VIOLET PARR

I used to want to be normal, but now I embrace what I am.

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        Al didn’t even mean to ignore Violet, it 

        just kind of happened. He was too busy 

        focusing on the task at hand, neglecting 

        his injuries that he was struggling to sustain.

        He hadn’t planned on killing he man. 

        Alphonse Elric did not kill unless absolutely 

        necessary. He had only planned on 

        restraining the man until military personnel 

        came to take him to be interrogated.

         Once the man was withheld under the 

         branch, Al had the armor walk over to him 

         and lift the branch off before it roughly 

         picked him up and held him still, the red 

         irises burning bright with life. Al put a 

         hand over his injury, breathing heavily while 

         a steady stream of blood ran down from his 

         mouth. It was a good thing the armor was 

         there, or Al would have probably died 

         from his current injuries before he was 

         able to pull it off. He clapped his hands and 

         put it over the main wound, wincing as he 

         partially sealed it up to stop the blood flow.

         Once he got the blood flow to stop, he

         walked up to the man and took out his 

         pocket watch and held it up to him. “You’re 

         under arrest for the attempted murder of two 

         State Alchemists and multiple innocent bystanders. 

         You have the right to remain silent. Anything 

         you say can and will be used against you in 

         the presence of Fuhrer Grumman. You have the 

         right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an 

         attorney, one will be appointed to you by the Fuhrer…”

         Al was having a hard time reciting his rights,

         out of breathe, his wounds were taking a 

         large toll on him. Once he had him handcuffed, 

         he had to sit down on the ground. He held 

         his side and breathed heavily, blood dripping 

         from his mouth. By the time his sat down, Ed 

         was already by his side. “Alphonse!” He knelt 

         next to him and tried to help him up. “Al, come 

         on, you need to get up so we can get you inside.” 

         Al shook his head. “No… We need to contact the 

         military so they… Can come and get him…” Ed 

         frowned and him up and made him walk. The 

         armor followed behind Al like a lost puppy as it 

         carried the assassin in its arms.

         Once they were inside, Ed helped Al onto the 

         operation bed that the Rockbell’s had. Pinako 

         ran in and helped Ed take off Al’s coat and shirt 

         so that they could address his wounds. There 

         was a large wound on his side that was bleeding 

         heavily, accompanied by a large burn mark that 

         was covering the majority of his back, and a little 

         of his chest. The bullet wound was nothing to laugh 

         at, either. It was actually surprising how he had

         managed to survive. His will to live was very strong.

[invioletble]

Ⓥ ➟ ◌

      She was quick to skitter down from the tree, careful not to fall in her weakened state. Oh, what she wouldn't give for her powers right now, so she could at the very least suspend this joker in a bubble of plasmic energy. Then they wouldn't of had a problem in the first place. Her boyfriend wouldn't be almost dead, she herself wouldn't be dealing with what might have been a minor concussion and a few hairline fractures, and Ed wouldn't be having a heart attack, along with her entire family. Yeah, would have dodged a bullet for sure.

             There was, of course, the occasional occurrence of her flickering out of existence like an old lightbulb, but that didn't help matters.

          Violet watched worriedly as Pinako and Winry buzzed around Alphonse like concerned doctors, cleaning off what looked like an awful amount of blood and muttering discouraging things while they started to wrap him up. Edward looked as though he was about to have a heart attack out of worry, so Violet went up to him and said a few encouraging words.

                     At least, she did that for approximately fifteen seconds, up until she was quite literally ripped away from him by her family. Her father buried her in a bear hug while her mother scolded her about attacking the guy when she knew she wasn't in a fit state for it. Dash was running circles around them loudly retelling the play-by-play of the fight, as if it had been an action scene from a movie. It wasn't until Jack-Jack started loudly crying about fifteen minutes later that she finally was free of her parents and Dash, who was still dramatically overplaying the danger she'd been in. 

   He couldn't, however, overplay the danger Alphonse had been in. He had very nearly died, and he might subsequently die of his injuries at any point during the next day. She went up to the man trapped in the armour's arms. He looked bitter but defeated, and Violet was intimidated by him. It took her a minute to gather up the courage, but once she did, she balled up one of her fists and sucker punched the guy in the dick, and then in the jaw.

                "Nobody messes with Alphonse Elric and gets away with it."

