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The Chimera Project

Fang slips out of the truck, then glaces over to Edward. He starts to walk towards him, then stopped short.

no...he's a cat and I'm a bloody dog. Now's not the time to get him all paniced by me when they are trying to get a bullet out

He stands there, then looks over at the farm house. He tilts his head, then walks towards it.

"...No one's here...don't know how I know that..but no one is here..."
 
((Okay, thanks, Full Metal Cookies))
She looked over at Ed for permission to remove the bullet. She'd try to use...that...power to try to get the bullet out.
 
Bakur jumped out of the back of the truck and landed behind it. He started to walk away when he remembered the group. He veered around and ran to the front of the truck. "Are you alright, Edward?" Of course he knew he wasn't, but he just asked anyway.
 
"Just get it out..." Edward groaned, squeezing his eyes shut tight.

The sky was starting to lighten - the sun was starting to come up... A few birds had already woken up, and were twittering in the trees, and a cat slunk past, glancing at the group but not seeming to care.

The low thrum of an engine could be heard in the distance.
 
"Ed... You know alchemy... I need a pair of tweezers so I can get that bullet out..." Shea said softly to Ed, trying to help him relax.
 
"Alright..." Edward groaned again, the pain tricking back into his foggy brain. He reached out and grabbed the nearest metal object and placing it in front of him. He opened his eyes, and clapped, wincing in pain at the movement of his arm.

But there was a flash of light and the metal had become a pair of tweezers.
 
"Alright..." Shea said, taking the tweezers with her right hand. She used her left hand to keep the arm still, and brought the tweezers down. She went slowly, for what seemed to be hours, before she felt the bullet. Another hour seemed to pass as she positioned the tweezers around the bullet and took it out. Realizing he would be in pain, as soon as the bullet was out, she discarded the tweezers and grabed the ripped peice of her shirt and tied it tightly around the wound.

"We'll need to get some alcohol to clean the wound later... But this should do it for now."
 
As the tweezers were inserted into the wound, Edward groaned and shifted slightly in pain, but he didn't move his left arm. After it was removed, he sighed in relief and opened his eyes.

"Thank you..." He said, smiling at Shea. "Now I just need to rest a little..."

He yawned again.
 
Shea smiled, happy that Ed had thanked her. She was confused about how she felt about him, but she was tired as well and didn't want to spend much time thinking about it. "Your welcome." Was all she said before she too curled up into a ball and fell asleep, her head against Ed's leg..
 
Fang walks into the Barn, seeing that not even animals lived here. He finds hay and stables but not much else. He wanders around, then grins. He walks back out towards the gang.

"The Barn is empty and we can all goes in there to rest. We can also hide the stolen truck in there so one will find us so easily on a abandoned farm"
 
Edward sighed, looking at the makeshift bandage around his arm. This was frigging horrible. First he was the famed Fullmetal Alchemist, now he was a half-cat freak running from the state.

He heard Fang speak, and looked at him.

"Good idea... Let's go then."

He poked Shea gently, trying to wake her up.

"Hey, get up..."

The engine in the distance was getting closer...
 
Fang walks over to the truck, hopping into it.

"I'll drive this into the Barn, you guys either hop on or get into the barn on foot"

He starts the engine.
 
"..Huh?" Shea asked, realizing she had been pushed for the most part, ontop of Ed. Infact, Fang had in his hurry, pushed her in such a way that Ed's tired face was in her bosom. Upon realizing this, she sprang up. "I...I am so sorry!" She said, blushing about the way she found herself.
 
Edward blinked dully, quite unsure of what just happened.

"Uh. You're forgiven?" He responded, tilting his head to the side.
 
In that moment, Winry had made a mental vendetta against Shea. She was getting too close to Ed.

The half Metagross thought for a moment, thinking of asking Ed if she could care him to the truck. Then she realized how much her metal arms would make him uncomfortable. And the fact she still hadn't got used to them didn't help the situation.

So she merely hopped back into the truck and waited for it to start moving. During that time, she started to think about how she could possibly take the truck apart and put it back together again, which got her thinking of automail, which got her realizing how her arms were going to affect that line of work...

O my god. How will I make automail?
 
Bek felt a small twinge of envy at Shea and Ed...God, why did she feel this way? She hardly even KNEW the guy! ((Hurray for temporary infaturations! 8D ))
 
When the bullet had been removed, Bakur sighed with relief. Fang seemed to be in a hurry to get somewhere, so he hopped into the back of the truck once again. This time was his second so he wasn't so excited. Just relieved that Ed had a better chance of living.
 
Troy was in the truck all the time, and didn't need to make a move when he heard Fang say something about getting in the truck or going somewhere on foot. "What now?" he asked.
 
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