[It's. Probably saying something that Ed's particular glass enclosure seems sturdy enough not to shatter even under the force of his auto-mail fist or foot connecting to it. It's evident he is getting frustrated as the glass does start to perhaps crack but not outright shatter and break to free him just yet. Ed was never the most patient, anyway, but that this was some strange place and he didn't recall how he even got here, of course he's on edge. Wanting to get out and figure what was going on already. ]
iii:
What, they think we're five or something?
[Just because Ed never went to something like this all that recently given.....everything going on back home. Of course he has more important things to worry about than some amusement park. Though.....yeah, the roller coaster is kind of tempting? He's sure Winry would probably love to take these things apart to figure how they worked. Knowing her.
Though that just gives him a pang in worrying about her. About Al. Which of course means he snacks to try not fret so much. Naturally this....does the opposite in trying to calm him in focusing on eating or drinking as he wanders to explore, given the various effects of the refreshments and food here in the theme park.]
iv:
a:
[Someone should probably pity these bugs. They don't last long. At least when faced against Ed, given the boy's alchemy. He just grins, as if relieved to have something to take out his frustrations on and claps his hands together, forming a blade from his auto-mail to stab the bugs with. He leaps at them, initially with a kick before taking them down with his blade once they hit the ground.]
Ha. That's easy.
[Or maybe he spoke too soon because there are....more coming. Which has him moving, clapping again and producing sparks as he tries to protect anyone else near by creating a wall to separate them from the bugs.]
b:
[Or maybe he's wandering chatting, and ending up hearing about some quest to....]
......you want me to go pet all the dogs? Do I look like Alphonse with his love of cats and dogs? I haven't got time for pets.
[And Ed means this literally given his travel and situation back home and in the petting sense with this particular job.]
Edward Elric l Fullmetal Alchemist l Projected Example
This -- damned -- glass!!
[It's. Probably saying something that Ed's particular glass enclosure seems sturdy enough not to shatter even under the force of his auto-mail fist or foot connecting to it. It's evident he is getting frustrated as the glass does start to perhaps crack but not outright shatter and break to free him just yet. Ed was never the most patient, anyway, but that this was some strange place and he didn't recall how he even got here, of course he's on edge. Wanting to get out and figure what was going on already. ]
iii:
What, they think we're five or something?
[Just because Ed never went to something like this all that recently given.....everything going on back home. Of course he has more important things to worry about than some amusement park. Though.....yeah, the roller coaster is kind of tempting? He's sure Winry would probably love to take these things apart to figure how they worked. Knowing her.
Though that just gives him a pang in worrying about her. About Al. Which of course means he snacks to try not fret so much. Naturally this....does the opposite in trying to calm him in focusing on eating or drinking as he wanders to explore, given the various effects of the refreshments and food here in the theme park.]
iv:
a:
[Someone should probably pity these bugs. They don't last long. At least when faced against Ed, given the boy's alchemy. He just grins, as if relieved to have something to take out his frustrations on and claps his hands together, forming a blade from his auto-mail to stab the bugs with. He leaps at them, initially with a kick before taking them down with his blade once they hit the ground.]
Ha. That's easy.
[Or maybe he spoke too soon because there are....more coming. Which has him moving, clapping again and producing sparks as he tries to protect anyone else near by creating a wall to separate them from the bugs.]
b:
[Or maybe he's wandering chatting, and ending up hearing about some quest to....]
......you want me to go pet all the dogs? Do I look like Alphonse with his love of cats and dogs? I haven't got time for pets.
[And Ed means this literally given his travel and situation back home and in the petting sense with this particular job.]