27th Teddy Bear [Action Anytime]

[asobouyo]

[Elicia was expecting to be in the middle of a scuffle between enemy winged soldiers. Not to be waking up half-drugged and in an old-fashion malnosso dress. She hadn't done this little dance in a few years now... What did that mean? Did they come back? Impossible, they were... Well, we'll figure this out as we go, Elicia. When she gets up, she nearly falls over, and finds with frustration that her automail leg wasn't working properly. Something was wrong with the knee—aaah, Winry would be pretty grumpy about that.

'This would be the second time this week.'

But it's around the time she cracks open her journal that she realizes something's not right. These entries, they're only up to her sixth birthday? No, that can't be right. Where did all her other.... Oh. Oh wow.

She was fourteen years in the past.

She limps out of the forest, dazed but not confused enough to ruin her train of thought: go to the item shop, find her clothes. The Malnosso always left clothes. And then she'll head to the smithy, to find her sword and... and then she'll need to find Winry in the smithy. Now dressed up, she's found herself a good pair of glasses; if she can... if she can, she'd rather not tell them who she is. Would that change things?

Would that be so bad, though? She's not entirely sure. She's nervous and worried and—and—

... nostalgic. Much much later, after everything, she'll head to the houses of people she's most familiar with. A lot of people aren't where she remembers, but she'll try to find them none-the-less. Probably after heading to where her mom and dad are. She'll also be wondering around in awe at the place. So much different and yet so much changed.... Don't mind her if she looks dumbfounded at something, or surprised at another. If you're expecting a shorty, you'll be surprised—she's 5'9". Her father has great genes, like that.]


[ooc: EDIT: sorry, but it turns out a second post isn't gonna happen; this post exploded! XD You can catch her on the draft, pre-draft log or malnosso journal draft post though!
Go here to see extra information about her future relationships and her. Go here to fill out the relationship post if you haven't yet!

And lastly, I'll reply to this in a few hours! Got something to do real quick.]

Comments

[markofthewise]

[At the smithy, Sokka is busy inspecting a new weapon to see if it's ready for Leon to add some runes to it. When he hears someone enter, he doesn't turn to see who it is, but just speaks up to acknowledge their presence.]

Just a minute.

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

Yeah, sure.

[... What are you doing over there. She limps a little closer, and does the ol' bird-poking-its-head-around maneuver. By the way, she's pretty tall. She aaaalmost made it to 6'0, fancy that. It's a father gene.]

...

[Actually, if she's in the Smithy and this guy is familiar... Could he be...?]

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

[Winry's in the smithy drawing up sketches for her ideas on Ed's proposed 'lock bar' for the war. Feel free to interrupt her, 'little sis.']

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

[Boy, this is a toughie. She's practically a stiff board when she comes waddling in on her poor leg. At least she has her normal clothes back. Waddling in a white bland dress just felt like she was a hospital patient.]

U-uh... Are you—You're Winry, right...?

[She adjusts her sunglasses. Because she is the master at stealth.]

I heard you're good with prosthetic limbs...

[consultmybooks]

[Giles is sifting through the Item Shop, looking for anything that might pass for decent work gloves, when the dress catches his eye. It's normally the dress, it's the best dead give away of a New Feather that there is. He looks up, rubs at his eyes a second just to make sure that he's really seeing what he thinks he's seeing.

...yep. That's a New Feather dress. All right, then.

He waits until Elicia has passed within easy speaking distance on her way to the Item Shop before he speaks.]

...just got in, then?

1/2

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

[Don't mind her, she's just picking up her clothes and—

drops them to stare.

It'd been four years since the revivals worked. It felt so much longer, though. And for a moment, she's reminded of the old days, where people came back within a week. As if it were some morbid vacation.]

hooray for placeholders!

[queenly-valiant.livejournal.com]

[Lucy's out getting extra groceries when she spots the (strangely familiar) woman walking about in a New Feather dress. So she just assumes it's close to the start of a new cycle and goes over to say hi.]

\o/

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

[Ah—she smiles fondly. Even if she's unsure about telling anyone anything, it's... sort of hard not to be happy. You haven't changed as much as some people, Lucy. And as one of the people who are around her age? She valued your time. A lot.]

Hello! I guess I'm a pretty obvious eyesore, right?

