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Al is back.

He just can't resist those milkshakes.

"No, it's machinery. Replacement limbs. Granny Pinako makes them - she takes care of Ed and me."

Machinery...Something he hadn't heard of, but in legends. He nods to the small boy, but thinks on the subject.

"It's very difficult," says Al. "It's much more complex than regular machinery, because it has to function like a real person's limbs. A lot of people don't think it's worth the trouble."

"But how are people losing limbs? If alchemy truly exists in your realm, why not just use it to regenerate what was lost?"

"Equal exchange," Al recites. "In order to gain one thing, something of equal value must be lost. Other people would lose their limbs."

But he will find a way around that. He will!

Isaac leans his elbows on the table, resting his chin on his hands. "Even humans are made of the four basic elements. Everything in the universe is, so if there needs to be an exchange, why not offer an amount of the elements used to form the limb lost?"

Al wishes it were that simple.

"Normal transmutation works that way, but human transmutation is different. Harder to figure out. Something is missing."

Isaac leans back in his seat and folds his arms behind his head. "Your alchemy seems to be very different from what Kraden taught me when we were in Vale. I wonder if there are any connections we can find that can help find a way to combine what we know, then perhaps we can find answers..."

"That's a good idea," says Al. "I can bring you some of my books, if you would like to see them."

Isaac nods. "That is a good idea. Maybe...just maybe...we'll be able to work our on wonders, even without the Stone of Sages..."

"You mean the Philosopher's Stone?"

Isaac has Al's interest now.

{ooc: SOrry, but I have a busy day tomorrow and need to sleep - slowtime okay?}

Isaac nods. "It seems we're speaking on the same object, but using different names. Yes, perhaps it is...but, for now, I must be off." He stands up and nods with a smile to Al. "Until another time, my young friend..." With that, he turns and runs off.

(OOC: Was looking for a reason to run off, really...good luck tomorrow, and good night. ^_^)

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