asobouyo | 37th Teddy Bear [Action/Voice]

DAY 1 - 5

[There is a child in your house. She is stuffing something of yours into a bag. What is it? Something that was obviously worth taking. She's wearing a red cape, wearing a black cloth eyemask, and looking extremely brave and noble as she goes. In fact, she's practically sparkling - though she probably got that from her papa.]

I am Elicia Hood, the queen of thieves, giver to the super poorest! I'm here to take your riches!! Hohooo!

[... How was that for an entrance?

Anyway. If you don't catch her in the act but she takes something - don't worry. She'll give it all back. Eventually. Just don't be alarmed at her mad skillz if you are finding something of yours MIA. She's just such a cool Hood.]

DAY 6 - 10

[Elicia Hughes is all growed up again. 20 years old, straight outta' Luceti's future (or at least, the future she was in). She's pretty surprised that she's stopping by yet again - even more weirded out by the fact that she went back into the future and prompty forgot even being here until just now.

Aw well. Luceti's always been weird.

She'll go ahead and visit everyone, see who's where, who's affected by what. Y'know. To laugh at them. Well, maybe a little more than that. :| She may or may not come in through your window, if she knows you well enough, because surprises are fun.

Other than that, she's really interested in what the hell is going on around here.]

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Hey everyone, Elicia here. Y'know, the one that's typically short in your timeline. Howdy. It seems like I dropped in at a pretty crazy time—or, uh, dropped in because it's been a pretty crazy time. Let's do a rolecall, huh? Who here has a weird-ass affliction, and name it!

Mine is growing up. Or traveling from the future. Or being an alternate reality. Something like that. It's kinda hard to tell, y'know?

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[...Oh my god.

Just...oh my god. Elicia? The same Elicia? The one who made him a dream catcher and trashed his house and made him feel like the worst human being to ever exist for making her cry?

...That Elicia is now grown up?]

...This is probably a bad time to tell you I've got that hero paper you wanted, isn't it.

[A laugh.]

The same paper I still got on my wall in my future timeline? So I'm at the point where I trashed your house for the first time.

[Is she implying that she trashes it later, or is she just being a troll? IT'S HARD TO TELL.]

[...Sweet dancing jehovah it really is her.]

For the first time? Now, I can hardly imagine my, um, future self would have ever done anything again to incite the rage of Sailor Lion and--Sailor Cicada, was it?

[He's just going to roll with it. For now. Because part of his is sort of freaking out. Even if it is just a shift.]

Sailor Cicada, right. Tony, you can't do anything without inciting someone's wrath. You're just lucky I'm a fan and I go easy on you.

Do you have a lot of wrath? Last time I checked, the worst you could do was summon up some leaves. And a raccoon, apparently.

My sis is Winry and my bro is Edward. Of course I have a lot of wrath. I'm just a little better at keeping it at bay. I've never leveled your house, at least?

[Well, that's something.]

You'd better leave the building-levelling to me, Short Stack. [God. This is so weird.] So--tell me more about your...future Luceti self. Alternate Luceti self. Whatever the case may be.

Hey, hey, I'm not short anymore. I'm taller than a ton of people here.

[She's 5'9", bro. She's, like, the same height as you.]

... You'd probably be happier not knowing how things go in my timeline.

[...Even an inch taller. Good god.]

I'd like to act like I'm surprised to hear that, but--I won't waste my time. Did things get a little "Lord of the Flies"?

[He won't ask about himself. He doesn't want to know.]

... Lord of the Flies?

Tony, I'm not from Earth. I get some of 'em, not all of 'em. [A pause.] There was an incident. The malnosso aren't able to do much anymore—you'd think it'd be a good thing, but whatever they used to revive people stopped working... And the Third Party's headbutting their way into the enclosure.

It's been tough.

[Why bother sugar-coating anything for a superhero. She knows he'd get the same idea either way.]

[He appreciates her giving it to him straight. Even if the bit about the Malnosso being unable to revive anymore is a bit grim, it isn't too surprising. Something like that couldn't last forever.]

What sort of "incident"?

Honestly, I couldn't tell you exactly what happened. They malnosso really fucked up--underestimated the Third Party. Ever since the Third Party figured out how to get through the barrier we can't get through, it's been tough to keep 'em back like the drafts.

...

A lot of people've died, Tony. I'm just not sure what to tell you that'll help change this sorta' thing from happening.

[He almost laughs when she swears. It's just. Too surreal.]

Then I'm sure I'm not the first person to tell you--your future memories? Probably aren't real.

Nah, I know. I had a huge emotional roller-coaster ride wondering if everything I am is a lie and I'm just a sad projection of a shift--been there, done that. I'm over it.

[Ah. Well, at least she's over it.]

You're a bit sturdier than the last time I saw you, I've got to say.

Uh, growing up in Luceti, remember? Pirates? Slayers?

Overconfident superheroes?

[He smirks.] I'm absolutely sure you're not referring to me, but I can understand what you mean. Not exactly the most normal of growing environments.

Considering how things are going right now? Not normal at all. But I guess you could say there's never a dull moment.

Sounds like my type of place. [Half-sarcastic. He doesn't want to be in Luceti in ten years where things are going badly for them.]

It really is your type of place. Aren't you the one who fought aliens? I distinctly remember some gloating about aliens.

That I did. They were minor league compared with your leaf attack, though.

[Is he joking? It is a mystery.]

You like the leaf attack, you should see the my wind slashing. Your house wouldn't stand a chance.

Wind-slashing sounds vaguely terrifying. Details?

Easy peasy—you know how when you swing swords at things, they cut 'em? Well, my sword can cut things without touching them. A force strong enough to cause damage when it leaves the blade.

[Huh. Impressive.]

Sounds like you've been practicing, then.

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