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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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Hey, bro. How're things going?
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Elicia-chwaaaaaaaan~! She makes such a pretty lady~!!
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[She reaches over to push dem bangs over the other eye. |D]
This side going for ya'.
[You were even manrier, too.]
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Tch, so I finally changed the shit up, did I? [He sounds more amused than embarrassed, probably due to the person he's speaking with. The look of excitement only ebbs slightly when logic - So you still know me - kicks in]
... We're all still sticking around this place, eh? [He pulls back enough that his hair falls back into its proper place, trying to ease the flow of every question he wants to ask]
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She blushes a bit, because... well. No one seems very happy about how long she and they stick around. It's kind of sad, because. Well. This is home to her. And to them, by that time...]
.... Just recently went on 15 years, for me.
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That sharp truth stopped hurting a while back.]
That makes you... 20? 21?
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Ha, some people still make it a pretty big deal. I guess some habits die hard for the family... but at least it's not too embarrassing. So, how are things for you? I don't really have a very good memory about the times back 14 years prior, so you'll have to refresh it.
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But Elicia-chan... what is a shitty Breaded Alicarple?
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Have a Hughes BEAAAAM]
I made it up just to poke fun at you, of course!
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Y-you got more than your dad's height, it looks like.
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[She makes an innocent face at him, because it's worked so well all this time.]
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I get to pick now, eh? [Once they're in the kitchen--] Why don't you tell me the last thing you had?
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[... Food shortages. They happen.]
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Tuna and a carrot... [He opens the door, a dish already in mind. Breezily:]
Why don't you tell me a little bit about that future of ours, Elicia-chan.
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Lots of things happen. Um... Anything in particular? Or are you wondering about our captors and all that?
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Well, everything kinda stayed the same 'til I was around... 12? 13? And then things started getting a little tough; the Third Party kind of got an upper hand on the malnosso... And a few years before than, they really nearly wiped out the malnosso.
Things kind of got a little more tough then. We had more fighting to do, and then we lost some of the usual things we get here.
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... In fact...]
That include that shitty revolving door that keeps us alive?
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... It's gone, too.
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[So the dead stay dead, at last. Something that maybe should be celebrated, but after nearly two years of living with the exact opposite...
His hand grips his knife a little too tightly, with the question of "who" - because he knows there is a who - going unspoken. No matter if this is the reality he'll end up with, handling the truth is more than he wants to accept]
Heh. If even some of us are still around, we must be doing something right. [He resumes cutting the veggies up] But it sounds like a tough environment to grow up in.
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Can't think about that now... Just not thinking about it helps.]
Sometimes. By the time the worst of it happened, I was already just about an adult.
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