06-03-2015, 02:21 AM
The streets of Costa del Sol had calmed since his entrance into the building. The crowds of people that once swarmed the streets had been reduced to small groups of two or three that seemed to be scattered throughout the different roads. It was a nice sight, the calmness of it all. Earlier had showed how crowded and desirable an Island resort can be, but at the moment it just reminded him of the country side back in Amestris, the serenity of it all. Edward smiled as he stepped away from the building and began heading down a street. He wasn’t sure of where to go, but If he kept heading in the opposite way to where he’d come from, he hoped to find the docks, or, at the very least, someone that could point him in the right direction.
Edward wasn’t rushing, but at the same time, he wasn’t dawdling along either. He was taking in the scenery around him, thinking about how long it would have taken to build a place like this. He was amazed that such a magnificent city could be built out of wood, glass and concrete. Some buildings were mostly windows, others were small wooden shops and bars with open fronts and tables set out, ready for customers.
‘I’ll definitely have to bring Winry here.’ Edward said to himself as he noticed a nice, little, open bar up ahead. It was quiet, few customers sat within the small building, yet it had an inviting atmosphere to it. Edward’s attention switched from the small building back to the streets ahead of him, the calmness of it all made him smile as he glanced at the pedestrians that passed him by. This world seemed to have a lot of conflict yet, somehow, everyone still found the time to live in peace, it was something that he wasn’t used to. Usually when some form of conflict arose in Amestris, everyone would panic. Here, in this ‘Omniverse’ that he’d been transported too, people could just go day by day without any strife. Edward’s mind wandered from idea to Idea as he thought about the Alchemy School he was going to open up. He was definitely looking to turn a castle-like building into his school, and it needed to be fairly large, enough space to have a Ground and Second floor. He wasn’t quite sure on the Classes that he’d make available, but that was stuff he’d figure out later. He wasn’t sure about primes, He hadn’t met a lot of children primes, but there is bound to be secondary children out there and if Edward could help teach those kids to protect themselves in this world, then he could feel like he’s achieved something.
‘I’ve been in the Omniverse – as Truth calls it - for a while, a couple weeks I think. I’m going to help people here, I’m going to teach them to defend themselves.’ Edward said to himself as something caught his chest and stopped him from walking. Edward looked around, confused as to who had stopped him and why they had done so. At first glance he saw the ocean and, after inspecting the area even further, the wooden docks below his feet. Edward had reached his destination without even realizing it. He had almost stepped off the end of the docks and into the water.
Edward looked down at what appeared to be a large firearm. It was placed gently in front of him, acting as a barrier between himself and the water. Edward followed the barrel of the gun only to find it attached to a large, hulk like arm, much like his own Automail Arm and leg. Edward turned to see a large, cybernetic, orc standing next to him.
‘Almost took a dive dere.’ The large, green Orc laughed as Edward looked up at him. He towered over Edward, his mechanical parts seemed to be just as large as he was, yet they didn’t seem to weigh him down a single bit. His right arm, the massive gun, alone was – in its entirety – was about as large as Edward was. Edward noticed the humanoid’s other arm. It was a large hook, not as fat and not as menacing as the Gun, but scary in its own right.
‘Even if this guy isn’t a Prime, I wouldn’t be surprised if this guy wouldn’t give any Prime out there a run for their money…’ Edward thought to himself as the large Orc donned a stereotypical Pirate hat. Edward laughed as the hulking man looked down at him.
‘Ya fink somethin’z funny?’ The Orc bellowed, causing Edward to become silent.
‘I’z only kiddin’. The name’z Kaptin Choprot. Me krew’z gone out for drinks, dey’z be back any minute.’ Choprot exclaimed with a pirate gesture as he turned to look at the ship behind him. It wasn’t a ship actually, more like a small boat that would house enough for a crew of people.
‘This is your ship?’ Edward asked out of confusion. Chprot looked at him and laughed.
‘Dis? Kaptin Choprot’s ship? Ya jokin’ right?’ Choprot continued to laugh as he pulled a piece of paper from his coat and handed it to the young Alchemist.
‘Ship hiring for a, one, Kaptin Choprot. The following is to be given a replacement ship, until he is able to find a suitable replacement for his old one, or, until his own ship is repaired.’ Edward found himself reading the words out loud to Choprot as an Idea popped into his mind.
‘I have an Idea. You need your ship repaired, and I need a ship. I think I can help you out.’ Edward smirked as Choprot looked at him with a look of confusion and intrigue. Edward smiled as he turned to a barrel that was next to him, lifted his automail arm and slammed it down on the barrel, crushing it to pieces and spilling whatever small amount of liquid was inside.
‘Oi! What da zog ya think ya doin’!?’ Choprot exclaimed as Edward held his hand up, as if to tell him to be quiet. Edward kept his back faced towards the Orc as he clapped his hands and then placed them on the crushed barrel. Choprot watched in amazement as the pieces began forming together. The yellow light that emanated from beneath Edwards hands was almost blinding, Choprot was forced to squint his eyes if he wanted to continue watching the spectacular display of power. As the light faded, Edward stepped away, revealing a whole barrel that looked even better than it had before.