          Violet turned before her bottom lip could start shaking, or her voice could start cracking or shaking. She felt a rush of adrenaline, but that wasn't the important matter here. Shaking her hand, she came up to Alphonse's bedside and joined Ed in worriedly looking over him, Winry and Pinako not far away.

[graceburgess]

what does anyone in t h i s family know about normal?

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         Upon seeing Violet in danger, all residual pain suddenly dissipated; his body filling with adrenaline. He may have been seriously injured, but that wasn’t going to stop him from saving the ones he cared for most. His body and mind went into overdrive. He ran towards the guy at full speed before clapping his hands and making a wall out of rock, separating the assassin and Violet. He then tackled the man and they started battling each other for dominance on the ground, the wall separating Violet from them falling down.

        Alphonse, by this time had managed to use his legs and hurl the man away from them. However, this was only a temporary fix. But it was enough time for Al to reach his old armor which had been sitting in front of the house collecting dust for a month or so now. He clapped his hands, before placing them on the chest plate of the armor. The armor’s familiar red eyes came back, and it slowly got up. Al quickly turned pale from the transmutation, coughing up a little bit of blood, but it didn’t phase him in the least. He had been through much worse. This pain was nothing.

        Edward yelled and screamed at Alphonse to stop and run in a blind panic; truly afraid that he was going to watch his baby-brother die without being able to help him. Winry was barely able to hold the older Brother back; despite him missing an arm, he was still rather strong.

        The assassin charged at Al again. Al quickly caught his breathe, then clapped his hands again and placed them on the ground, creating another sword to use. He stood up straight and spit out blood as if it were tobacco; like he hadn’t a care in the world that he was bleeding internally. All he cared about right now was getting this man restrained and unarmed. He could care less about his own injuries. Once the man reached them; they started brawling with swords; which they seemed to be be equally matched at — until Alphonse controlled the armors body as well; getting the armor to attack and move skilfully to help restrain the man. Unfortunately; he was too fast to simply catch.

         After the short sword fight; it became a battle between alchemists. And it was insane. Clapping, sparking, and the smell of alchemy and minerals was fresh in the air. The two were both very skilled; but Alphonse’s wounds had opened up by now, and he was bleeding heavily through the uniform — his movements were starting to slow down, and he had gotten cut from one of the sharpened stones used to attack him. Had he been a second later; he wouldn’t have been impaled.

          He himself was struggling; but his armored body that he was controlling as well was not. In fact, that was the biggest threat to the assassin right now. It was obvious they were both getting exhausted.

[invioletble]

Ⓥ ➟ ◌

     "Alphonse! You're going to kill yourself!"

                  It took a long time for her to gather enough breath to say this. There was some black bordering her vision, but Ed didn't have an arm and her family was in no shape to play hero in this world. She went through the most training in combat, and was the best suited to this world, seeing as she didn't stretch or have super strength or super speed. Turning invisible and putting force fields up didn't increase her stamina, so she was therefore the least affected and the most up to fighting head to toe with some big bad.

            It made her anxious to know that the only reason she couldn't be saving her boyfriend the trouble of a dramatic rescue was that she'd been sulking and angsting his leaving. Now wasn't the time to feel the tremendous weight of guilt and have a panic attack about that though, so she pushed it from her mind. Instead the thin teenager quickly scaled up the nearest tree, desperate to give Alphonse some form of an advantage.

                           Violet jumped up on top of a large but not so thick branch, over and over, until it cracked and was ready to fall. She held it up - the two, scratch that, three - battling below her didn't seem to notice the sound. Winry saw what she was doing and threw a wrench, actually hitting the assassin.

                 For the second he was distracted and turned to her, Violet let the branch fall and crash right on top of him, definitely breaking a few of his bones judging from how high up it had been and how large it was. 

                    "Go in for the kill, Alphonse!"

                                         Before you're the one killed.

[princenaveen]

Disney Myers-Briggs Profiles - The Protector [ISTP] [INTJ]

[grccnsuits]

Fresh Face.

[grccnsuits]

    ♘ ↴

  The male could only watch and be completely taken by her skill. True, he’s somewhat of an  a d v a n c e d martial artist, but he was still mostly nerd. His landing wasn’t n e a r l y as graceful as hers, but it stuck.

