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Alright, let's not be total wallflowers at prom here, if we're going to be stuck together for the foreseeable future, I think it's only right that we (read: I) start getting to know all of my fellow space cadets. If we're ACTUALLY in space and this isn't some humongous simulation. You guys saw how easy it was for this place to manufacture a hyper-realistic simulation earlier, right? Yikes, big yikes.

But if we ARE in space and we're going to be traveling around, that's actually kind of AWESOME.

No offense to anyone who didn't want to actually be here of course, but you're nuts if you're not a LITTLE curious about the vast expanse of outer space. C'mon. OUTER SPACE! How incredible is that? And here I thought me coming face to face with aliens back home was INCREDIBLE, now we've got ACTUAL OUTER SPACE??? Pinch me I'm in a simulation. LOL.

Sorry I'm rambling, my name's Newt. Dr. Newton Geiszler, but but that sounds so much more boring and overcomplicated than 'Newt', so just stick with that. Worked as a xenobiologist on earth (is there multiple earths or what??? a lot of you are crazy unfamiliar with Kaiju, which is wild to me), helped giant robots fight aliens, the usual. Likes are rock music, playing instruments, tattoos, science and tech, dislikes are bossy pushovers who complain about those things.

Speaking of which, my really good pal from home's name is Hermann Gottlieb, and you should call him Herm to make him REALLY feel at home. :)

It's nice to meet you guys on the NEWTwork. ;P

... Actually—

[Suddenly, the text turns into audio, in which a higher voice with some focal fry bleeds in-]

—can I just abruptly switch to an audio function?

[A pause, and then an excitable:]

Holy shit, how awesome is that?! This is amazing; we've made some pretty monumental gains in technology back home, but we're still working on finessing the finer aspects of neuralogically connecting to networks like these for the general population. I'd love to take one of these apart sometime and see what makes them tick. Good to have an idea of what to expect, in case we need modifications or repairs done at any point.

Anyway. Uh. Hey!

... This whole voices-in-your-head thing can't be good for my train of thought, but geronimo, right?

[If anyone listens beyond that, they may catch the accidental thought-to-audio that follows:]

Wha — oh, dammit.

I sure hope this is the last nosebleed, because I would rather not worry about having accidental brain damage from drifting with aliens.

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What's a kaiju? No idea on what you mean by 'drifting' with aliens but a nosebleed would hardly rank on my scale of some of the injuries I've had. But uh. Hey, Newt. I'm Ed. What sort of science do you mean exactly? I assume stuff to do with making weapons or engineering with those robots or something? We didn't have robots or aliens back home but we did have. Hm. Some that weren't human. That I fought.

[Was saying even that much in reference to the chimera and homunculi something he should have even mentioned? It isn't like anyone here knows on alchemy and what is allowed or not at least? But really. Ed is so confused with all this? There are so many questions? Newt what is all this? Which. Is probably mostly in part due to Ed's general ???? with being from the 1910s himself to be aware of this sort of thing with technology and also most of what Newt says just raises more questions for him.]

A Kaiju is a very big, very intimidating, very cool-looking monster cloned by a bunch of less cool aliens that want to destroy humanity and take over our planet. They totally failed to do that — which is honestly just egg on their face, considering they're capable of bridging planets and cloning monsters.

[Newton may think the Kaiju are really cool, but the aliens that send them... are kind of scary in a way Newton can't shake, not since he'd drifted and seen them. Felt them. They were watching, had seen him through the drift, and... dunno. Even just mentioning them makes gooseflesh on his neck. He'll just play it off, of course.]

... Drifting's complicated.

Maybe we should start with what sciences you have, though. Just so I have perspective.

Huh. Uh.....okay. Monsters and aliens. Right. I assume cloning would be like, making more or something? We can't even do that with alchemy. Conservation of mass and all.

[There's a reason he thinks women are so amazing for childbirth. Basically.]

But uh. Back home it's the 1910s so. We aren't anywhere near as advanced as all this. We have, you know. Trains and alchemy and phone and radio. Auto-mail I guess could kinda be considered like a science in regards to the biology aspect. That's -- my prosthetics. My arm and leg, metal, wired to connect directly to the nerves so I can more or less move it like normal except for the finer motor skills. Chemistry I guess is like a part of alchemy in figuring what something is made of and all.

Cloning is essentially creating perfect genetic copies of already living beings. The essential gist of it is starting from the ground up — usually, to clone a creature, you would have to start at its creation, and then allow that being to develop naturally through its lifespan. They've successfully cloned sheep and dogs using surrogate mothers; they haven't exactly cloned humans yet, but I'm sure someone will sooner or later. Which... even I've got my limits, there.

No thanks, I like being the only me on my planet.

