A/N: Hello!! I survived my SLE final!! Just barely, though - never again, I hope, will I take a class that has a 24-HOUR FINAL. Except that this is a year-long class. Gah. Anyway, I got an A, so all is well, and now I just have Japanese. On the fic - I have a picture I use as the userpic on my laptop of Ed standing on a cliff in the wind, both arms raised, like he's about to leap off and take flight. This was probably inspired by that. Only, you know, with angst.
Disclaimer: I own the words, Square Enix owns the story, Ed and Roy own themselves.
Stance
Roy is often struck by the way Ed stands – feet spread apart, back straight, shoulders braced – like he's in a fight against the world, and he expects the world to throw the next blow. Ed never lets his body show anything but strength; he never acts anything but assured of his ability to face what happens, and face it alone; he never seems to consider the possibility that something might not be his responsibility or his duty.
There are moments when Roy wants to sweep his feet from beneath him, just to prove to him that it's okay to fall.
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