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[rocketridehome.livejournal.com]

[He gasped. Where was this? Hadn't he been talking to Heiderich just moments ago? His eyes widened in horror, then disbelief, and denial. No. No. No. Why this again? He'd just managed to convince himself that he was settled in Germany now, that Amestris was far behind him, and now...]

What the-- Where the fuck is this?! Is anyone around?!

[He sinks down to his knees, eyes unseeing.]

Not again. Not again. Shouldn't have fucked around with that array. Damned thing worked. In Germany. Alchemic energy in Germany... Shit.

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[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[grins a bit sheepishly] Ah, time senses. Well. I can usually feel time's flow but it's all clogged up here.

[then it switches to a curious look] An array?

[rocketridehome.livejournal.com]

[The look on his face is more of 'you're kidding right?' than awed.] ... Huh. Right.

An array's a circle with a set of symbols you use for transmutation. [He digs around in his back pocket, a little relieved to find his notebook and pen; he draws a simple array on a blank page.] This one's a simple array for deconstructing and constructing carbon.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[raises eyebrow but distracted by the array] Is that right? [fishes his glasses from his pocket and slips them on, leaning closer] Is that...alchemy? That's actually quite an advanced form of it, then.

[rocketridehome.livejournal.com]

[There's a small, wistful look on his face.] Yeah. S'alchemy. Nobody in Munich seems to know of it though. [Almost idly, he sketches the array he last used. This is the one I used to get me here. No idea why it screwed though.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[looks over it thoughtfully before removing his glasses and sucking on one of the ends] Hm, well. I'm not familiar with this style of alchemy or I might be of more help. Wouldn't happen to have any books on it, would you?

[rocketridehome.livejournal.com]

No. I used to have access to a lot of alchemic texts, but that was back home. I haven't read anything related to alchemy in over a year.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Well, if you don't mind giving me some notes yourself, I might be able to look over it with you. [beams at him] Oh, right. I'm the Doctor. [sticks out a hand]

[rocketridehome.livejournal.com]

[First real smile ever since he got here. He shakes the Doctor's hand.] I'm Edward. The Doctor? Really? What's your real name?

[He looks down at the battered notebook for a moment or two, then offers it up.] You can have this if you want. I scribbled down all the notes I remembered when I first got to London.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Pleasure to meet you, Edward! [happily shakes his hand and shrugs] I've been 'the Doctor' a very long time. I rather like it.

[smiles and takes the notes] London! I frequent London. But I'll return them when I'm done. Shouldn't be horribly long. I'm a fast reader.

[rocketridehome.livejournal.com]

Alright then, Doctor.

... I liked London. It reminds me of Central. [small smile] But that was London, 1926. And it's okay, take your time. I don't need them anyway, I've memorized it all.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

London is one of my favourite places, actually. 1926, though? Dangerous times ahead. But thank you! [takes the notebook and slips it into his pocket]

[rocketridehome.livejournal.com]

[curious] Do you come from a London that's some years in the future? And you're welcome.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Oh, well, I've been to many Londons. 1500's London, 1800's London, 2007 London, 2600 London...The last one I was in was 2007 ish.

[rocketridehome.livejournal.com]

... Excuse me?

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Oh, sorry. I'm a time traveler. [beams]

[rocketridehome.livejournal.com]

............. You. Are kidding me.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Nope! Time traveler, that's me. Hullo!