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.]

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[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. :|]

[goldenglasses]

[Huh, Vash had first thought she was a kidnapped victim recently returned, but confused may mean a new feather. Still, she looked so familiar. Vash feels like he must have seen her around the village before or somewhere. He just can't put his finger on it.]

Did you just wake up here? This is Luceti. [He goes slow with his questions. Trying to figure out if she's new or just stunned to be free again.]

And do you have a prosthetic? I know someone that can help you. It doesn't sound like it's working just right.

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

Ah, yeah... I guess I'm new, to wherever this is. [Still the spiky hair, still the red coat. You're really not one for changing. She looks him up and down quickly because perking up.]

Then there's a smi—[oh wait, shit] There's a village around here?

[goldenglasses]

[Vash doesn't answer right away. Was she going to say smithy? Has she been here before? She looked awfully familiar, but why would she want to lie about being here before?

Could she have enemies here like he has?

Or he could be reading way too much into this. Speak before you creep the poor girl out you idiot.]

Ah, yeah. It's just this way. I can walk with you to the shops where you can get your leg looked at and maybe find your clothes. They tend to show up at the clothing stores.

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

I'd like to find my clothes, definitely! As much as the dress is nice for the weather, it's not really my style. [:|a Even if I was flippin' cute in it as a babby.]

...

[She wonders...]

What's your name?

[goldenglasses]

My name's [Mr. Bob] Jerry. [Now why did he want to say that?]

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

Right. Jerry.

[:|]

Uhhhh, well, Jerry; where should I be limping to, anyway? Lead the way.

[Even if I know exactly which way to go.]

[goldenglasses]

[What's with that face?] Oh, it's this way... Miss? [BECAUSE I SHOULD GET A NAME TOO!]

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

Miss Eli.

[See, two can play at faking names.]

You live in this place, Jerry? ... A native?

[goldenglasses]

[Don't mind Vash as he keeps giving you sidelong glances as they walk. Eli... Eli... he knows he's seen you before.]

Not quiet. You see, everyone in Luceti was brought here from their own different worlds and universes.


[Eli... Eli... hm... that didn't seem quiet right.]

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

Brought here... and made prisoner by the land?

[She can so vaguely remember her own arrival, that it almost felt as though she never had one to begin with; most of you guys had to deal with this, huh...?]

[goldenglasses]

Well, I don't know if you can really blame the land so much. There's a barrier around the town the keeps people from being able to leave.

[Those wings. Such a pretty color. He knows a few people that kinda have wings like that.

Hm, but these look mostly like...

Vash's walking slows a little as he thinks about all of this. Eli... no, it doesn't seem right, but why would someone give him a fake name like that?]

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

[She slows as well, side-eying him.]

Uuh... What's up, Jerry? Something wrong?

[goldenglasses]

No, nothing wrong. It's just... I swear I've met you before. [Those eyes...]

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

Met me before? [...] What makes you think that?

[goldenglasses]

Well, I guess you kinda remind me a little of-

[ELI!]

...Elicia?! Is that you?

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

[3_3 slooowly... looks to the left...

/chin scratch]

I have no idea what you're talking about....

[E-eheheheh]

[goldenglasses]

[Too bad, Vash has it now. He's not letting go so easily.]

You're so... big! I didn't even know you were ki- [Oh wait. Maybe that's what she means by not knowing what he's talking about.]

Do you not remember Luceti?

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

[... sigh.]

Of course I remember it. I've lived here for the last 15 years of my life.

[goldenglasses]

FIFTEEN YEARS?!

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

Yeah, fifteen years. Jerry.

[goldenglasses]

OH! Well, um... about that you see... sometimes in uh... the afternoon.... I'm called... Jerry?

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

[goldenglasses]

Ahhhh..... hahaha..... ha. Ha?