Part 2
"What do ya mean I can't come in?! My college professor said I had to! I have a paper to write! Hey! Get yer grubby hands offa me! I demand a lawyer!" she screamed as the security guards dragged her from the library. She struggled to remove herself from the man's grasp.
She finally gave up on that idea and let the security guards carry her away. She spotted the boy with the amber hair looking at her with big, round, glassy eyes.
"Come on Al! We have research to do," the second boy called to the first.
He turned around and followed but glanced back at the blushing girl.
The guards flung the girl, which dis-shelved her jacket and knocked her hat off. She scrambled to put her hat back on but the wind blew it away. Her green eyes shone brilliantly towards the shocked boy before she ran off.
"Alphonse. Let's-" Ed started. "Alphonse?" Al was rushing down the steps, running after the awkward girl. He ran around people, following the shining light brown hair. She darted down an alleyway. There was a flash and when Al turned the corner, the girl was gone.
"What do you want with me, boy?" a voice purred.
Alphonse looked around the dark alley. Trashcans lay askew and embers burned in a steel drum.
"I-I have... uhm... yer... uh... hat," Al stammered.
"Leave it there and go away."
"But-"
"I don't need your help," the voice purred and her bright green eyes appeared before Al, body just a shadowy silhouette. "Unless you know anything about the Sowing Life Alchemist, Shou Tucker."
"Why is he relevant?!" Al said, voice escalating at the mention of the man who transmuted his daughter and dog together.
"I have a college report to do and I need information. Now leave or I'll make you leave."
"But I know about him. I was there when he made one of his chimeras."
"Oh? Which one?"
"His daughter – His dog," Al murmured, ashamed that he felt such a strong urge to help this girl.
"The talking one? The one confiscated by the military? Was he the Full Metal?"
"Who?"
"The boy with you. I saw the watch. Which one is he?"
"F-full Metal."
The eyes widened and then closed.
"Do you think I could talk to him- Mr. uhh?"
"Alphonse."
"Tin man, eh? You don't' look all that metal to me."
"I was," Al said, feeling self conscious.
"If you can get me an interview with the Full Metal, come to this address. If not, don't bother," she purred once more and an address card fluttered down to him. "I'll be there. Bring him."