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The Art of Beach Alchemy [Open]

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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This world was interesting at nighttime, also.

Fletcher knew he should probably sleep at night, but being on board a spaceship for so long had thrown his sleep schedule completely out of whack. Though the sky was dark, it felt like early afternoon. So, he was exploring, Omnicomm handy in his pocket and comm ring on one finger just in case.

He arrived at the beach in time to see Edward putting the finishing touches on his sculptures, and stared in awe. "Wow..."

Drawn by the flare and crackle of alchemy, Roy appears at Ed's shoulder, eyebrow lifted, as per usual, as he scrutinizes the array of statues. Unaware of Ed's decision to leave those awake and aware out of it, he glances skeptically at the young alchemist.

"I'm offended, Fullmetal," he says, folding his arms across his chest. "Surely if Armstrong is worthy, I deserve a place in this kind of monument." He thinks vaguely that he doesn't even know two of the people represented.

Ed grinned at Fletcher as he stepped back a little. "Pretty cool huh? I wanted to transmute more, but there's just not enough sand and rock available for more statues. Besides, we don't need statues of us, just those who haven't woken yet. Granted it's a long list but..."

Ed grinned up at Roy, a self-satisfied smirk. "There's a point to it Colonel: these are people who haven't woken up yet. So it's a tribute to those who have yet to set their feet on this soil."

"Besides, isn't one of you enough? Nice suspenders by the way."

Nanashi... well, she had been running, but to human eyes, it would seem more that she appeared next to Ed. She was dripping wet and in nothing but her newly-acquired bathing suit. The way her calf-length black hair draped in front of her face, she almost looked like one of those Japanese ghost girls.

Thankfully, she used her fingers to comb back her hair, accidentally flicking some water in all directions.

Her voice was velvety soft and smooth, like Lust's, but with an added intensity, as if she felt there was an importance to her every word. "I saw some light while I was swimming, and then I saw these appearing. Did you make these?"

Ed didn't jump, not much anyhow but he turned to look over at Nanashi. For a moment he thought Lust had somehow gotten close to him somehow. But while the woman had a passing resemblance to the homunculus all but in form, she wasn't the same person.

Instead he smothered his discomfort and nodded. "Yeah, I transmuted the sand and rocks into these. I figured it'd be a nice tribute for most of the people who aren't here to see this place. Whoop, forgot two more."

And he clapped his hands again and created a statue of Sig and Izumi in a warm embrace.

Nanashi smiled wide. If this was good for making statues, this would be a magic she could really use! What a sweet child too, to be making these as a monument.

She laughed, impressed. "That is an incredible magic you have, little one!"

There was a sound like a piano wire being snapped. Ed couldn't tell what he was more annoyed about; the "Mistake it as Magic" or "Little One".

No, it was definitely LITTLE ONE.

"Not. Little." ground out Ed, trying to hold onto his temper. He didn't want to freak out too soon. "And it's not magic it's Alchemy. A science."

Nanashi laughed again, "I am sorry-" she had to stop herself from saying little one. "I am accustomed to calling most people that. I tend to assume that all the people around me are younger than me. It is a safe assumption, I believe, since I am 13000 years old. And," she crossed her arms, "In all of those years, I have never seen science like that. And I- well, are you familiar with a cannon? I invented that in my world."

Nanashi did not want to anger him. It would not help her to convince him to teach her this magic. Yes, as far as she was concerned, it was still magic.

"Yeah, the Amestrian military uses those," said Ed, relaxing just a little. It was a honest slip, nothing to get offended about, right? He smirked a little. "You're a scientist from your world? Well, Alchemy is pretty much continually advancing art back home."

He clapped his hands and a miniature panda was created from the silt as he held it out for her to look at the tiny thing. "Alchemy creates and deconstructs. Basic laws of Equivalent Exchange."

She nodded, "I am among the top scientists in our known world, and being the Queen of the Great Kuninoryu, I have access to many other scientists.

When shown the panda miniature, Nanashi picked it up, sniffed it, and held it near her ear as she clicked her long fingernail against it. It seemed like an impure glass material. "I am familiar with the concept of equivalent exchange. Very familiar. I have also heard of another aboard the ship mention it. But never in my world. How does this Alchemy work?"

"Alchemy at it's core is a science of understanding," said Ed as he watched Nanashi play with the tiny Mei Xing duplicate. "It's an art of deconstructing and reconstructing base matter and minerals into similar matter, such as trees into planks, rocks into carved stone, and even lead into gold. To gain something, something of equal value must be lost. That's the basis of it."

"Alchemy draws it's power from the flow of energy too, so that's where we get all this power from when we transmute," added Ed.

Nanashi held the tiny panda out in her hand so that Ed could take it back. She sized the short boy up, who was so unaffected by her title. "Well, is that not interesting? You are among the first to not react to my title. I suppose I will take that as equivalent exchange for calling you 'little one', little one."

Okay, so she really couldn't help baiting him just a bit.

Taking back the panda and transmuting it back to sand, he grinned slightly. "I've met the Furher, the ruler of our country multiple times face to face. To me, this is just old hat. Sorry if I spoiled your fun a little but I'm pretty much short on formalities."

