So does this make him a Half-metal Viking? [closed]

[i-saw-myself.livejournal.com]

"Winry?"

Hiccup went and poked around where she worked, as he had more than once before.

He'd seen the plans, and ultimately opted for a very plain design, something easy to repair. Simple or not, though, the automail mechanic was making sure every meticulous detail was right. Day after day, he'd popped his head in, and day after day, she'd still been working. At times, he even got to learn a few things as she worked. Sometimes he just watched silently, maybe asking a question or two to break the silence.

Today, though...

"It is done yet?"

Is it? Is it?

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[wanna-tke-apart.livejournal.com]

"I'm not just holding it up for show."

She stood up, trying to keep her amusement off her face.

"Now... You realize next comes the hard part, right? Whenever you're ready, we can get you to surgery to connect your nerves, but it's going to be really painful."

[i-saw-myself.livejournal.com]

Deep breath.

"I'm a Viking. We love pain."

A pause.

"Then again, I'm a horrible Viking, so I hate pain, but I'll just have to...deal. I'm ready. I'm ready right now if you have the time."

[wanna-tke-apart.livejournal.com]

She hadn't been expecting that. "I have time but I may need an assistant." She hadn't done this in awhile.

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"Hey," called out Ed at the door. "You know there's that EMH guy. Snarky fellow but he probably could help ease the pain a little."

He grinned, clapping Hiccup on the shoulder. "It hurts like a bitch, but the results are worth it, I can attest to that. So that's his automail huh?"

[i-saw-myself.livejournal.com]

He practically bounced. "Isn't it great? And I think I know enough to repair it if I ever need to."

[wanna-tke-apart.livejournal.com]

Oh dear. These two should not be allowed to be in the same room.

She gave Ed the automail. "Hold this."

And promptly started gathering up anything she'd need -- she'd made a dock for the automail, the process of attaching the nerves wasn't going to be fun... (Mental checklist.)

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Ed held it, marveling at its simplicity. "You'll like having a fully functional leg again Hiccup. Winry does the best work in the world."

Sure it was shameless ego stroking but she already looked nervous enough at possibly doing it herself.

[i-saw-myself.livejournal.com]

"Now I just...have to tell Astrid. I don't think she's going to take the whole surgery thing well."

He taps his omnicom against his hand.

"In person, or over the omnicoms, that's the question..."

[wanna-tke-apart.livejournal.com]

Collecting necessary tools.

"In person!"

(And she appreciated the ego-boost.)

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Ed chuckled at that. "Yeah I'd say in person. That way, you can duck when she finds out."

Two friends. Two aggressive women. Lesser men would have shuddered at this combination.

[i-saw-myself.livejournal.com]

"Winry, how about I meet you at the Medbay? I'll go find Astrid and talk to her."

[wanna-tke-apart.livejournal.com]

"Sure thing. Good luck."

Winry recognized that kind of look. It was usually the kind Ed had when he was afraid she was going to kill him.

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Ed nodded, grinning as he stepped out. "Patch her a note probably and then we'll head to Medbay during that. I can step out to accompany Winry for a while."

And avoid the possible level of violence increasing.

[i-saw-myself.livejournal.com]

"I've got this. She'll prolly only hurt me a little. Prolly. Meet you there."

With that, he walked out to go find his lady Viking.