A smile as the bot latched onto his  thumb. He really was like a c h i l d. Distant but sweet memories danced in his mind of when Hiro was that tiny. Tadashi was lost in his thoughts when Violet asked about the blueprints.

         ”Hm? Oh— Yeah, sure.        I promise, I won’t steal your work.”

Right hand raised.

         ”Scout’s honor.”

[invioletble]

Ⓥ ➟ ◌

      She chuckled. "Yea, good to know you're not a thief. Otherwise I might have to use my ninja skills on you."

                  E.M.O. let out what might have been a laugh and beeped somewhat aggressively at Tadashi, in what might have been an action meant to back up mother dearest's empty threat towards him. Then the robot turned to her and lit up yellow, questioning if he'd done something good. She laughed.

           "Alright, come along, it's not too far off from here. We actually started heading in the direction of my lab when we went chasing after my curious little bot here."

                          It wasn't a terribly long walk to her lab, though it was mostly quiet. The most that really happened was E.M.O. cooing, trying to get out of her arms to look at stuff, waving to passerby, and Violet's whispers to him of her planning on getting a leash, for him to calm down, and several comments of, 'You've seen that ten times already,' or, 'Must you say hello to everyone?'

                   When they finally entered her lab and her password was entered, Violet immediately put the little robot on a charging dock and shut him down.

    "Here are the blueprints. I'm going to start installing one of my tracking chips." She said offhandedly as she handed Tadashi a few sheets of paper covered in sketches and product descriptions. Her indepth notes and every little thing - including what was on the blueprints - was in a thick book in one of her bookshelves, amoung all the other thick and highly detailed records of her experiments and creations.

[invioletble]

soul-bxund-xerxesian:

Al snuck into Violet’s room in the middle of the night, avoiding her parents rather well. He left the Valentine on her desk before jumping out the window quickly. He hoped she hadn’t caught him. [[Happy Valentine’s Day, hun. I hope you’re doing okay. Alphonse and I miss you.]]

Ⓥ ➟ ◌

      It was a heartwarming thing to wake up to, to say the least. She smiled and giggled to herself, having made her own Valentine for him a few days ago. She'd be sure to give it to him as soon as she saw him today.

[invioletble]

HEY, it's been a while!! I had a really rough time for a long while there but everything's kinda okay now so I'm back!!! Sorry it's been so horrendously long, probably about a month now, but I'll try to get back into this as much as I can!! Again, I'm so sorry I just kind of dropped off the face of the earth!!

[invioletble]

                                                  don’t          you          forget                                                   what          i’ve            been                                                   —t    h    r    o    u    g    h—                                                   and      y e t,      i’m        still                                                   s    t    a    n    d    i    n    g

[invioletble]

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        He sighed lightly. As much as he liked reuniting with his girlfriend; it was rather painful to be hugged or come in contact with anything at all. His body was badly burned from a stray flame that Roy had meant to hit a Drachman spy with (Alphonse didn’t want Roy to kill the man, so his attempt to stop him ended very badly), thankfully it was only a burn and it wasn’t deadly. It certainly wasn’t as bad as it could have been, where it would have been if Roy went full-throttle to kill.

       Ed frowned hearing Violet’s question, and answered it for Al, knowing he would sugar-coat it. “He was being an overprotective little Brother and jumped in front of me and took a bullet to the chest. I swear, sometimes he forgets that he’s not armor anymore.” He was only joking around to lighten the mood.

       In this day and age; most people died from infection if they had managed to survive the wound. Even if the bullet hadn’t went deep, the infection would usually get to them. They didn’t have the resources and/or knowledge to clean major wounds properly.

       And with a burn and a bullet wound in relatively the same place; the cleaning process was brutal and extremely painful for Alphonse to go through. It was a process Edward had taken up doing for Al — and it needed to be carried out every night. It involved the ripping off of the peeling skin, the applying of a strong anti-bacterial solution, very hot water, and rough scrubbing to get off any gunk that got inside the wound. Alphonse knew great pain in his life; and had experienced much worse — but this was still painful as ll hell. The smell of rotting flesh wasn’t very pleasant, either.

