Perhaps. "Wow, that's... really cool." He'd been expecting just an ordinary photograph.

[changeddestiny.livejournal.com]

"Yeah sure, gimme one moment here..."

Fiddling with the camera, it spit out another copy, and he handed it over to the pair. "There you go. Perfect."

[just-like-daddy.livejournal.com]

Russel grinned, looking at the projection from all angles. "This is really cool." Mentally, he added "I can't wait to show this to Mr. Belshio."

His smirk turned a bit nostalgic on his own. "This really isn't 1916 anymore. Is it?" he glanced to Ed.

[greennotgold]

"You just now realized?" Fletcher teased. "I kind of figured it out when we went to the media library the first time."

[fulltinyalchemy.livejournal.com]

Ed chuckled at the situation. For one he was in agreement with Russel. "It took me a while to figure out the date myself. What'd you get Fletcher? I got 2010 from most of the people here."

[just-like-daddy.livejournal.com]

He just smirked at Fletcher. "I don't think year matters. It changes from world to world depending on individual solar systems, anyway." He shrugged. "We'll have to see what it is wherever we finally end up after all of this is over."

[greennotgold]

"And we might be able to get our worlds back if we stop the Ohm, right? So it'll go back to being 1916 again," Fletcher added, grinning at the hologram. "But maybe we can take some stuff back with us from the future."

[fulltinyalchemy.livejournal.com]

"I wouldn't mind that," said Ed. "At the least I wouldn't mind bringing these clothes back. Damn they're comfy."

[just-like-daddy.livejournal.com]

"And that damn plant suit can stay behind." The best testament of how much he hated it would be found in the fact that he had used more of his money on clothing than on books.

[greennotgold]

"Well, I'm taking my plant suit with me," Fletcher replied. He was still wearing it under his current outfit, actually. "Don't tell me you don't think it's cool, Brother."

[fulltinyalchemy.livejournal.com]

"I gotta admit it's handy, if just a little weird," admitted Ed. "Since it cleans itself, I'm sure I could use it for other things."