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

[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?

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

...

You haven't changed at all.

[goldenglasses]

That's a good thing... isn't it?

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

I wonder about that. [B|]





...Um... How's everyone doing?

[goldenglasses]

Well, normal, I guess. [Man, how do you talk to someone from the future?] Although I bet your parents are worried about you.

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

[She grows quiet at that.

...]

That's right. I should probably tell them where I am...

[goldenglasses]

Worried about seeing them?

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

[Is that a tear forming in her eye? NO, never! :'|]

Y-yeah, I just—it'll be so weird...

[goldenglasses]

Yeah, I can see how that would be, but I bet they miss you. This is Luceti after all, they've seen weirder things. I have a feeling they'd love to meet you.

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

Even if I'm... this much older...?

[goldenglasses]

Of course, they're your family aren't they? They'll be happy to see you no matter how old or what you look like.

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

I know that—it's just. [/all the insecurities ever. Instead, she tucks a strand of hair and smiles.] So fill me in! My memory's a little blurry at six, you know?

[goldenglasses]

[Vash can understand. It wasn't exactly ideal seeing Rem again after a hundred and thirty years after all. So he'll let the subject drop so you can make your own mind up about it.] Well, we just had your birthday the other day. I gave you a new ball, remember?