Transcending limitations

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Who: Doctor Whale and his victims test subjects or lab assistants
Where: Mainly his laboratory but probably other places too
When: During the science event
Rating: R more than likely
Summary: Doctor Whale doing science things and experimenting on people
The Story: He was always seeking answers, always wanting to push the limits. All this time in Wonderland and he never tried to really push those limits. But something about this particular weekend made him forego any restraint. He wasn't going to stop until he found answers.

If people got hurt in the process, he did happen to have Adam's healing blood. But before he got ahead of himself, he needed to find his subjects... Hopefully Luke wasn't too squemish, because Whale would need his assistant.

[Ed | Vincent | River | Helen and Luke | Fear Gas (OTA) ; If I forgot you or want to make your own section, feel free to tag in anyway]

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Edward Elric

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If Whale takes a break from torturing people in the name of science to go to the library to look up more ways to do so or something, he'll find Ed in there with a book fort.

So much research, and so little time. At some point, Ed's taken off his gloves so his automail hand is definitely showing and he's written down a lot of stuff.

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The library moved floors often but this time Whale managed to guess its location correctly. He was going to take back as many books as he could cary... Except there was someone who caught his interest. Someone he didn't get to really speak at length with just yet.

"Reading anything interesting?" he asked as he approached Edward.

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Ed drags his eyes from the books to look up at Whale. "Yeah. Besides pulling people from different worlds, Wonderland seems to pull books from our worlds. Hence me being surrounded by alchemy books from home."

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His eyes were more focused on the gleam of metal than on the alchemy books. Though they were going to come in handy for his next move. "I hope you don't mind if I borrow a few of these," Whale said. "Alchemy in my world doesn't work the same way, and I think it would prove educational."

He leaned forward, pretending to reach for the books. One hand was moving for the books while the other took out the taser he was carrying. Whale was going to press it to Edward's back, if he could, and drag the boy's body back to his laboratory.

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Whale better be prepared to be punched with a steel fist later. Possibly multiple times.

Ed looks down at his books. "Well, I think I'm done with--" What he was saying gets cut off by a pained yell when the taser hits and he slumps over because tasers? Not fun.

Have fun with the two hundred and forty pounds or so of dead weight. That automail is heavy and adds quite a bit to Ed's weight.

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For such a small boy, he was very heavy. Whale should have calculated the weight of the automail beforehand, but it couldn't be helped now. Thankfully he had some experience with dead weight-- literally, due to his graverobbing. He took Edward's arm, lifting the boy so he would be slumped over Whale's shoulders.

Carrying that weight was going to be difficult but his room was close by. And this would look better than his other idea of dragging the boy by his ankles. Fewer people would question an unconscious boy slung over the doctor's shoulders.

Hopefully he would be out cold, because as soon as Whale got him into the lab he was strapping Edward down to examine the automail at length.

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People might notice something wrong with his other idea, yes. Ed's out for at least a little longer since whatever amount of electricity Whale hit him with was probably meant for someone with more body mass than Ed has.

Assuming that Whale's been removing clothes so he could actually see things, he'll find that Ed's automail arm goes all the way up to his shoulder and the automail part of Ed's leg goes up to two or three inches above the knee.

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Well, Whale was a doctor, so such things like bare skin didn't particularly bother him. He was at least good enough to keep the boy decent, though. He ran his fingers over the skin that acted as the line between flesh and metal.

It was fascinating... So perfectly seamed together. Better than any prosthetic Whale knew. Then there were the parts themselves. The craftsmanship was unlike anything he saw before. Whoever built these was a master of the craft. Best of all, this was all accomplished by science.

Whale wouldn't remove the limbs; he could see that there was no hope of him doing so without damaging Edward's body. So for now he sat down and began to sketch the automail arm in detail. He needed to do this part now while Edward was unconscious.

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Whether he does damage depends on what he's removing. If it's just the limbs, no damage although putting them back on Ed will hurt like a bitch. The ports on the other hand, not going anywhere.

Ed stays out of it for awhile longer although Whale may not have time to draw the leg too before Ed wakes up.

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It was only after he finished the sketch of Edward's arm that Whale thinks to treat the burns left behind from his taser. The device held a lot more power than he intended. True he was a monster, but he was still a doctor. Even in his frenzy to experiment he managed to show some measure of care.

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Ed finally starts to stir, roused by both being cold and Whale touching him although he isn't properly waking up quite yet. Just aware that there was Something Wrong and he needed to wake up.

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He noticed that Edward was stirring and quietly moved away to prepare the sedative. He wasn't quite finished with his observations, but he doubted the boy would take well to being strapped to a slate. It was best to keep him calm. Whale would wait just long enough to be sure Edward was conscious before administering the sedative.

After all, he would need the boy awake to observe how the automail functioned.

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Ed's eyes flutter open with a groan. Last thing he remembered was talking to someone and checking what books he was done with and then pain.

The situation he's waking up into results in him becoming alert much faster and struggling to get loose. "Hey! What the hell's going on?!"

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"Now, Edward, try to stay calm," Whale soothed him. He grasped the boy's flesh arm tightly as he positioned the needle. "I'm going to give you this mild sedative so you won't try to break free. Your automail is a marvel of science and I haven't finished my observations of it just yet."

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Tell someone with a needle phobia that you plan to stick a needle in him. Bravo.

"No!" Ed starts struggling harder. He wants no part of either the needle or being studied like some sort of lab rat. Although the needle is a bigger 'do not want' right now, frankly.

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"Hold still." He had to get at the vein, and Edward struggling wasn't making it easy for him. But Whale had a practiced eye and could make a good guess when he pushed the needle into the boy's flesh. "This will go more quickly if you're calm."

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"How about you let me go so I can punch you a few times?" Ed snarls as he feels the needle go in.

He struggles a little longer, fighting the effects of the sedative before he finally stops, panting and eying Whale with subdued resentfulness.

He was really not a fan of the forced calmness although at least it wasn't enough to actually knock him out. Not being conscious and aware of what was happening would have been worse.

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People were always wanting to punch him... Honestly, was that how people solved their problems? Whale shook his head, satisfied that he at least got the sedative through Edward's system without much more hassle.

"How do you feel? Can you move the fingers on both hands?" It was a good way to see the automail in action.

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Well, if he's going to kidnap and experiment on people, they're going to want to hit him.

Ed frowns. "Not as pissed off as I want to be." He flexes his fingers to check them and make sure there weren't weird side-effects from the sedative.

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That would be the sedatives, of course, and Whale nodded in satisfaction. What he gave Edward was perfectly harmless. Certainly better than the electric shock from before. Whale moved to get a few tools. He returned, holding a sheet of regular aluminum foil.

"Could you crush this into a ball using your automail hand?" he asked politely.

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Ed eyed it, debating if he felt like cooperating. "Why should I?"

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"It's completely painless and requires very little effort," Whale replied smoothly. He picked up a second tool and made sure Edward saw it was the taser. "Or I could stick this into your automail leg and see what happens. What do you say? Do you want to find out if that metal is conductive to electricity?"

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Ed swallows hard and takes the foil, crumpling it into a tiny ball that is going to take quite a bit of work to undo and will probably result in lots of rips in the foil.

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It's not like he expected it to look like a perfect sphere. The actual shape wasn't what he was after but the movement of the hand, how the fingers flexed and how the wrist would function. He took the ball when Edward was done, a second sheet of foil at the ready.

"Now your real hand, for comparison." Whale kept the taser close just in case Edward wanted to be difficult again.