To Mend That Which Is Broken
"Rain. Nothing but rain…"
A blond man hunched his shoulders and tried to go back to reading his book in the dim light of the lamp that rested by his bed. His companion, a giant suit of armor, clanked as it shifted it's weight slightly against the wall. The blond man's golden eyes closed wearily and he sighed. He wasn't getting anywhere with his research, and he was sure that if he didn't get some sleep now, he wouldn't be getting any later.
Muttering a curse under his breath, he flung the thick book across the room. The book landed heavily on top of the rumpled red coat that had slipped from it's place on the back of a chair.
"Now it's going to get wet."
"I'll get it Brother."
With a grunt, Edward Elric, the Full Metal Alchemist, fell back onto his pillow. He thought about blowing out the lamp, but decided that it wouldn't matter one way or the other, as it gave off almost no light.
Edward listened as his younger brother picked up the book an put it on the seat of the chair before hanging the coat over the back. At twenty, he was not much taller than he had been when he was fifteen, though his temper had improved somewhat. All this time, and the pair had still not found the Philosopher's Stone…
Which was why they were in Clare, Ireland. They had heard rumors of three sisters that could do strange things, changing animals and items into other things. Word was that one could see into the past, one could see the future, and one flew above the clouds at night to guard the city. Al and his brother were skeptical, but figured that they may as well look into the rumors. If they found anything about Seers or flying girls, maybe they could be talked into helping locate the elusive Stone.
But all they had found, so far, was rain.
Closing his eyes, Ed let his disappointment for the day fade as he drifted to sleep. Really, he should not have expected for luck to favor them too quickly. He was almost glad for a moment, at the fact that they had not stumbled across the rumored Sisters. In the past, if they found the object of rumor right off, there was nothing but pain and bloodshed to be found.
And who knows? Maybe the Sister who saw the future would tell them what was in store. It couldn't hurt to know ahead of time.