‘Well zog me!’ Choprot exclaimed as Edward bowed, his ego growing.
‘Now, How about we go and fix your ship?’ Edward asked as Choprot nodded in agreement and guided Edward onto the deck of the ship.
Edward wasn’t rushing, but at the same time, he wasn’t dawdling along either. He was taking in the scenery around him, thinking about how long it would have taken to build a place like this. He was amazed that such a magnificent city could be built out of wood, glass and concrete. Some buildings were mostly windows, others were small wooden shops and bars with open fronts and tables set out, ready for customers.
‘I’ll definitely have to bring Winry here.’ Edward said to himself as he noticed a nice, little, open bar up ahead. It was quiet, few customers sat within the small building, yet it had an inviting atmosphere to it. Edward’s attention switched from the small building back to the streets ahead of him, the calmness of it all made him smile as he glanced at the pedestrians that passed him by. This world seemed to have a lot of conflict yet, somehow, everyone still found the time to live in peace, it was something that he wasn’t used to. Usually when some form of conflict arose in Amestris, everyone would panic. Here, in this ‘Omniverse’ that he’d been transported too, people could just go day by day without any strife. Edward’s mind wandered from idea to Idea as he thought about the Alchemy School he was going to open up. He was definitely looking to turn a castle-like building into his school, and it needed to be fairly large, enough space to have a Ground and Second floor. He wasn’t quite sure on the Classes that he’d make available, but that was stuff he’d figure out later. He wasn’t sure about primes, He hadn’t met a lot of children primes, but there is bound to be secondary children out there and if Edward could help teach those kids to protect themselves in this world, then he could feel like he’s achieved something.
‘I’ve been in the Omniverse – as Truth calls it - for a while, a couple weeks I think. I’m going to help people here, I’m going to teach them to defend themselves.’ Edward said to himself as something caught his chest and stopped him from walking. Edward looked around, confused as to who had stopped him and why they had done so. At first glance he saw the ocean and, after inspecting the area even further, the wooden docks below his feet. Edward had reached his destination without even realizing it. He had almost stepped off the end of the docks and into the water.
Edward looked down at what appeared to be a large firearm. It was placed gently in front of him, acting as a barrier between himself and the water. Edward followed the barrel of the gun only to find it attached to a large, hulk like arm, much like his own Automail Arm and leg. Edward turned to see a large, cybernetic, orc standing next to him.
‘Almost took a dive dere.’ The large, green Orc laughed as Edward looked up at him. He towered over Edward, his mechanical parts seemed to be just as large as he was, yet they didn’t seem to weigh him down a single bit. His right arm, the massive gun, alone was – in its entirety – was about as large as Edward was. Edward noticed the humanoid’s other arm. It was a large hook, not as fat and not as menacing as the Gun, but scary in its own right.
‘Even if this guy isn’t a Prime, I wouldn’t be surprised if this guy wouldn’t give any Prime out there a run for their money…’ Edward thought to himself as the large Orc donned a stereotypical Pirate hat. Edward laughed as the hulking man looked down at him.
‘Ya fink somethin’z funny?’ The Orc bellowed, causing Edward to become silent.
‘I’z only kiddin’. The name’z Kaptin Choprot. Me krew’z gone out for drinks, dey’z be back any minute.’ Choprot exclaimed with a pirate gesture as he turned to look at the ship behind him. It wasn’t a ship actually, more like a small boat that would house enough for a crew of people.
‘This is your ship?’ Edward asked out of confusion. Chprot looked at him and laughed.
‘Dis? Kaptin Choprot’s ship? Ya jokin’ right?’ Choprot continued to laugh as he pulled a piece of paper from his coat and handed it to the young Alchemist.
‘Ship hiring for a, one, Kaptin Choprot. The following is to be given a replacement ship, until he is able to find a suitable replacement for his old one, or, until his own ship is repaired.’ Edward found himself reading the words out loud to Choprot as an Idea popped into his mind.
‘I have an Idea. You need your ship repaired, and I need a ship. I think I can help you out.’ Edward smirked as Choprot looked at him with a look of confusion and intrigue. Edward smiled as he turned to a barrel that was next to him, lifted his automail arm and slammed it down on the barrel, crushing it to pieces and spilling whatever small amount of liquid was inside.
‘Oi! What da zog ya think ya doin’!?’ Choprot exclaimed as Edward held his hand up, as if to tell him to be quiet. Edward kept his back faced towards the Orc as he clapped his hands and then placed them on the crushed barrel. Choprot watched in amazement as the pieces began forming together. The yellow light that emanated from beneath Edwards hands was almost blinding, Choprot was forced to squint his eyes if he wanted to continue watching the spectacular display of power. As the light faded, Edward stepped away, revealing a whole barrel that looked even better than it had before.
‘Well zog me!’ Choprot exclaimed as Edward bowed, his ego growing.
‘Now, How about we go and fix your ship?’ Edward asked as Choprot nodded in agreement and guided Edward onto the deck of the ship.