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pokebox2014-12-29 05:09 am
sadisticwarfare) wrote in pokebox2014-12-29 05:09 am
LOCKED TO viliorate
[When Archer comes to, his memories are a jumbled blur. He gets the feeling that he shouldn't be moving at all right now, but it takes him a couple of minutes to remember why.
The automail, the fighting, the grenade, the car crash, and... he's fairly sure he was shot in the back, but he doesn't feel any pain now. In fact, he hasn't felt like this in ages - or at least, it feels like it's been ages.
He gets to his feet - something far easier now than it ever was with the automail (he's not sure where the automail went or why he doesn't need it anymore, but he's not going to question that now) and he studies his surroundings. Everything as far as he can see is white, with no indication of where exactly he is. There's only one way to go from here and that's forward, toward the giant, closed gate.
It must be the Gate alchemists have spoken of, but Archer's not sure why he's seeing it. Perhaps there really is an afterlife. That really is the only answer, isn't it? He's fairly certain he's dead, and even if he wasn't dead, he'd still have the automail. So clearly this is an afterlife of some sort.
With that solved (he's not going to bother questioning it any further), Archer starts toward the Gate, steps a bit hesitant as though he's not really sure he wants to see what the Gate is holding.
...Or maybe it's because he's hoping to find someone else before seeing what's inside the Gate.]
The automail, the fighting, the grenade, the car crash, and... he's fairly sure he was shot in the back, but he doesn't feel any pain now. In fact, he hasn't felt like this in ages - or at least, it feels like it's been ages.
He gets to his feet - something far easier now than it ever was with the automail (he's not sure where the automail went or why he doesn't need it anymore, but he's not going to question that now) and he studies his surroundings. Everything as far as he can see is white, with no indication of where exactly he is. There's only one way to go from here and that's forward, toward the giant, closed gate.
It must be the Gate alchemists have spoken of, but Archer's not sure why he's seeing it. Perhaps there really is an afterlife. That really is the only answer, isn't it? He's fairly certain he's dead, and even if he wasn't dead, he'd still have the automail. So clearly this is an afterlife of some sort.
With that solved (he's not going to bother questioning it any further), Archer starts toward the Gate, steps a bit hesitant as though he's not really sure he wants to see what the Gate is holding.
...Or maybe it's because he's hoping to find someone else before seeing what's inside the Gate.]