[5'9", wobbly leg, silly new blinding white gown... yeah. It's old times.]

[derek-bliss.livejournal.com]

[Derek is on the porch of house 45, carefully carving a wooden stake. He's already gotten the shape and the point, and now he's very carefully putting designs in the side of the wood. He will glance up and nod at the new person passing by, although there is a slight frown; it wasn't time for the new feathers yet, was it?]

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

[She's pauses, almost flashing that look of 'deer in the headlights'. You didn't change as much as she thought, Derek. But she keeps herself in check and offers a sheepish look.]

Ah. Hey. Would you mind... filling me in on things?

[Might as well do the new person dance. She hasn't seen it for a long while.]

[deathsdoctor]

[Good ol' House 22. Right next to House 23. It's a nice stroll down memory land, huh?

It's lacking its garden... but look over there. Practicing sword katas.

He looks so young... doesn't he?]

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

... [Memory lane, indeed.

Wow. It's funny how you don't notice such a huge change over the years, because you're trapped in changing yourself. But now she just feels so out of place and unsure about even saying hi.

Instead, she watches from behind a tree. Aaaah, sword katas. |D]

[goldenglasses]

[Well there is one face that hasn't changed much wandering the forest. His face and hands are covered with dirt as he heads back to town. Just because Rem was here didn't mean he could be lax with taking care of the flowers she left behind on her first visit.

Although that white dress tends to stand out in the forest.] Hey! Are you alright?

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

[Hope you enjoy an Elicia who's almost as tall as you, Vash. :|a

She gives him a surprised look—he really didn't age one bit, just like she knew. After a moment she blinks away her confusion and tries to keep upright with that damned metal leg of hers. CREAK.]

I'm alright... Just, uh, confused...

[It's true, anyway. :|]

[contentedly]

[It's been a quiet day at the Hughes house. Gracia had heard about this. Had heard that they'd taken Elicia once before. But that... didn't make the reality of it any easier to bare. For a long time, there had been no comforting her. She'd actually raged before shutting herself in her room for a long time to weep.

Today was... today was something like That Day. Not the day when they'd told her. But the day after. The day she had to get up and face the world bereft.

Except there were no arrangements to be made. There was nothing to be done. And it pressed around her like a heavy blanket, muffling everything, making each movement twice the effort.

But she makes the movement anyway - specifically, she creates the movement. She's in the process of giving the house a thorough cleaning, and has a bandanna wrapped around her hair, an old dress and apron, gloves... and is on her hands and knees, scrubbing at the front porch.]

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

[She spent a good 20 minutes standing in front of the door, unsure if she should do this. No. She can do this. The future... she could fix hers. Her mama and papa were in there... One child, though. What if she ruined that?

Everett and Lillie—they mean the world to her. To Gracia and Hughes, not yet, not yet. But then, her mother could die. Would die? She's not even entirely sure how to approach this anymore.

But one thing was for sure. She wanted nothing more right now than to hug her mother.



knock knock]

[wise_maiden]

[Once Elicia has gotten more of her bearings of the village...

It's Not A Rainy day, so Raine is -- well, going through the motions with her lighter summer schedule. Mostly concentrated outside her house, taking a break while painting in the shade of a tree. Might be a familiar sight; might not be. Her hair's a little longer in Elicia's world, but aside from that...]

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

[Teaaaaacher...! ;u;

You—

... look exactly the same. B|

HOW MANY OF YOU HAVE THESE GENES?!

Excuse her while she pauses at Raine's left and holds a sword. With her wardrobe back, at least she wasn't a big sore thumb, but then, maybe it would have made this easier. |D;;]

Um... Miss Raine?

[Action]

[chiisaichou.livejournal.com]

[Elicia may have to ask a few people where Miyabi lives, but it's not hard, really. The cherry tree hill is where this little painter has and perhaps will live for her time in Luceti. Miyabi's sweeping out her house today, tiny little clouds of dust escaping the equally tiny house nestled amongst the weaving roots of the largest cherry blossom tree. She hums pleasantly to herself, unknowing of this new and unfamiliar girl's presence.]

Re: [Action]

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

[She makes her way over to that little place, because she knows it's a very special place for you, Miyabi. Home, and then some. So she'll crouch down and wait until Miyabi pops out of said house for more cleaning.

