It's weird how whenever you turn around you always expect something greater then what you get. That's exactly what happened when the Elric brother turned around. They almost expected some one that was forbidden to look at, Untouchable to the eyes. But what they saw was two pretty normal people standing in the doorway. One was a boy standing about 5'6; he had high cheekbones and oozed out German pride. He wasn't Aryan, he had brown eye that twinkled with almost a mockingly at the brothers and dirty brown hair that was messed up from what seemed to be long nights at the university. He wore a simple brown over coat and a dirty old scarf that looked as if it was made by his mother or a girlfriend. But the other person was a girl about 5'2. She was small and petite with apple like cheeks. Her brown eye were doe-y that seemed to hold forbidden secrets. Secrets that could change the patterns of history but would never be revealed due to this girl's own concerns. Her had shoulder length brown hair the curled under, and on her head lay a black beret. It was a common fashion in German for women to wear the long trench like coat she wore with the hat. For German women could afford the trendy swing outfits of the 20's that the French and Americans could buy. It looked as if the coat had seen betters day and was slightly over used, her black boots where scuffed up.
The girl's eye where wide with fear… Al looked at her concern for a moment. It seemed this girl was the one that saw something untouchable to the eyes instead of them. The boy standing next to her suddenly went into this brave soldier like mode. It seemed the boy thought that the girl wasn't scared of Al, but of the body. " I knew they should have never let you come." She said to her shielding her eye from the body.
She slapped his hand away from her eyes. " GET YOUR FUCKEN HAND OFF ME, SIMONE!" She screamed at him. The slapped seemed quiet an embarrassing thing for the young boy named Simone. Being slapped by a girl wasn't something that was encouraged. His face flushed with red, with a mixture of anger and embarrassment. " Tills, what the hell has gotten into you?" He said looking into her pale face. She looked down at the ground, blinking back tears. "Hell its self." She whispered to her self, looking at the wooden floors. "What was that?" Simone asked her. She regained her composer. " Alfons? Alfons?" she said walking to the youngest Elric. Al seemed now more afraid of this young girl. Ed jumped in front of him. " What do you want with my brother?!" he said as if it was in the tone of voice of, What do you want with my brother, you emotional bitch? She looked at him, it was all too confusing. "You're brother it a sin, wait… let me reword that a virtue." She whispered in Ed ear. At this point the police seemed to looked at the charade as if they where in house of crazed nuts. Simone walked away from Tillie, whom seemed to be a little drunk on the Beer she had with him and some of the other classmates at a beer hall to the body looking at the symbols. Ed didn't understand what she said, nor how did she know that quote. The quote was in all his father's books. "All things are poison, It's the dose that makes it lethal." It was the last question that cleared things up for him.
" How did you cross, and where did you find this homunculus?"She whispered in a venomous tone while lifting her sleeve to reveal a Flemal mark on her wrist with a transmutation circle that was different then anything Ed had ever seen in his life.