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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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Yeah...
You... haven't even aged a day, it looks like.
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... Well no wonder.]
Ah... I see. No wonder this is so strange for you. There's twenty years separating us normally, and in a few more years in your timeline, you'll... pass me by.
[It's strange for her to hear the words from her lips. A truth she had always known, and yet the idea of being here long enough... even to see Elicia grow like that.]
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Pass you by...?
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I would have been forty, in your time... as you can tell, physically, I age very slowly.
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Is it—was it a natural-born trait?
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Yes... it's a natural-born trait of those with elven heritage.
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[She laughs.]
You should've told me! There are so many people who look the same around here since I last saw them; it's really something.
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... it is strange, though. I would have thought after all that time, I would have let more people be aware of it... not that I would have expected to still be around for that long.
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But I've always liked it this way. I think I'd be bored, living in a place where everyone's the same, after all the time I've spent here.
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You've been through quite a lot, haven't you?
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Definitely a compliment.
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Has there been anything else bothering you?
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[The image of Albert comes to mind, but she quickly disperses the idea. No, Raine shouldn't have to know something like that. Elicia still couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt, herself, at that event long passed, and yet hasn't passed at all.]
I mean, I'm pretty confused, but I'm not freaking out... I'll just ride out this weird experiment and see what happens...
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[A pause, as she thinks of this. If she came from a world where not many had gone home...] ... Are the experiments still going on, in your time?
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[It reminds her of her initial thought: given up. It's like a thorn caught in the foot.]
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