Temari walks with "Pride" and they stride along close together, walking off to who knows where. Ed frowns, but knows he has to wait to test his theory. He has been mistaken twice thus far on two identities, but this one? The spiky haired guy used shadows as weapons!
That doesn't necessarily mean this Pride would be an enemy. Whispers his doubt. Here, he could be like Greed.
But then Greed wasn't exactly a friend.
The med nins mean to escort him on a guided tour of this "village", and reluctantly, for the time being, he turns away.
They begin with the building he is staying in. He wonders at the placard at the front of the building, and is told it says "Kage". He tries to work out how the blocky mess could even come close to the word, but can only shake his head. It still looks very like a garbled transmutation circle that a toddler would design.
The next stop is some sort of memorial, erected near a fountain, and talk begin about the forehead things. Not!sheska. No, her name is "Matsuri, reads off names and looks at him with saddened eyes. He works out that the plates seem to be as he suspected-- a sort of military badge.
He bumps his head against a soft something while trying to follow the explanation for her watery eyes.
"Look where you're going shrimp." The rough voice above him says, and Ed feels himself rudely shoved to the side.
"Shrimp..." Ed says, tasting the word. Its meaning he had readily found in the dictionary, and is of a small aquatic beast, barely an inch long. He scowls as he falls, as if he finds the taste rancid. He catches his balance easily enough, and turns the given momentum around into a smooth motion.
His left hand grapples the front of the dark tunic, and he continues on with the automatic throw of a solid right fist, right into the painted over cheek.
Ed half expects his blow to completely knock the guy over, and it would have had he still had automail for an arm. Instead, the feeble punch merely knocks the offending face back a few steps. He watches with clenched fists as a pale hand paws at the painted cheek.
"Why you little.."
'Little!!!!' Ed scowls.
His view is sudden taken by khaki as one of his escorts steps in. At the same time that another jumps behind him, he assumes to grapple his arms. It's not quite conscious decision to lunge beneath their grasp. He swirms around, butterfly light, and cocks his arm back for another blow, aiming up for the other painted cheek.
The body he dodged steps, and gets in his way. The air in his lungs rush out from the impact of another body, and he feels arms wrap about his chest before he can throw the deserving punch. The icy fear rises in response to restraint, and he flails. Struggling ever harder, breathless to be free, but the grappling body reacts by gripping even tighter.
He growls and froths, channeling it all into a potent, bubbling rage.
"NOT SHORT!!! No ant you can just loose in crack..!" Ed yells out to the sky.
"He did not say that." A girl's voice says somewhere by his shoulder. He pants for a few seconds, running the words through his frenzied brain. Breaths later, he works out is she who is grappling him. "and believe me, you do NOT want to get on Lord Kankuro's side."
"Yeeeaaaggh...!!! Let me...! Just one punch!!" Ed wails, not sure if he spoke the right language or what. "NOT SHORT!!"
"Bother what a temper. " He supposes Lord Kankuro says as he wipes at the injury. "Just how old ARE you?"
"SEVEN AND TEN!"
"Hu?"
Ed scowls a glare towards the voice, flaring his nostrils as he breathes hard through his nose.
"You. Clownface. Old?"
"Clown.. Same as you, Idiot Dwarf. And you say it, "seventeen"!"
"Dwa..."
Ed narrows his eyes as his body vibrates with all his fury. A heartbeat later, grips the girl's body and shoves himself back, free of the med nin's grip. He breathes deep as he straightens himself to his full, yet unimpressive, height, and points a single finger in Kankuro's direction.
"Wait you. I. Will. Grow!"
With an air of great dignity, he turns his attention to examining the round shapes of the buildings. He then snaps his gaze to Marsuri.
"Place of books?" He demands harshly, and he sees her brown eyes widen.
"Library? Oh!" She darts her gaze once in the "Lord Kankuro" direction, then looks away. "This way."
A/N: may keep for next chapter, may not..
Sent via a stray supercharged nano particle of unobtainium....
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