2nd Floor Common Room, late

[alchemic-bean.livejournal.com]

Edward has cleared a space on the floor in the common room and has spread out all over it. He's seated in the center of a mess of stuff... some books are piled and scattered about, there are several bags and vials of strange-looking material mixed in with notes and loose chalk. He will occasionally mix some ingredients together and clap, then fiddle with the result.

He's clearly up to something.

[OOC: Come poke at Ed, he's bored.]

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[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

John is now wandering the halls, unable to sleep because the mun wants to game, dammit. He sees some dude playing patticake with the floor. Dude's wearing a shiny watch.

[alchemic-bean.livejournal.com]

Edward glances up from chewing on the end of a pencil when Johnthe stranger enters the common room. He quickly jots more notes down, and turns over what looks like a vase merged with a soccer ball.

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Uh... Modern Art project there?" OMG MUN WANTS SHINY ALCHEMIST WATCH

"Couldn't sleep, either?"

[alchemic-bean.livejournal.com]

"No, not really." Edward replies absently, clapping his hands and grabbing the weird vase-soccer ball hybrid. The two objects come apart, and look none the worse for wear. Edward makes an interested noise and jots something down. "I'm not in any art classes ... I've never much had an eye for it."

He sits back and finally looks up at Johnthe stranger. "Naah. Plus, it's a Saturday and there's that curfew in place. Just needed to get out of the room for a bit."

Mun has the shiny alchemist watch. (http://pics.greatestjournal.com/userpic/23403392/868813) XD

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Wha--what the fuck? Did you just unmeld that... thing?"

John backed away a step. Magic? Combining things? No, there had to be a tech solution...or was there?

[alchemic-bean.livejournal.com]

Edward made an affirmative noise. "Well, unmeld is an interesting way to put it, but yes. I've been testing some array theory on common objects... research makes the world go round." He taps his pencil on the notebook page thoughtfully.

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"So... you do this combination thing all the time." John sits down in a nearby sofachair.

"So what can you do with this magic? Are you a witch?"

[alchemic-bean.livejournal.com]

He laughs at that last question, rolling his eyes. "A witch? Are you kidding? Magic doesn't exist! Well... I take that back. Where *I'm* from, magic doesn't exist. Here is an entirely different can of worms." He waves a hand in the air.

"What you just saw me do is alchemy. One can use alchemy to do a lot of things, as it's a very versatile science, but it has a few laws. The Law of Equivalent Trade is the biggie." He laughs quietly. "You can't gain without sacrifices, is the gist of it. The Law of Conservation of Mass is also important... you can't create something from nothing, which is what seperates alchemy from magic."

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, well, there's no killer robots in my time, but there will be, and there are here."

"It's a science? Like, a real science like Physics and Chemistry and Sociology and not a fake science like Primate Anthropology or Ancient Egyptian Calculus?"

[ihatedenmark.livejournal.com]

*Hamlet has finally come out of his room and wanders by the common room. He notices the mess, blinks, and pop his head in.*

Dare I ask what is going on here?

[alchemic-bean.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Hamlet," Edward says. "Just working on some array theory...combining and seperating matter to ensure mass stays consistent."

[alchemic-bean.livejournal.com]

"Of course it's a real science," Edward said, frowning at "Primate Anthropology" but deciding not to ask. "It's not very far removed from Chemistry, actually. It's a very visible thing with a lot of study poured into it where I come from."

[sakuracchyan.livejournal.com]

Sakura wanders into the Common Room, half asleep and frankly very confused. Something woke her up and she's not entirely sure what.

Seeing the scene at hand only adds more to the confusion, and she frowns, tilting her head.

"...do I want to know...?"

[alchemic-bean.livejournal.com]

"Prolly not," Edward grimaces from where he's crouched.

[sakuracchyan.livejournal.com]

She absently notes his armlessness, and frowns, snapping out of her half-asleep stupor almost instantly.

"Woah -- wh...?" She stopped, wandering cautiously toward the couch. "...your... arm..." She bites her lip, subconsciously reaching a hand up to grip her right shoulder. "...what happened...?"

((...wasn't she just told she didn't want to know? >.>;;))

[ihatedenmark.livejournal.com]

*Hamlet nods to Sakura as she enters the room.*

There was boy talk, a discussion of alchemy, some subtexual flyting, a machine-related episode, and the sudden need to render Edward half-naked and limbless. What else would it appear to be?

[sakuracchyan.livejournal.com]

Sakura frowns, then looks over at Hamlet, startled.

"...'llo," she mumbles, bowing her head in greeting. She silently mulls over his short explination, eyebrows knitting together. "...flyting, machine...related?" His explination only seems to confuse her further, and she gnaws on her tongue.

[ihatedenmark.livejournal.com]

*He sighs at her confusion. He tries to re-explain things in the popular vernacular.*

We was talking 'bout stuff and then John was all "Jigga-wha? Youse is a machine!" and Edward was all "No I ain't!" an' then he took off his arm and I is puttin' it back on. Yo.

*Hamlet feels dirty now.*

[alchemic-bean.livejournal.com]

[sakuracchyan.livejournal.com]

Sakura's frown deepens.

"...Jigga... youse..." She rather begins to hope that this is just some strange, off-the-wall and possibly drug-induced dream. She glances at Edward for a moment, as if he could further explain, then returns her gaze to Hamlet. "...I see."

She didn't, really... but she figured she'd pretend she did to avoid further "Jigga-wha's".

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

John flings a sofa cushion at the fashion ded Clown Prince of Denrooms.

"You are forbidden to ever speak like that again. Especially about me and the short guy over there."

[alchemic-bean.livejournal.com]

Edward twitches from his position on the floor and scowls, but doesn't scream at the top of his lungs, for once. "Who's so short he gets lost behind a coffee table??"

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"What, that a joke? You're not that short. You could use a few inches, though."

((OOC: I shoulda asked Vic to say that in the Ed voice. :D Ever heard of "FullMetal Fantasy?"

[alchemic-bean.livejournal.com]

Edward's mouth falls slightly open, and his eyes get huge. "...really?"

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"It could be worse, y'know. Y'could be, y'know," John jerks his thumb over at Hamlet, "Danish and all."