FMA RP Alternate Ending.
Warnings: This is a Rp Fic. Basically we ChibiKain and JeansEnvy have come together and made rps and have decided to fix them up a bit and share them. Please enjoy and understand there are problems. They are un betta read and are pure straight from the Rp its self. Thank you. Flames will be ignored. Thank you again.
Kimbly: .. - watches them go and smirks looking back at the wreckage- .. no alchemist can destroy it huh... - claps his hands together- ... i havent tried..
Archer: -folds his arms and watches him, smiling- I wouldn't be surprised.
Kimblee: .. hmmm oh.. well common.. im known for destruction.. maybe i can break that son of a bitch hmm?
Archer: All right, -walks up to him, hand on his shoulder- go ahead...
Kimblee: .. hmmm really.. your gonna let me try?
Archer: -shrugs- Go for it. What have we got to lose?
Kimblee: ... - mumbles- .. lives.. - carefully jumps and moves along the ground with deep gouges in it-
Archer: Still, take caution!
Kimblee: ... - stumbles- .. ummm got it.. woah!- slips and slides down to the ground below- ..ohh oww.. im ok!
Archer: Are you all right? I told you to be careful!
Kimblee: . - climbs out of the hole- .. yes.. im fine..
Archer: Good. -puts his arms on the sides of his head and gives him a quick kiss-
Kimblee: .. - grins and kisses him back- ... well off i go.. - hops off moving quickly not staying on a patch of ground longer then needed to keep from falling-
Archer: -calls down- See anything?
Kimblee: .. not yet .. OWWWW!... Fucking rock!
Archer: -sighs- oh my clumsy lover...
Kimblee: . I HEARD THAT! OWWWW MOTHER FUCKER!
Archer: Kimblee, are you sure you're fine? Doesn't sound it.
Kimblee: ... im gonna need some serious icing... - grumbles and slips and you can hear him sliding and tumbling down the half broken steps- .. oww ow ow ow ow.. fuck! shit... Ooof! ... memo to self... find the person that invented stairs and kill them for not making them with cushions..
Archer: Goddamit, is there anything I can do?
Kimblee:... yeah .. get me a jack hammer.. - some small explosions are heard as smoke goes up as kimblee tries to get though the rubble- .. this is impossible.. i do more and the things gonna come down on me... uggg.
Archer: -has run off to Kimblee's tool kit and grabbed a jackhammer- Hey, get over here, I don't want to accidently drop it on your head.
Kimblee: .. - grumbles as he moves then appears dusty and filthy more so then normal with some new cuts and bruises as well as a bloody lip- .. the gate will die.. for this! - grabs jack hammer- .. gonna kill the fucker!
Archer: -grins and chuckles- Little destructive one.
kimblee: . im not little! want me to use this on you!oohhhh! - falls backwards and slides down the steep incline with a loud crash- ... ohhhh owww... umm... archer... i think i need a medic... im pretty sure ... bone is not supposed to stick out of a leg..
Archer: SHIT! -jumps down, carrying a first aid kit-
Kimblee: ... - laying flat on his back- ... ohh yeah.. this hurts...owwww...
Archer: Fuck...this is going to hurt so bear with me. -holds his leg and starts to push his bone back in-
Kimblee: HOLY MOTHER OF ALL THAT IS FUCKING HELL!
Archer: I told you, -manages to push the bone in then quickly bandages it up- we still need to get you to a hospital. -looks up- but I have no idea how we're going to get back up.
Kimblee: . ill just say here.. yes.. - groaning in pain-
Archer: ...ok, hold tight, don't move a muscle. -kisses him then runs back up and into the town-
Kimblee: .. move.. yeah.. right... uhh huh.. - sighs- ...
-sometime later-
-Archer returns with a medic and a stretcher-
Kimblee: ... - laying right where he was left- ... yo..
Medic: What happened?
Kimblee: .. jackhammer..
Medic:...that's a new one...-feels along his leg- it's snapped right in the middle. you'll need a cast.
Kimblee: . great...
Kimblee: .. AHH! ... touch it and die man! ill do it too! blow you sky high! - claps his hands ready to do it- ...
Archer: -pulls his hands apart- Now you cut that out. he's trying to help you. what have I told you about killing people?
Medic: ...-wary- .I do not want to know...
Kimblee: . to not do it unless ordered or unless im defending myself or if they make fun of you... - smirks then growls at the medic-
Medic: ...-scared for his life, but he knows he still has to do his job- Help me lift him onto this.
-Archer and the medic put Kimblee onto the stretcher-
Kimblee: .. - grins and bares it- .. fuuuuuuck...
Archer: -runs his hand along his cheek- Nearly there.
-They carry him up and into an ambulance-
Kimblee: .. next time i have some wild idea to destroy something ... remind me of this... so i wont do it.. ok
Archer: -half grins- Of course. -Kiss-
-The ambulance drives them down to the hospital where he gets an x-ray and a cast-
Kimblee: .. - half dead from medication when Al and the others come see- ... say a word.. and ill kill you all
Envy: -can't resist- A word...
Roy: -snaps his head and glares at him- are you an idiot?
Envy: Maybe I am, maybe I'm not.
Roy: -sighs and facepalms-
Kimblee: .. - growls his hand marks glowing-
Al: .. ! - flails-
Archer: -pulls his hands back- sorry about him...
Roy: ...we came to say thanks. you did help us.
Kimblee: .. humf... i was just curious thats all..
Roy: Nonetheless, thanks.
Kimblee: .. yeah.. dont mention it...
Archer: So, our deal Furher?
Roy: Yes yes, -hands him the money- you're off the wanted list Kimblee, enjoy your freedom.
Kimblee: .. - blinks- ... what.. jsut like that..
Roy: I always keep my promises. You seem to have reformed anyway. There haven't been any mysterious murders for months.
Kimblee: ... but... down at the gate... you still .. los...
Al: .. dont say it.. - turns away- ..
Kimblee: ... - stays silent- ...
Roy: ...we couldn't do anything about that...he was too powerful...
Kimblee: ... - nods- .. yeah.. - yawns agasit his will-
Archer: -rubs the top of his head- He's tired. -looks at the group- Thank you...
Roy: -Nods- Don't mention it...seriously; never mention it. Ever.
Kimblee: .. same to you.. - half asleep already ...
-The group walks out-