       Al sighed and looked at Ed’s arm. “His arm got blown to bits by a Drachman’s gun. I was shot-down shortly after; so I couldn’t retrieve the main part of it in time. Ed couldn’t, either. We were both getting dragged off of the battlefield by that time.” Ed sighed. “I don’t care about the damn arm, Al. I’d much rather have been shot than have you taking the hit for me. You were injured only a day before. I’m your older Brother. I’m suppose to be looking after you, not the other way arou-” Before he finished the sentence, Al suddenly clapped his hands and turned his metal crutch into a sword and got in front of Violet, Ed, and Winry, blocking an attack from  Drachman spy that was hiding in a tree above them. He must have followed Ed and Al all the way back to the Rockbell house. Ed’s eyes widened. “Alphonse!” Al struggled with the guy, then eventually pushed him back, making the man stagger backwards. Al frowned and hopped back a bit.

      “Winry, get Ed and Violet inside the house and to the basement.” But Winry was frozen, her eyes wide. Al frowned and looked back at her. “Dammit Winry,Violet, move!” He said before he was attacked again, quickly an just barely blocking the assault from the blade of the assassin. He pushed the Assassin back again; not trying to hurt him — he was more so trying to hold him back to that the three could get to safety. Winry helped Ed up and tried dragging him away, but he attempted to fight her off. “Alphonse!” Winry tried to pull him away. he was in no condition to fight. His voice suggested that he was in pain; but it was really more psychological than it was physical. He didn’t want his baby Brother fighting a highly skilled assassin, seriously injured, and by himself.

      Winry eventually managed to pull Ed away from Al, and was still struggling getting him back to the house while trying to stay away from the assassin. Al went into a battle stance, as did the assassin. Blazing golden eyes and cold dark brown eyes were meeting each other as the circled around. "Alphonse Elric, the Soul Bound Alchemist. Your time is up.” The assassin said in low voice. Al smirked. "My time was up a long time ago, and I’m not dead yet.”

        The assassin charged at Alphonse and tried to attack him, but Al dodged skillfully and quickly; though it was obvious that he was in an immense amount of pain from the movement. The pain and injuries slowed his movements, so he needed to rely more on blocking than dodging at this point. Thankfully, he was rather skilled in both.

         He attempted to draw-back from Alphonse and pick another target — one near the house. Alphonse did his best to draw him away; but there was only so much he could do without getting himself killed. It wasn’t long before the assassin was running towards the house once he got his opening.

[invioletble]

                "Alphonse!" She'd noticed, at the last second, a movement that had alerted her to move. Violet jumped back by reflexes and put herself between the assassin and the other two blondes, helping Winry drag Ed without letting them get near the fighters. Once Winry pulled Edward onto the porch of the house, she had kept on the grass, watching with them to make sure if Alphonse was all right. Jinx and Ice were yowling and hissing from behind her legs, fur standing angrily and dramatically on end. They didn't like the situation either; perhaps that meant it wasn't Alphonse's fate to die like this. That little piece of hope was what kept Violet from doing something drastic.

          Her family was watched from the balcony, kept from jumping into action by Pinako. They definitely weren't in the position to help. Violet stood quite helplessly for a moment, like a skeleton with skin, until suddenly the assassin came sprinting at her after nearly spearing Alphonse like a voodoo doll. Violet immediately sprang into action, jumping up off against the wall and flipping over the figure as he tried to cut her in half. She immediately ducked and kicked his feet out as he circled back around with the sword, which actually worked. As he fell, she dodged another swing and jumped up on top of him, just as Winry threw a wrench at his head and grabbed another one.

                           Unfortunately, as Alphonse came near, it was discovered by the assassin that Violet only weighed about ninety pounds. Her skeletal figure, starved from having not eaten much for weeks, wasn't nearly enough to hold him down, and Winry's next wrench missed as Violet was suddenly tossed up and backwards into the house's barrier, crashing and collapsing to the ground. The breath was knocked out of her, and the cats came to her side as the assassin came up upon her. Winry held Ed back, not wanting him to get hurt, as Violet rolled out of the way just in time. She had to roll again to get out of the way once more, but she didn't dare go near Winry and Ed. She wasn't going to let this freak hurt Alphonse's brother and friend. Unfortunately, Violet was already quite tired, and she wasn't going to be able to keep this up. Her family was screaming, and Ed was trying desperately to get away from Winry and save Violet.

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        Once Al heard that she wanted to; there wasn’t really any hesitation. He felt funny asking — he didn’t really want to. He just wanted to do what he was going to do kind of as a way of punishment (not quite); but he knew it’d be wrong if he didn’t ask first. He didn’t want to do something to her that they’d both later regret.