... That said, the aliens we're talking about had a much more sophisticated cloning process. They could create multiple clones at a much faster rate, and they don't have to look the same — they're just made of the same materials. Like — like how a woodmaker can make a dozen tables out of the same kind of wood.

[After that nightmarish science lesson, he says, very pleasantly:]

I'd love to hear more about this 'alchemy' business, though.

It almost sounds similar to alchemy but.....we can only make or repair something from the same material. We have to allow for the conservation of mass, so we can't just keep creating more or whatever unless we have enough material to work with. If that makes sense. For example, to create an object with the mass of one kilogram, at least one kilogram of material is necessary to work with.

But alchemy is simple chemistry really. As long as you analyze to know what something is made from, you then break it down, reconstruct it in fixing it or making something else from the same materials you started with. Like making a dagger from iron or whatever.

[Like. Blood. Ed's done that before, not that it was exactly fun being stuck inside Gluttony, but. Well, the blood did give him plenty of iron to work with. Even if that was gross.]

The other main rules aside from the conservation of mass I guess is Equivalent Exchange. To obtain, something of equal value must be lost. Which isn't just the conservation of mass, but The Law of Natural Providence, , meaning that an object or material made of a particular substance or element can only be transmuted into another object with the same basic makeup and properties of that initial material. In other words, an object or material made mostly of water can only be transmuted into another object with the attributes of water. Otherwise if you try too much with too little materials, things get dangerous with causing a rebound.

The other rule is that human transmutation is forbidden.

[Hopefully this is basic enough to make sense of? Ed's not used to actually needing to really explain about alchemy, given most back home were at least aware of it even if they didn't practice or study themselves.]

Oh, yeah. Conservation of mass. No matter what you do, nothing's truly destroyed or grown without there being an equal distribution; it's just rearranged into the space around it, converted to a new combination of energy and atoms.

[He gets it! Totally.]

Interesting. So you guys found a super fast way to create without the use of machinery or lengthy conversions.

But I gotta ask — what's human transmutation, and what's a rebound? Both sound concerning.

Exactly! You get it! But uh, well. I mean there's still the formula. And still machines involved in things like auto-mail and such. But in general depending on what you want to make or fix, yeah, sometimes it can be done with alchemy.

As far as human transmutation, that's. Kind of both impossible and an ethical thing. That you shouldn't use alchemy to try bring someone back to life, or to experiment on humans. It's forbidden to. A rebound is what happens when you try transmute something with too little. It tends to take more in return as a result.

[Like your leg. Your younger brother's whole body.]

It's an example of what can happen if someone tries human transmutation. My teacher....she lost her baby. Tried to bring them back but because of that her insides, her stomach got messed up. Her insides, her organs and all.

[Izumi didn't talk about it much, but she did open up about it once they reunited after the brothers had tried to bring Trisha back.]

... Oh. That's — crappy.

[A lot of people here have some real horror stories, don't they? He shudders to imagine any kind of scenario where someone tries to bring back their dead kid and it ends up like that. He's not sure he's got any kinda fatherly instinct in him, but he can understand the pain that she must've been feeling to take such a jump. Newt took his own jumps into the dark, and sometimes it really bites you in the ass.

He clears his throat.]

If your teacher shows up, maybe someone here can help her with that. In my world, there are a lot of advances in medicine, in surgical procedures... But I got it. Rebounds equal bad, very bad. And no bringing back the dead. I roger that.

...

So, uh. In theory... you could... repair damaged clothing?

Because I love this leather jacket, and it's been through a lot recently.

I'm not sure if it can. Because of the reason behind it. But. I'm from the 1910s so. For all I know there's a lot of advances with the medical field that they might be able to do something for her. But yeah, clothing is easy. My gloves and jacket get ripped all the time.

[He has no idea on how things might work out in regards to the medical field. He gives a shrug at that, but isn't that phased. He could worry about that if and when Izumi might show up here. No point fretting and wondering on it otherwise when he has so much else to deal with.]

The 1910's, but you're able to use this alchemy business? My world's 1910 is fuming with jealousy.

[..........................]

What do I do to convince you to fix some clothes? I really, really love this jacket.

Do I want to ask about your 1910s? Like, you didn't have alchemy? What'd you have instead then?

[Some other kind of science? He's not sure what to expect in answer. As if he could begin to imagine a world without alchemy at all. It was just such a part of him, his history and everything. Ever since he and Al had first read some of their father's books and tried it, seen how happy it had made their mother. That had set everything in motion.]

It's probably a pretty simple fix. I'd say just pay me something for it but I'm....actually not sure on the currency situation.

[Would anyone else also use cens? What about the missions? Ed isn't so sure on how this might work in payment.]

Maybe a favor? I dunno.

... A World War?

[HARDY HARDY HAR!!!!]

