(the ritual circle is committed to memory, but even scanning it produces little in the way of an explanation. scientific magic, to connor, is still magic: esoteric, unable to be understood by him on any real level that could enable him to practice alchemy.
if he can't do it himself after emulating it, he designates it useless to him. fascinating, though, and extremely helpful. the possibilities are endless.)
(Nothing related to trying to revive his mother, thus being able to see the truth of the universe and alchemy and everything related, thus granting him Special Snowflake status. None of the sort.)
(Just cutting it straight from the root. It's not something him and Edward would talk about to anyone else without permission and acceptance from the other, and they just don't discuss their sin so openly.
It's strange, but it's true. That's fine...! It's just that it's not only for me to tell. My older brother can do it, too. You'll probably see him...! He looks like me, but he has a harsher face... Grumpy.
(While Al's is just pure love, excuse him.)
It'd be a joint decision to tell you, and for a good reason...
Blond and irritated. Got it. (i won't recognize him using these two identifiers alone, connor thinks naively to himself, not yet aware of how accurate and obvious to spot they really are.)
Maybe I'll find him then. I am curious about your and your brother's abilities. What's his name?
(and to his horror, connor realizes that they haven't yet introduced themselves. this is remedied with a very visible inhale, air entering false lungs that make his chest rise in humanlike preparation.)
My name is Connor. I'm an android. (can't say "the android sent by cyberlife" anymore, so he finds his own greeting woefully short and lacking a certain je ne sais quoi.) What's your name?
Telling you would take far too much time. I can, however, make a journal entry. I'll send it to you as soon as I have a free moment. (this leads him to finally stand, glad to have met someone interested in science as science.
there are too many magic users here; connor can't relate.)
If you have cars and trains for transportation, as well as radio and telephones for communication, humans will progress in leaps and bounds. It won't be long before you begin to see the foundations of what I am.
(how exciting, actually getting to discuss how Super Advanced he is. it's certainly fuel for his towering ego.) I'll be sure to do so. The possibilities of your... science-based magic are endless.
(but if alphonse can "heal" his damages, connor might take more risks than he might've before. it's a blessing and a curse.)
The computer was first invented in 1822, but, unfortunately, you're approximately one hundred years away from getting to see one built. I assume, as humans have invented the radio, that you've very nearly reached the twentieth century. If any of this means anything to you, of course... It's possible your world keeps time differently.
The chemistry aspect of alchemy is proven science, but the ritual circles are almost occult in nature. (to connor's eyes, creating something from nothing—or transforming something seemingly only with one's hands—is magic.) And I'm providing you with a timeline of events, not assuming you'll be alive at that time.
(and that's the way the cookie crumbles for humans.........)
Maybe after seeing what I'm comprised of, you'll be able to assist your people with the invention of advanced technology.
Recentres tectonic energy how exactly? (connor asks, not meaning to sound like a pedantic douche-bag. the road to hell is paved with good intentions.) In my world, it's possible to transmute metals such as lead into gold, but never would we be able to utilize your science—which, to us, is unobtainable magic—to make a hair tie.
If I do call it magic, it's not meant as an insult to your craft. It's just indistinguishable from the others' abilities.
...
"I have my own plans" is very vague. Would you explain that to me?
Think of the formula as a plug, and the energy as, well, electricity! Magic to me means... Something out of a fairytale. No consequences, no rules, just poof. It's not how life works, nor science, much less alchemy.
Mhm! Sure! There's a neighbouring country called Xing. I have a friend there who is proficient at the type of alchemy they use there. My intention is to study it... I'm sure that putting these two together would be a way to reduce the damage of misuse of those things... There has been quite a lot.
You're right about that. The laws of nature exist for a reason.
(no consequences? no rules? no, thank you.)
That sounds interesting, however... If your goal is to stop others from misusing alchemy, then I support you. It's an incredible power. Dangerous in the wrong hands.
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if he can't do it himself after emulating it, he designates it useless to him. fascinating, though, and extremely helpful. the possibilities are endless.)
... and you're a different case why?
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(Nothing related to trying to revive his mother, thus being able to see the truth of the universe and alchemy and everything related, thus granting him Special Snowflake status. None of the sort.)
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well, the response is so straightforward it's hard to debate alphonse on it. instead, connor sits back in his chair and shakes his head.)
No apology necessary. Some other time, perhaps... when we've had a chance to get to know one another better.
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(Just cutting it straight from the root. It's not something him and Edward would talk about to anyone else without permission and acceptance from the other, and they just don't discuss their sin so openly.
Oof.)
It's a very personal matter...!
(Once he realizes he's been RUDE.)
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(his head tilts, frowning.)
Very well. I won't ask anymore. Is that sufficient?
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(While Al's is just pure love, excuse him.)
It'd be a joint decision to tell you, and for a good reason...
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Blond and irritated. Got it. (i won't recognize him using these two identifiers alone, connor thinks naively to himself, not yet aware of how accurate and obvious to spot they really are.)
Maybe I'll find him then. I am curious about your and your brother's abilities. What's his name?
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... Actually? Yes...
(He stops himself from saying 'also short', but alas.)
His name is Edward.
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(and to his horror, connor realizes that they haven't yet introduced themselves. this is remedied with a very visible inhale, air entering false lungs that make his chest rise in humanlike preparation.)
My name is Connor. I'm an android. (can't say "the android sent by cyberlife" anymore, so he finds his own greeting woefully short and lacking a certain je ne sais quoi.) What's your name?
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(And thus, pure confusion. His eyes squint, his head tilts.)
What's an android?
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(it's the simplest way to put it. he leans forward to place his elbows on the table between them.)
Beneath my skin, there is plastic and metal.
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(What's his composition???)
... Do you mind telling me your chemical composition?
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there are too many magic users here; connor can't relate.)
If you have cars and trains for transportation, as well as radio and telephones for communication, humans will progress in leaps and bounds. It won't be long before you begin to see the foundations of what I am.
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(He's sure there are some things there he has never seen, considering the walking and talking radio in front of him, absolutely astounding.)
I don't think I will be alive for that... Sounds lightyears ahead.
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(but if alphonse can "heal" his damages, connor might take more risks than he might've before. it's a blessing and a curse.)
The computer was first invented in 1822, but, unfortunately, you're approximately one hundred years away from getting to see one built. I assume, as humans have invented the radio, that you've very nearly reached the twentieth century. If any of this means anything to you, of course... It's possible your world keeps time differently.
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(CONNOR!!! HOW DARE!!!)
But I was born... April 19th, 1900...
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(and that's the way the cookie crumbles for humans.........)
Maybe after seeing what I'm comprised of, you'll be able to assist your people with the invention of advanced technology.
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It just recenters tectonic energy, that's all.
(A smile on his bony face, and he shakes his head.)
I am no engineer. I can give the insights to someone who can do good about with it. I have my own plans...
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If I do call it magic, it's not meant as an insult to your craft. It's just indistinguishable from the others' abilities.
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"I have my own plans" is very vague. Would you explain that to me?
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Mhm! Sure! There's a neighbouring country called Xing. I have a friend there who is proficient at the type of alchemy they use there. My intention is to study it... I'm sure that putting these two together would be a way to reduce the damage of misuse of those things... There has been quite a lot.
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(no consequences? no rules? no, thank you.)
That sounds interesting, however... If your goal is to stop others from misusing alchemy, then I support you. It's an incredible power. Dangerous in the wrong hands.
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