swordage: Envy from Fullmetal Alchemist (x envy)
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After a long absence, fic! And not just any fic! 'Tis a much-belated gift for [livejournal.com profile] pinstripesuit, to go with her art of Greed and Envy in period dress, posed for a formal photograph. I did way too much research for this fic, and then I uh... never really finished it. And it was gonna go on FOREVER because Envy never shuts up, so I cut him short. Just so you know. Uh, please be aware of really stilted writing that is a vague attempt at period speech patterns and word use.

Any kind of beta is appreciated; this particular fic is prone to change at any moment, because I lost the flow halfway through.

Title: Daguerrotype
Series: Fullmetal Alchemist
Rating: PG
Notes: For [livejournal.com profile] pinstripesuit, with love.

“Come on, get up and dressed,” Envy grumbled, tossing a waistcoat onto Greed’s face. “Lazing about at all hours of the morning – who raised you? Really, it’s terrible how you drink and carouse all the night. An hour before midnight is worth-“

“Two after, yes, I recall the prophetic diction that falls off your tongue like spittle every morning,” Greed grumbled, reaching a sleep-heavy hand to bat the heavy cloth from his face. A languid stretch shook the remaining lassitude from his bones, although he took a moment to luxuriate in the feel of the sheets curling against his stomach.

“We haven’t the time for your idle indulgences,” Envy hissed, throwing open the wardrobe and tossing garments onto the bed. “Up, up, there are appointments to keep! I won’t have them nattering behind my back because you could not be bothered to put on your pants before the clock struck after-noon.”

With only a put-upon sigh as complaint, Greed pushed back the bedclothes and rolled to his feet, wandering with a yawn to the washbasin to splash his face. The curious sputter from the general vicinity of the wardrobe made him smile at his rippled reflection – it was an entirely ungentlemanly noise, more similar to a wagon wheel sucking through mud than a proper young man’s indignation.

“What barbaric practices you keep,” Envy finally snarled, and Greed turned to face him, laughing outright at the averted eyes.

“What careful sensibilities you keep, brother,” he taunted, leaning back in the way he knew would stretch obscenity into parody. “Is my form truly so distasteful? If so, I hardly deem it necessary to clothe myself for our appointment – rather, I should shut myself away from mortal eyes for a hundred years.”

“Just – put on your suit, child!” Envy cried, hurling the article in question at him. “Your form is a den of iniquity unto itself! Does that satisfy you, beast? Or must you prance unclothed yet further?”

“I find myself rather unsatisfied, to the great disappointment of my loins,” Greed sneered, catching the rumpled underclothes and unfurling them. Envy whirled to face the wardrobe once more, muttering under his breath in a constant stream of sullen distaste.

Studying himself as Greed became reasonably decent, he demanded, “What should I wear today? I want to make the proper impression, particularly next to your distasteful barbarism.”

“We are brothers, are we not?” Stepping up behind Envy, Greed wrapped a blond strand about his finger, bringing it to his lips with a smirk. “Change this. No one will believe our heads are related if you keep that color.”

“I suppose you’d have me change it to that brutish yarn sprouting from your skull,” Envy sneered. His eyes were narrowed and thoughtful in the mirror, and a moment later a rush of heat rippled over Greed’s knuckles. Light hair turned pitch and slithered for a breath as if alive – it settled quickly, thicker and straighter than before. Studying their reflections, Greed slowly nodded.

“Yes,” he murmured. “Just like that.”

Slamming the door shut on their eerily twin reflections, Envy spun to face him, grinning widely. “I just had the perfect thought,” he purred, reaching out to capture Greed’s amused smile between his hands. “Such a thought, that I should never think again.”

“Oh? And what would this glorious imagining be, my darling broth…” Greed cut himself off, entranced by the slow shift of his brother’s eyes from rich gold to slit violet.

“We’ll be monsters for the day, my sweet sibling,” Envy hissed, sliding his hands back through Greed’s tousled hair. “I’ll want to see your claws when we get the silver-picture framed.”

“It’s a daguerreotype,” Greed corrected distractedly, leaning like a pup into the caress. “Am I intended to wear clothing for this event, or am I to proceed in a state of undress?”

“Oh, for heaven’s…” Envy pushed him back and stalked about the edges of the room, gathering clothes and tossing them haphazardly at the mostly-unclothed man. Greed pulled them on with greater care, smoothing out the few wrinkles from his frock coat before holding up the stock with an arched eyebrow.

“Your age is showing, my most revered relative,” he laughed. “You want that I should wear this ratted old thing?”

“Clothes-horse,” Envy returned, stung. “Cast it aside if you like. Perhaps you should wear a whore on your arm instead – it would fit you better.”

Rolling his eyes, Greed folded it carefully around his neck. With an exasperated sigh Envy darted over to tighten with practiced fingers. Muttering about timeliness, he ran a hand through his hair and glanced out the window for the carriage.

“Now we depart,” he said sharply with a glare, daring his brother to speak against him. Wordlessly, Greed pushed the door open, holding it for Envy with a small smile which only grew wider as the darkened hair flounced past him.

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Date: 2005-11-02 12:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] miss-arel.livejournal.com
Very nice! I really like the archaic speech patterns they use, it's very fitting. And wow, they totally sound like an old married couple. Awesome. :D

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Date: 2005-11-04 09:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] forgottenlover.livejournal.com
::wicked grin:: that was positively adorable! You make odd things like this work

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Date: 2005-11-04 07:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] forgottenlover.livejournal.com
You're welcome!!! (which one did I give you?? ::tries desperately to remember:: I had so many stickers... ::flail:: ) Yes! But odd is good!!! Yes, yes it is the very yummy goods!

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Date: 2005-11-04 03:33 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pinstripesuit.livejournal.com
Whee! I love this! It was definitely worth that wait. They are too cute together, even though they should not be.

And the image of Greed walking around naked will keep me happy all day.

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Date: 2005-11-13 07:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flame-of-chaos.livejournal.com
*is saddened and gleeful simultaneously* Can't believe I missed this..X_x I was looking at the first post and I keep thinkin' 'Now, wait a minute...' and I finally looked below the first post..*facepalm* /)_< Mmm...Yup. Glad I did though. >w< I generally don't enjoy Greed and Envy together but you make it tasty..>D Props for the archaic sentence structure and vocabulary! Made this English major's day/night/whatever..<333

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Date: 2005-11-14 05:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flame-of-chaos.livejournal.com
Yeah..I finally noticed that when I looked below it..I mean, I checked almost everyday..Y_Y How could I miss these? January 31st, 2012, that's how..>_@; Is okay. I forgive yous.

Yay! Sibling rivalry! *dances* They were to me..Of course, I like to read old-ish books every once in a blue moon *shrugs*...They makes mah brain all tingly~ *happy kitty grin*

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Date: 2005-11-13 10:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] allegratheneko.livejournal.com
Scaaaaaaary couple, but awsome job with it!! God I love your writing style.


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