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scriveynerTitle: sunday school
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
AU: Nightbreed
Characters/Pairing: Roy/Ed
Rating: T
Length: 351
Summary: Edward hopped the fence with ease - it wasn’t a particularly tall one, solid stone with those metal spikes that were meant to seem threatening but instead seemed silly.
Edward hopped the fence with ease - it wasn’t a particularly tall one, solid stone with those metal spikes that were meant to seem threatening but instead seemed silly. He balanced, feet secure on the flat space between the decorative spikes, and glanced back at Roy who was still standing several strides away from the fence with the strangest expression on his face. “Come on, Mustang. What’s the holdup?"
Roy’s face made it look like he was straining. "I … I can’t-?"
Edward turned, using the motion to drop into a crouch on the fence, straddling over one of the spikes carelessly. "What? Wha-” he stared at Roy, and then glanced back at the towering old spire that could be seen over the treetops. “You’re joking."
Roy took a large step back, the scowl heavy on his face now. "What the hell?” Edward watched him stride forward and then stop, suddenly, like he was being repelled. “What the actual, actual hell-!"
"It’s holy ground,” Edward said, a little awed. “Vampires can’t set foot on holy ground."
"I’ve,” Roy took a step back again. “I’ve been in churches before, and why are YOU all right? You’re a blasted WEREWOLF-"
He scratched his head. "Yeah. I don’t think we’re unholy thou’, just magical.” He cocked his head. “You HAVE been in churches, I don’t get it. Maybe the ground wasn’t holy any longer? Can ground even BE unholy’d?"
Roy threw out his arms. "Well, what the hell am I supposed to do?"
Edward stood up on the fence again, cast his gaze toward the church in the distance. "Well, in that case, it can’t be a demon or anything unholy so I should be able to handle it by myself then. Just keep lookout, okay?” Edward stepped off the fence and vanished.
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
AU: Nightbreed
Characters/Pairing: Roy/Ed
Rating: T
Length: 351
Summary: Edward hopped the fence with ease - it wasn’t a particularly tall one, solid stone with those metal spikes that were meant to seem threatening but instead seemed silly.
Edward hopped the fence with ease - it wasn’t a particularly tall one, solid stone with those metal spikes that were meant to seem threatening but instead seemed silly. He balanced, feet secure on the flat space between the decorative spikes, and glanced back at Roy who was still standing several strides away from the fence with the strangest expression on his face. “Come on, Mustang. What’s the holdup?"
Roy’s face made it look like he was straining. "I … I can’t-?"
Edward turned, using the motion to drop into a crouch on the fence, straddling over one of the spikes carelessly. "What? Wha-” he stared at Roy, and then glanced back at the towering old spire that could be seen over the treetops. “You’re joking."
Roy took a large step back, the scowl heavy on his face now. "What the hell?” Edward watched him stride forward and then stop, suddenly, like he was being repelled. “What the actual, actual hell-!"
"It’s holy ground,” Edward said, a little awed. “Vampires can’t set foot on holy ground."
"I’ve,” Roy took a step back again. “I’ve been in churches before, and why are YOU all right? You’re a blasted WEREWOLF-"
He scratched his head. "Yeah. I don’t think we’re unholy thou’, just magical.” He cocked his head. “You HAVE been in churches, I don’t get it. Maybe the ground wasn’t holy any longer? Can ground even BE unholy’d?"
Roy threw out his arms. "Well, what the hell am I supposed to do?"
Edward stood up on the fence again, cast his gaze toward the church in the distance. "Well, in that case, it can’t be a demon or anything unholy so I should be able to handle it by myself then. Just keep lookout, okay?” Edward stepped off the fence and vanished.