We were figuring out cars, invented stainless steel... toasters... Albert Einstein was really on the up n' up back then with the whole theory of general relativity. We had a lot going for us! Big advances! But also kind of still suffering from lack of options for medicine and medical equipment. Yeah.

[A pause.]

I've got six PhDs and an extended knowledge in engineering; surely there's gotta be something I can whip up for you in return. Or I can, I don't know. Cook you some noodles? Not that it's hard to cook noodles, but it's the idea of someone else working for you that would be nifty.

A -- World War? As in the whole world got involved somehow?

[Sure. Amestris had it's share if fighting. Border skirmishes, expanding through taking territory being the only option to do so when landlocked and when the history of the nation was founded on this plan to pull off whatever it was Father and the homunculi were setting up. Ed's just not sure he's heard of such a massive scale of fighting. Hearing about Ishval was rough enough with Riza opened up about it to him since Roy refused to.]

Engineering, huh? How would you be with prosthetics? Or you could cook for me, sure. It isn't like fixing your jacket is gonna take long or be that big a deal.

A concerningly large amount of the world. Somewhere around thirty nations, all from the assassination of one leader by a resistance guy who'd just left a sandwich shop.

[History can be rather absurd, huh? All that pain and suffering, all from that one clumsy day.

He brightens very quickly, though, at the mention of prosthetics.]

I know a thing or two about prosthetics, sure! Usually they're robot-sized these days, but I can absolutely work on something smaller-scale.

Seriously? I mean. I get that assassinating the leader would leave some furious and retaliating but. That sure escalated......?

[He's not sure what to make of it. Even being well aware of Mustang's goal in taking over in becoming Fuhrer himself even if it means answering for the atrocities at Ishval. Still, Ed's more focused then on Newton's answer in response to prosthetics.]

Yeah? Then. Would you mind looking at mine? My right arm and left leg? Just. My usual mechanic isn't here. So. As much as I hope I won't break it. I can't be sure what to expect on these missions we're gonna be sent on, so.

It sure escalated. Buuut that's humans for you.

[Said with fond exasperation, as one does when talking humanity.]

I'd be more than happy to take a look at your prosthetics, though, no problem! You'd be doing me a real favor just giving me something to keep my brain busy. How about this - you fix my clothes whenever I damage them, I'll fix your arm and leg whenever you damage them. Mutualism at it's finest!

I guess. I know back home, Amestris, my nation, has had it's share of fighting too. But nothing to that sort of scale.

[Which. Were evidently encouraged and incited by the homunculi, by Father, but at the same time. As Riza had said. Even if they had started it, humans had carried it out in fighting once that spark was lit, as it were.]

I'll totally help with your clothes in exchange! I mean. Hopefully, that we can figure between you and maybe someone else here, in taking a look at my auto-mail. As much as I know Winry wouldn't be thrilled at anyone else touching it, I'd rather have that reassurance someone could fix it if I need.

Count your blessings there, man. Wars that big are pretty horrific. One of the only good things about being in a war with an alien force of monsters is that you all tend to come together and forget your differences for the good of man.

[He gives a little finger gun, though, looking particularly confident.]

My pal Hermann's also pretty good at engineering, himself! He'd probably love to see what you've got going on. But he's way more of a sauerkraut than me. Any time you need fixing, I'll be there.

Joining the military, I know I could be called up to fight if we have a situation back home. But yeah, that would be one positive I guess?

[Having a common enemy and all? Not that most were aware back home of Father and the homunculi and how far they had penetrated through the military. Not something he needs to go on about here.]

Hermann too? Uh. I guess you both can. I'm asking around on who might be able to help, so. Whoever would be up for it. I'm not picky without having Winry here in just wanting to know there's some possible

[... This guy joined the military, huh? He sounds like he's five, or whatever. Look, once you're in your thirties, everyone under 18 is five. But he doesn't say anything, because he probably shouldn't even be shocked. A lot of young dudes were sent to their death in world wars, weren't they? Man, life can suck.]

Definitely possible. Just let me know when you have the time to do a few, uh... clothing repairs. And I'll check out your arm, just to get acquainted with the tech.

Sure. Fixing your clothes will only take a minute. That shouldn't be a problem. It's probably my arm that would take longer.

[Ed never lied about his age to join the military. He was well known partly because of his skill in alchemy and the young age he enlisted in joining at twelve. And yet they had accepted him anyway. Because they'd wanted to keep an eye on him. To keep Ed close and under control. Not that he'd known about all that back then, of course.]

Yeah? It's not super broken right now or something, is it?

Now? No. No, it's okay now. I just wanted to try get some options ready. Just in case.

Oh, good! That's good. Can't have you being busted up before we even get into trouble, huh?

Just let me know when you're due for an inspection.

Exactly.

I'll be around. I guess just. Anytime before the next mission, whenever we figure that. Or afterwards. No idea how long they'll take to go on with getting the orb.

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