        He picked her up firmly and carried her over to the bed and laid her down. He figured the wall probably wasn’t a very good place to loose your virginity. He blushed slightly, but other than that, remained cool and collected. He pulled off Violet’s underwear before taking off his own. He thankfully had a condom in his pant pocket (he always thought it was better to be safe than sorry), He picked up his pants and got the condom out of the pocket, opening it and putting it on. He really decided he didn’t like the feeling of latex on his member — but he’d rather have safe sex than get her pregnant.

       He got back on top of her, and kissed her as he positioned himself on top of her. Admittedly, it was rather awkward for him to have his privates so close to hers. He figured after the first time it wouldn’t be so awkward for him anymore.

       He kissed her for a little while before teasing her and pushing his member against her folds. He groaned a little bit at the new type contact. He did it a few more times before he finally slipped inside of her for the first time. He didn’t push all the way inside of her. He only pushed about a third of the way inside (just enough to break her wall if she had one). He wanted her to adjust to part of his length first before he pushed all the way in. He was rather large; so he wasn’t expecting her to be able to take all of him the first time.

[invioletble]

        Upon touching the bed, she was quite thankful; being propped up against a wall, while sexy, was definitely not the most comfortable thing in the whole world. As her spine realigned, she felt a rush of sudden greatness, a really good feeling all along her back. That, however, was quickly distracted away from by the sensation of a hand pulling off the expensive underwear she didn't remember ever buying, and the thought of how great it felt to have her spine in its proper position was completely lost from her consciousness and probably from her memory.

                     She closed her eyes and grasped the sheets tightly as he got back on top of her, blushing like mad; it was even red on her shoulders. The kiss was a gracious distraction, and she held it for a while, feeling an unusual rush of affection despite the fact that he was still pretty mad at her for something she couldn't even remember and that she was frightened of him in this moment. Her hands left the sheets and reached up, arms wrapping around him and hands on his back. Violet moaned as he rubbed up against her, claws already starting to scratch his back again. She couldn't handle all these new experiences and exhilarations, she was only one woman, for star's sake. "Ah-!" She gave a small call as Alphonse got a little more comfortable, her mouth wide open and her eyes tightly shut.

              "A-a-alphonse-!" Violet called out rather loudly in a quite out of breath way as he finally pushed in. She'd been, thank the galaxies, sufficiently aroused, so she was in minimal pain. It was scary and new. She drew herself up closer to him, hugging him, heart beating fast and lightly hyperventilating. Yes, she was frightened, but the feeling was incredible. Her jaw had dropped open in some sort of ecstasy, her eyes opening a bit wide. Her gaze - and vision - was unfocused as she tried to adjust to these new feelings.

[invioletble]

        It was at the stroke of midnight that Violet's eyes could suddenly see, unbeknownst to her, for the first time. She couldn't recognize where she was, so she tensed up, not looking behind her to see the under construction superhero exhibit in the human evolution wing of the Museum of Natural history, detailing in the rare genetic anomalies that could give humans super powers. Smiling superheros waved from photos, trying to get out, walking in and out of their miniature worlds. 

                It sounded like there were people coming round. She was in her super suit, so she knew that the best course of action would be to turn invisible and hide from them, just in case they weren't friendly. So there she tried, but - nothing. She was still visible. Violet tried again, then another time, and then tried to put up a force field and failed. Panicking, she looked around, finally catching the display. And then she realised, at least partially.

           "What?"

[disneyfanartftw]

Incredibles by K-fry-express

[captainperoxidespike-archive]

Different Stages of Drafts: Reblog With your Mun FC;

[invioletble]

When You Get All Your Drafts Done:

When Your Drafts Start to Slowly Build Up Again:

When Your Drafts Become a Mountain:

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         Alphonse groaned a little bit at the nails being dug into his back; but in all honesty he didn’t really mind it. To him, it meant that he was doing something right. And that was enough to encourage him to continue what he was dong. Even if he was acting like he didn’t care how she was feeling; he really was. He was just upset right now; which was fully understandable.

         He couldn’t help but smirk a little bit when she said please. He took his mouth off of her for only a moment to 'answer' her plead. “Please what, Violet?” The question was only asked for a second before he went back to what he was doing. Making her fall apart.

