someone left a cake in the rain

[rewritethis]

[BANG. BANG.]

Dash! Dash!! Open up!

[Doorknocking this violent isn't an uncommon occurrence around this particular dorm, especially accompanied by that voice. What might be a bit more notable is that the sound actually seems to be coming from somewhere close to the floor. Yes, closer than usual. In fact, knocking probably isn't the right word...]

Comments

[elementofloyalty]

Yeah, that thing! What's IT mean?

[rewritethis]

[He tosses the coat over onto his bed.] Nothing much by itself. [Goddamnit, Dante.] It's belonged to a long line of alchemists, though.

[elementofloyalty]

See, that's what I thought. It was something alchemy-related. That's not super-different.

[rewritethis]

It isn't? Then I doubt any of the stuff I said about people making assumptions and trying to hem you in based on them is different either.

[elementofloyalty]

I mean from MY perspective! I know what it means because I know YOU! But if I saw it and didn't know you, I wouldn't know what it meant. I mean come on.

[Ed, you now have a pony hip in your face.]

Aside from cool, what would you think mine meant if you didn't know me?

[rewritethis]

[He recoils slightly again.] I'd wonder what the hell you were doing that for! [Is this something he should be concerned about when she's not in a dress...?]

[elementofloyalty]

What? [Not connecting his protests to her actions, she nevertheless drops back to look at him in confusion.]