:D

D'awwww, little house. It never fails to make her happy.]

... Miyabi?

[eidolon-soul.livejournal.com]

[Rydia's sitting on the stoop outside House 9, after another moving another load from House 32. After moving all over Luceti, the summoner thinks -and hopes- that this one will stick. She's right, at least in Elicia's present.

At the moment, she's doing little but flipping through the journal and using wind magic to cool her off, sipping some lemonade to help with the process.]

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

[Elicia awkwardly shuffles over until Rydia's in few, and stares just to make sure. She's aged so well... but even if she didn't, as long as she had that nice green hair, it wouldn't be too hard.

She smiles a little, leaning her hand on her hilt casually. Notice the tall girl approaching?]

Rydia?

[the-mighty-foot.livejournal.com]

[And in a patch of grass by the fountain is Foot, sleeping peacefully with her litter of seven kittens sprawled around and on her. Her ears will twitch though as Elicia approaches, and eventually, she'll open her eyes sleepily to see who it is.]

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

... [Awww. She crouches down.] Hey, Foot.

[Nothing wrong with being straightforward with a cat. It's much easier than with normal people, right?]

[fabrecation]

[The house where Elicia might remember Luke and his family living is not there. The land isn't even cleared away to make way for it. But nearby is Community Housing Building 2, where Luke walks out of with a list of groceries in hand. He might not see her at first, as he's busy looking over the list and frowning over some of the things Asch is asking for. Milk, gross...]

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

[Ah—] Luke??

[She's not even sure it's him. She just saw that flash of red hair as she walked by... She faintly faintly remembers him as a youngin'. But it was so long ago, it hardly resonates the way tall, grown-up Luke does.]

[fourteen]

[ Xion, too, is missing from the house that she and Luke built. In fact, the house is not there at all. In fact, the girl is heading home from the library, a few books in her arms, when she spots the seeming-New Feather. Oh dear. It isn't New Feather season anymore, is it?

So she'll call out to her, all concern. ]

Hey, are you okay? Do you need help?

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

[Funny, she hardly remembers a young Xion. She has the pictures from the orchard on her shelf, her few possessions she cares for in her time, but to see her in person. It's jarring.

She hobbles a bit toward the figure, unsure.]

I guess... I guess I do. You live around here?

[imatreenow.livejournal.com]

[Here's one Elicia won't be looking for. Nor is it likely that she will recognize him right away. But as she explores the village, she may run into Mithos. Nefarious plotting? Crazed rampaging? Nothing of the sort: just going about the most mundane of errands. Loathing the idea of being forced back into captivity, he's still wary of leaving the house...but he also loathes the idea of his sister going out on her own too often, so here he is. Plus a few bags of groceries.]

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

[Ooohohoho, she doesn't recognize him right away, no. But even with that baby face not-so-baby in her time, she notices the sword hanging on him. The hair. His eyes.]

... Mithos.

[She says it as he passes, just a few steps, as she clutches the hilt of her sword. Her dislike of him practically rolled off her shoulders in waves.]

Of anyone in the village, I'm sure you've changed the least.

[automailed]

[A while after Elicia gets home to meet the folks, she can find Edward in the backyard, getting some practice in the shade. Because of the fabulous heat wave he's hung his coat out on a nearby tree branch, showing off that pointedly not-red automail arm of his.

...He's also very short again. WEIRD EH.]

1/2

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

[I IMAGINE IT'S A HORRID REUNION WITH LOTS OF TEARS.

But more importantly, still a little stuffy from crying like a ninny, she's observing him practicing in the shade. Of anyone, she remembers this look most of all. Big bro Ed, oh-so-short.

Wahaha.]

[dragoon-pride.livejournal.com]

[Kain is around town, on his way to get some supplies for the new house. He only briefly glances at the person he doesn't recognize, figuring she must be a New Feather from the way she's looking so surprised at things. Maybe he should send her to see Rydia and get explanations...]

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

[She turns aaaand—]

Oh!

Hey, Kain!

[WAVE 8D

Yeah she's getting over her initial horror and nerves.]

