Edward Elric (
rewritethis) wrote in
concoursec2012-05-01 03:58 pm
First principles! (backdated to a couple of days after Holi)
Characters: Edward Elric and Rapunzel
Location: Library
Rating: PG for mild language, probably nothing else.
Open/Closed/Finished: Closed
Summary: Apparently Rapunzel gets alchemy lessons now! Alchemy lessons are cool. Ed getting over himself long enough to actually be helpful? Less so.
The stack of paper on this table wasn't the thickness of a regular textbook, but it was certainly dry enough for at least three. In the figurative sense. In the literal sense, the ink was still damp on a few of the more intimidating diagrams he'd drawn, so Edward had laid those pages out over the rest of the table for the time being.
He fidgeted with a corner of the closest one until his wrist twinged painfully enough to make him stop. ...Hopefully she wouldn't ask for more notes. He would've - even for a basic grounding in the theory, he'd glossed over a lot of details - but then, he obviously didn't need the things. The thought that he might have brought too many notes and not prepared to do anything with them had yet to cross his mind.
Nothing to do but wait, until either she showed up (who knew how often she checked her computer?) or he got bored. Hell, the latter was starting to happen already, so he wouldn't be here too long.
Location: Library
Rating: PG for mild language, probably nothing else.
Open/Closed/Finished: Closed
Summary: Apparently Rapunzel gets alchemy lessons now! Alchemy lessons are cool. Ed getting over himself long enough to actually be helpful? Less so.
The stack of paper on this table wasn't the thickness of a regular textbook, but it was certainly dry enough for at least three. In the figurative sense. In the literal sense, the ink was still damp on a few of the more intimidating diagrams he'd drawn, so Edward had laid those pages out over the rest of the table for the time being.
He fidgeted with a corner of the closest one until his wrist twinged painfully enough to make him stop. ...Hopefully she wouldn't ask for more notes. He would've - even for a basic grounding in the theory, he'd glossed over a lot of details - but then, he obviously didn't need the things. The thought that he might have brought too many notes and not prepared to do anything with them had yet to cross his mind.
Nothing to do but wait, until either she showed up (who knew how often she checked her computer?) or he got bored. Hell, the latter was starting to happen already, so he wouldn't be here too long.

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He stood up to leave, and paused. "You can figure out where these loose pages go by yourself, right?"
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Ed fought to stop himself from glowering too obviously as he started slotting the by now mostly dry pages back into the paper pile. She'd get the wrong impression.
When the table was almost clear, he picked up the remaining loose sheets, eyeballed them one last time, then crushed them into a ball more violently than was strictly necessary. "There. That's all of them."