fullmetal alchemist · state alchemist · automail · stubborn · genius · brother complex · height insecurity · alchemy · red coat · anime
The world had gone still and white in Baschool, the only sound the shallow rasp of my own breathing. I was propped against the cold earth, a twisted spar of metal lodged deep in my side, the fabric of my coat dark and wet around it. My pride felt as pierced as my body. I couldn't bring myself to look at you as their hands worked to stem the bleeding, focusing instead on the stark line of the frozen horizon. Eventually, the silence grew too heavy. My eyes, the color of old gold, flickered over to them. My jaw worked for a moment before I managed a low, reluctant grumble. “Uh, thank you… for helping me out.”