[thestormishere]

[ Lightning isn't really doing anything special here- it's too hot to be wandering too far from the house... but also too nice compared to all the rain lately to stay inside too! Therefore, she's in the yard and in the shade of house 41, sitting on a blanket as she works on cleaning her amassed collection of throwing knives and the like. Baldr is stretched out not too far from her as well, panting as he idly watches the occasional person wander by to or from the village plaza.

Both of them are... well, gone by the time Elicia currently remembers, though of course neither of them is going to know that. Lightning's too absorbed in what she's doing to even take notice of anyone unless they get too close or alert the dog first. ]

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

[Cue a girl staring from afar with this look on her face.

;U; UGUUU]

... Lightning?

[I GET TO SEE ALL MY MISSING LADY FRIENDS TODAY!!]

tl;drs at you. [action]

[tehoniongirl.livejournal.com]

[Jilly's routine had settled into something almost regular. Make coffee. Feed Cupcake and the kitten they'd talked Bones into keeping (if they hadn't already mewed Bones into feeding them earlier), grab her journal and - if the weather permitted- head outside.

With recent events, she doesn't feel like wandering far. Buffy had said that mallynapping seemed to happen when you were alone. And while she wasn't afraid for her own sake, they'd had too many people disappear in the last few days for her to take a careless risk.

So, for now, she's sitting on the edge of the fountain sketching people as they wander by, rather than heading into the forest or down to the ocean.

Later, she might go to her studio, but right now she likes the company even if it's just in the form of people watching]

:'D [action]

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

[Little does she know, Elicia's scooting herself over toward the figure, wondering if she's mistaking that hair for someone else's. No, that is unique hair. It has to be...

After getting over the initially heart pangs at seeing her—she'd went missing just recently, and their hopes tended to dip low at such news. She'll try not to look sad at the thought of being near someone who she'd marked as another person gone.]

Whatcha' drawing?

[godbent]

[Haruhi's actually... stopping by Elicia's house. She promised Winry she would do this more often, it's a slow day, and they have a date tonight so she wanted to check in on her. Thus, she'll be coming up on said house around the time Elicia is there... or leaving or whatever]

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

[WELL WELL Elicia will be sitting on the porch, drawing a nice drawing in a sketchbook. She hasn't quite left her silly drawings alone, of course. In fact, she's drawing up a cool dragon.

P: HMMM]

I gotta switch off the random icon thing.

[idkmybffroy.livejournal.com]

[ It'll be a good couple of hours after she gets to the house that Dad will be making his way home, journal at hand and open just in case- things have been strained, and painful, and wishes Gracia would never have to learn about this kind of ache that Luceti brings about. Elicia, too.

So he walks around, makes visiting rounds, accidentally falls asleep in the library... and then heads home. There's part of him that doesn't really want to go back to the house, but he's not that selfish today, no matter how upset everyone is. They'll be all right sooner or later, right?

Long story short, approaching from the porch-side, my lady. ]

LOL, good idea |D;;

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

[Well, she's sitting on the porch with her sketchpad next to her, drawing things in the dirt with a stick. She was drawing while waiting for you to get back, but her mind was rushing much after than her pencil was.

It was at least allowing for her anxiety to slowly go down. She had a feeling she'd be completely exhausted by the time it was bedtime. :|]

[formerhero.livejournal.com]

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

[... Right. You haven't changed much. Even with time, there are just certain mannerisms that never go out of style for some people. B| You don't mind if she stands right next to you to stare at whatever you're staring at, right?]

What's so interesting?

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[Sanji's not at the house, but in transit to the restaurant, head bowed in thought and a pad of notes held in a light grip. Elicia remembers the restaurant, right?]

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

[Of course she does. You haven't let it change much in these last 14 years, bro. It's really actually not surprising at all, knowing the knives and feet that protect this place. :|

That's why when it's not open, she waits quietly by the door, a thoughtful look on her face.]

action - only forever late *sobs* I so sorry!

[lunarianlegacy.livejournal.com]

[Ceodore's busy hauling painting supplies to the new apartment for Selphie. She wants to make the place their own and he's inclined to give her anything she wants, even if it involves him being her personal pack mule for the day. Unfortunately, he doesn't seem to notice that Elicia's around. He gets around the village, but hardly recognizes every face.]

no probs!

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

[Well, she can just notice you! :|]

Heeey!

Busy day today?

[Now that most people know. It's only fair she tell him, too.]