A-rescuing we go~ [Closed, unfinished]

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Who: Edward and Balthier
What: Ed attempts to rescue Al despite everyone telling him he's an idiot. Because he is.
When: Around half an hour or so after Ed talked to Balthier. (I think?)
Where: Starts in front of the tea shop. We'll see where they get to? XD;
Summary: Stupid Ed is stupid. <3
Rating: G-PG


After double-checking everything, Edward headed to the tea shop to meet up with Balthier. He thought he did a pretty good job clothing-scrounging; in half an hour's time, he'd managed to procure a thicker coat with a fur-lined hood -- red, like the one he used to wear, -- a pair of thick gloves, and a pair of winter boots. It felt strange not to be in his normal gear, but he had to admit that it was getting cold. Very cold. He was glad for the forced gloves and boots more than anything, after running around outside. There were some damage that were all the worse when one didn't feel them; Winry would have killed him if he'd let anything happen to his automail, and he doubted there would be a way to fix it there, anyway.

With a bag slung over one shoulder filled with what little food was in their house that didn't seem too perishable, Ed half-waded through the snow.

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[golden-icarus.livejournal.com]

"Right, thanks." That was another thing that Ed didn't even think of. Lodging had seemed so simple, back then. He'd pay for an inn, and that was that. And even barring that, he needed not do anything more than to clap to make shelter. But with his alchemy the way it was, he wouldn't be surprised if whatever he made collapsed on them overnight, if he could even manage it at all.

So now that they had clothing and shelter... "I guess we need to get food?"

He had brought some, of course, but it was just what was lying around the house. He doubted it would be enough.

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Balthier snorted. "Don't thank me yet; you get to help carry it."

He patted the pack over his left shoulder. "I've taken care of the food; it might taste like old malboro stew, but anything more is simply taking up space."

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"Heh, fair enough." There was something closer to a grin this time, as Ed grabbed the tent, first checking its weight before hefting it over his shoulder, thankful that his body, at least, had not weakened. Years of quiet research without the constant danger of death had softened some of his muscles, he knew, but he was certainly nothing close to out of shape.

"All right, then..." Remembering something, Ed reached into his pocket, fishing out his journal and flipping it to one of the latest entries.

There it was... "Here, I've got directions on how to get there."

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Balthier lifted an eyebrow. "So, who did you coerce for that information?" He looked steadily at Ed. "I can't imagine anyone being terribly willing to give that information to you."

[golden-icarus.livejournal.com]

"Sheena..." Ed pouted a little; did Balthier think that badly of him? "I didn't coerce it from her. She told me last time that... she could remember the way and could tell me."

((OOC: Eek, should have responded earlier, busy and forgot, sorry.))

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Balthier hmm'ed quietly. "I suppose that means that she condoned this escapade, as well?"

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"Guess she must have, if she gave me the instructions..." Ed gave a small shrug, trying to appear light-hearted, and failing, he knew. "They... all made me promise to come back alive."

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Balthier laughed. "They did, did they? I suppose we'd better not let you break your promise, then."

He paused, sighing. "So, which way are we headed, anyway? That storm isn't getting any more patient."

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"Yeah." Ed laughed as well, though his eyes were still sad. "If I died here, they'd probably bring me back just so they could kill me themselves. Besides, I can't leave Al alone..."

For a moment, he paused, glancing at the map and studying it. "The easiest way would be to follow the river upstream to the mountains."

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"Well, someone would bring you back, in any case," Balthier said mildly, his lips curling downward. "Can't say it'd be pleasant, though."

He peeked over Ed's shoulder, glancing at the crude map. "Hmm," he muttered, mostly to himself. "I hope this thing's accurate. Only one way to find out, eh?"

With that, he turned and began to move in the direction the map indicated.