[Edward has less than zero reason to expect something like telepathy to exist -- or to be something that he has. But that doesn't mean he's not immediately accessing it, accidentally. It's not panic though. Not even remotely. He's confused sure, but more than that, he is pissed off.]
What. The hell is this. Are you kidding me? Whoever is pulling this... I swear when I find you I'll..
Hey. Where's my pocket watch?!
[Of course he's also muttering all this under his breath, which is absolutely healthy and normal.]
[ B ]
[The boar wasn't something Ed was expecting. He very nearly ran straight into it -- which did not please the large mother boar, and Edward finds himself stumbling backwards.] Hey. Easy now, I'm not looking for trouble...
[Too late though, the boar charges, and Edward, of course, immediately goes for the alchemy solution. A sharp clap of gloved hands and... nothing. Nothing at all. And THAT is the most disturbing thing that has happened since he arrived here. He stares at his hands for a moment, but that lets the boar get a good charge on him, and he's knocked aside (luckily jerking from the full blow at the last minute) before he's scrambling back to his feet,] Shit... [And running for it. Help him out, or be careful of being run down by a small partially metallic alchemist.]
[ D ]
[All right. The letter? The letter is currently be crumpled up and pronounced as,] Ridiculous crap...
[Magic. That is not how the world works. Whatever the hell is going on here, Edward is done with it. He's worried about Al, he's worried about everyone and wondering if he's maybe lost his mind. Abooted foot stomps on the discarded letter before he turns, a whirl of red fabric as his coat catches up with him. Anyone who happens to be caught in his line of sight is going to be subject to a quick,] Do you know what the hell is going on here?
[Does anyone? Edward Elric would like it explained, without any of this magic and mysticism nonsense. Someone bring him science.]
Edward Elric | Fullmetal Alchemist
[Edward has less than zero reason to expect something like telepathy to exist -- or to be something that he has. But that doesn't mean he's not immediately accessing it, accidentally. It's not panic though. Not even remotely. He's confused sure, but more than that, he is pissed off.]
What. The hell is this. Are you kidding me? Whoever is pulling this... I swear when I find you I'll..
Hey. Where's my pocket watch?!
[Of course he's also muttering all this under his breath, which is absolutely healthy and normal.]
[ B ]
[The boar wasn't something Ed was expecting. He very nearly ran straight into it -- which did not please the large mother boar, and Edward finds himself stumbling backwards.] Hey. Easy now, I'm not looking for trouble...
[Too late though, the boar charges, and Edward, of course, immediately goes for the alchemy solution. A sharp clap of gloved hands and... nothing. Nothing at all. And THAT is the most disturbing thing that has happened since he arrived here. He stares at his hands for a moment, but that lets the boar get a good charge on him, and he's knocked aside (luckily jerking from the full blow at the last minute) before he's scrambling back to his feet,] Shit... [And running for it. Help him out, or be careful of being run down by a small partially metallic alchemist.]
[ D ]
[All right. The letter? The letter is currently be crumpled up and pronounced as,] Ridiculous crap...
[Magic. That is not how the world works. Whatever the hell is going on here, Edward is done with it. He's worried about Al, he's worried about everyone and wondering if he's maybe lost his mind. Abooted foot stomps on the discarded letter before he turns, a whirl of red fabric as his coat catches up with him. Anyone who happens to be caught in his line of sight is going to be subject to a quick,] Do you know what the hell is going on here?
[Does anyone? Edward Elric would like it explained, without any of this magic and mysticism nonsense. Someone bring him science.]