         When he pulled away this time, and Violet kissed him, he kissed her back and closed his eyes. He kept his hands on her hips and his groin against hers. He tilted her head and kissed her deeper. For a virgin, Alphonse really wasn’t bad at all with what he did. But what did you expect from an alchemist? They knew the human body and it’s 'sweat-spots' better than anyone.

          Unfortunately or fortunately for Violet; the distraction didn’t last for very long at all. As much as Al loved kissing his girlfriend; they both knew what this was leading up to. For how frantic this started out, it  was probably about time to get to that point.

          Al figured that Violet’s virgin wall was already broken due to the amount of battles she’d been in. He’d actually be surprised if it wasn’t. But he knew that it didn’t mean that it would be comfortable at first. She still needed to adjust to him. So he wasn’t sure whether they should move to the bed or stay against the wall.

         "D-Did you want to go all the way?" For a moment it seemed like little-innocent and conservative Alphonse was back; but you could damn-well tell that it was only for a few moments to ask a sensitive question. After it was answered, the innocent Alphonse would be gone again. At least he still had the decency to ask.

[invioletble]

        Violet was shaking, and quite aware her mentality had been reduced to putty in his hands. She was quite sensitive in the skin, which had always been a problem when she was tortured. A particularly nasty person had once carved her own name into her back with knives as a punishment, which was why the white lines spelling 'Violet' existed there. It was hardly noticeable when she had a bra or anything more on, but Alphonse was probably going to end up being one of the first people to see it apart from herself and the original artist. 

                           As Violet's claws dragged down his back again, she moaned quite loudly and her skin grew clammy. Lightning bolts of nerves shot up and down her body, shocking her and filling her with feelings and urges she'd never really experienced before. Her entire body felt hot, though she was quite cool to the touch. Small droplets of sweat ran down her back, sticking her to the wall a bit.

                 Holding onto him tightly, she curled her face into his neck as he started teasing her again. She was completely hot and bothered, and barely able to contain it anymore. This was exhilarating and new for her, and she couldn't help but want to continue. However, his question surprised her, and she and him pulled away from each other enough to see each others faces. She definitely hadn't expected him to be so controlled as to ask her whether or not she wanted to continue in his enraged state. Blushing bright red, clearly extremely embarrassed at her sudden need for these feelings, she struggled to reply, "Y-yes." her voice was soft, but it was heard clearly. 

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        He smiled halfheartedly at her. He was exhausted and his mental state wasn’t he best. Than again, it never really was good to begin with. After suffering so much loss in his life; it had obviously left behind some mental scars — though they weren’t entirely noticeable if you didn’t know him well.

        He hugged her back with a little effort, holding back and groans of pain that were trying to escape. “Yup… I’m back… I’m sorry… I know I said I’d be back sooner… I apologize to your family, too. Ed and I should have came here first to see if it was safe before we brought you…”

        He sighed and closed his eyes, resting his head on hers, taking in her familiar scent. If her parents had any doubt about the two having a romantic relationship; those doubts were most likely put to rest by now if they were seeing this. It was exactly like one of those romantic war movie scenes when the guy got the girl.

        However, it wasn’t going to stay that way forever. Little did they know that they were being followed. A spy from Drachma was sent to assassinate The Soul Bound Alchemist and the Fullmetal Alchemist. Now he was just waiting for the perfect opportunity to attack everyone at once when they were all off guard.

[invioletble]

       "You don't have to apologise to me." She quickly assured him. Sure, it had been way more than three days, but it wasn't Alphonse's fault at all. Winry was currently lightly hitting Ed with her wrench for taking so long, but Violet was just glad that he was back. She curved her face into his neck and shoulder when he rested his head lightly upon hers, welcoming the feeling of her boyfriend living and breathing. There were tears in her eyes, her smile small but pure. 

               "But all right, what happened to you?" Violet asked, patting him on the arm and pulling back. Skeletal fingers gently reached forwards and touched his chest, her other arm holding him up as best she could in her haggard, gaunt state. Her protruding cheekbones and somewhat sunken cheeks emphasized her worry. "C'mon, let's get you down the road. I'm sure Pinako wants to see you, and you should sit down to take a load off." Violet gently began guiding him over the long road towards the house, the fates meowing and keeping at her feet. "Really, what happened to you? And what happened to Ed's arm?"

[jack-jack-attacks]