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27th Teddy Bear [Action Anytime]
[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.]
'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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But you have met me.
We even live in the same house.
[Well, past-tense for her, but still.]
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...Hold it. Hooooooold it. It's starting to click- though it probably wouldn't have come to mind if he hadn't already witnessed a change in age with Winry and Haruhi earlier. Still, the realization makes him stop short and gape at her.]
E... Elicia?
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Wahaha!]Bingo!!
It was too fun seeing you get all serious; I couldn't pass it up.
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But you were just kidnapped yesterday!
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...You've got automail!
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[She looks down at the silver calf, a thoughtful expression crossing her face.]
Things happen.
[She's gotten over it.]
A lot happened, actually; I'm pretty far back in my past.
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...have they been here? All that time, and they've... no. No way. He wouldn't have allowed that, would he?]
How far?
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... From now? Fourteen years.
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...Here?
[He's afraid to ask, but... he has to.]
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.........Messy. That's just... it's too cruel. That means she's grown up in Luceti, gotten into her own battles, lost a limb...
Little Elicia? Really? It's just wrong. Beyond wrong. It's...]
...I'm sorry...
[Sorry I never got you home.]
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Sorry for what, exactly?
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[And he really doesn't like the idea that he either continued to fail or just... gave up eventually. It's not right...]
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If that's a look of guilt or pity or hopelessness, I don't want it. I've dealt with enough people making those faces as it is.
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...What about the rest of us?
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Among other things.
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Al can get his body back here?
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[Forgive him, Elicia, his head is now spinning forever.]
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[Maybe Al has a chance here, too. He'll be so excited...!]
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You don't have to say that...