He scratched his head. "Though Queen? Your nation isn't named after you is it? Or am I wondering bout that a little too much?"

Nanashi could not help but laugh lightly. "No, I am Queen Nanashi. Kuninoryu... well, it means Country of Dragon." It was very odd to have what she said come out properly, since when she spoke the only change was how she was thinking of the word, from name to a description.

"I have noticed that most people are short on formalities on the ship, so I can forgive you, little one. Nanashi bent, picking up some sand and let it slip between her fingers. "Do you think that I might be able to learn this new science from you?"

Ed tried not to twitch at the short pun and flip out, but held onto his dignity with aplomb. He had grown taller goddamnit! Really!

Oh now it's the sand. GAAAAAH!

"I could teach you yes," grit out Ed. "But there's major rules to follow with transmutation and science. They'll have to be strictly followed, including the big Don't Even Think About It rule."

Nanashi could not help but to smile a bit, seeing that her subtle pun had had an effect. Still, she raised an eyebrow with the mention of a 'Don't Even Think About It' rule. "I know the rules of science already, but I am more than willing to learn more rules, but what is this 'Do Not Even Think About It' rule?" Nanashi's formal speech and lack of contractions in her speech seemed to even reach out to when she was quoting Ed in this case.

"It's the worlds most serious rule. You can probably see the result of it." And he held up his metal arm and stamped his artificial leg.

"An alchemist must never attempt Human Transmutation. To do so, is to step on the realm of God. And God hates it when we try, and the price is too high. You'll wind up creating a monster. I'll teach you, as long as you promise NEVER to attempt such a feat."

Human Transmutation. She may not be too familiar with alchemy, but she knew the word's meaning still. And that it was forbidden answered any doubts she might have- the law was that she should never try to create a human. Nanashi laughed, "I can promise that one." And she could. Even of those she felt guilty for killing, she had never wanted to revive someone. She couldn't even fathom the connection she would need to have with a person to desire that. "God has already spurned me, I have no interest in entering God's realm. I am happy with my devil's blessing."

She doubted that would make too much sense to Ed, but that was fine. If he wanted to know she would answer. If not, then he did not need to know that there was a race in her world that called themselves God's messengers, and condemned vampires as being blessed by a devil. Of course, this had created a new human religion.

Ed nodded, chalking it up to differences in her world than it was in his. And the devil's blessing? Heck, he was probably a heretic anyhow. "Alright. I'm already putting together a miniature class for Hiccup so I can probably squeeze your lessons in. The Media Library's got some of the standard Alchemical Notes and enough material to make arrays and copy down notes. I'll have to get some chalk and other things too."

Ed rubbed his chin. "At the least, I'll pick up some real books, not this crappy mechanical stuff and write an introductory lesson plan. Sound good?"

It sounded better than good. "I can have the notes in the media centre memorized within two days after we get back on the ship. It took me only two days to understand the progress from the gun to blaster cannon with a basic understanding of the creation of laser weapons. I think I can get the basics of a science that shares similarities with my own."

The thought of getting to use books- normal pieces of paper- made Nanashi's day. "Oh! Yes! I have been meaning to stock up on notebooks as it was!" Nanashi scooped Ed up into a hug. This darling child was offering power, the comforts of home, and science. The only thing that could possibly make her love him more in this instant would be if he was as formal and polite as Dr. Sam Henderson was. Unfortunately, in her excitement, Nanashi did not realize that in her excitement she had pulled the child directly into her chest.

Ed was about to say something else when Nanashi grabbed him and hugged him for all that was worth. For a long moment he said nothing, and then he muffled out, "You're welcome."

He was still twitching a little with his face directly in her breasts. And god they were huge. It was disconcerting to say the least since he had little experience with this sort of thing and he sort of twitched.

Somewhere out there, Negi Springfield burst out laughing for no apparent reason.

Nanashi, still uncharacteristically oblivious let Ed go, still beaming. "So, do I get to learn the name of my new sensei?"

Not only were her breasts huge, the swimsuit she had on had less cloth to it than a bra. Perhaps not significantly less, but still less.

"I will also be willing to go with you to get these supplies. I can carry a lot more than a human woman, in case you are short handed."
Oh, was she good at that. She did not put any emphasis on her puns, letting them seem like a normal part of speech for her. Who knew teasing someone with issues being short could be that much fun?

He studies the figures, mainly that of Alphonse Elric, and nod after a minute. "That works, I suppose," he says, sounding like this is some major concession he's making here.

"Good point, Fullmetal--I wouldn't want to have to compete with myself." Sparkle. "I'll take that as sarcasm and return by complimenting your hair. It adds a few inches."

Edited 2010-06-18 06:32 (UTC)

Fletcher smiled, looking at each of the statues in turn. He didn't actually recognize any of these people, aside from Alphonse of course, but it was still a really touching sentiment. "I bet they'll really appreciate it when they wake up. We'll have to take pictures somehow to show them."

Edited 2010-06-18 07:10 (UTC)

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