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

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

So you say. How about I just crash all of time and space for you.

[markofthewise]

By all means! That would solve pretty much everything.

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

Oh, well in that case, it'd be my pleasure.

[markofthewise]

[He does feel bad for calling out her existence, though. He's just not good at the whole not being blunt thing.]

Well... either way, it looks like you turned out alright. So it can't all be bad.

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

[... a little smile]

It's not. Not at all.

A few problems here or there... but hey, isn't that the usual Luceti life?

[markofthewise]

Well I'm only two years in, but... that does seem to basically sum it up.

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

Aaaah, right, just two years... So, did it feel like an eternity, or did it happen pretty fast for ya'?

[markofthewise]

This last year went faster than the first one. I guess I'm just used to it here now. I'd ask you the same but... do you even remember your own world?

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

Mmm... Not really, no. I was five when I came here, so... I didn't really have much exposure to my own world.

[markofthewise]

[A small nod. That sounds, well...] That sounds rough. Do you ever wonder what it would've been like? I mean... growing up there instead.

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

Rough? [a soft, low laugh] It's not rough, really. When you don't remember your home, you have nothing to miss about it, right? I've lived really happily here... There are bumps in the road, and we've had close calls, but...

This is my home.

[markofthewise]

[Home. It really is weird to hear it put like that. And it makes him wonder. Fenimore had asked him whether he thought Xion's future was real. He hadn't wanted it to be true at the time, but...]

Can I ask you something? I know you probably don't want to go telling everyone their futures and stuff. But is Fenimore still around? I don't know if you met her or not, but...

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

Fenimore... she's a blonde, right? I've seen here around here and there...

[markofthewise]

[So... fourteen years later, Fenimore could still be around, then. Despite himself, he smiles anyway.]

Is she happy?

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

Hmm....


I think so.

[markofthewise]

... right, well, thanks.

[Just knowing that is nice. Even if maybe it isn't real, she deserves that chance.]