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]

[... Heheheheheh.

The eyebrow switched up again on her. |D]

Actually, yeah. I was hoping for a bite to eat.

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

Then look no further~!! [In a flourish, as he opens the door for her:] Seventh Heaven houses the finest dining in Luceti, Miss~! Every type of food imaginable~!

1/2

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

[... :|a She worries about you, sometimes.

....



Hohoho.]

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

Every type of food imaginable? Even Breaded Alicarple?

[Yeah, I made that food up, what of it.]

1/2

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[Oh you little cretin B|

He stops short, that previous enthusiasm crushed by the weight of confusion and maybe some abashment in light of her expression.]

Breaded... Alicarple?

Ah... maybe not that one.

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

B-but I'm sure if you tell me the recipe, I'll make the best you've ever tasted~!

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

[Huehuehuehue

She rubs her chin, looking as though she were deciding AT THIS VERY MOMENT whether it'd be worth her time.]

Iiii don't know... If you don't have Breaded Alicarple, should I trust your food to be as good as you say it is?

[Pfftrm.]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[Oh you did not just go there.

The stare nearly turns reproachful (as it can get in the presence of a woman) like she's accosted him with some outrageous claim]

Miss, I guarantee the quality. I'd stake my profession as a chef on it!

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

[Just as planned.

Thoughtful... thoughtful...]

And you'll be able to meet my health code requirements, too?

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

But of course~! Whatever you need, I can provide.

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

All right! [/shoulder pat as she merrily strolls in~~] Then let's get you a hair net!

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

... Heeh? [wtf following you. Why does he feel like he's being trolled]

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

[idk man, that's a silly feeling to have.

It's too bad he can't see this expression while she's turned away]

Well, I wouldn't want any hair to get in my food, right?

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

Ah. That's... true... [B-but he really dislikes them ;;]

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

[She laughs.]

I'm kidding, Sanji-san~

[HOW DOES SHE KNOW YOUR NAME. It's a mystery. B)]

... I thought you knew me well enough to know that?

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

You mean... we know each other? [Now just a moment. Sanji does not forget a lady's face. And he certainly wouldn't forget the face of a lady who enjoys trolling him as if they're old friends.

He gives her a paused, scrutinizing look, very obviously trying to place her face somewhere. She certainly looks familiar... very much like Gracia, actually]

Are you related to Mrs. Hughes? [Sister?]

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

That was a pretty good guess.

... I'm related to both Hugheses, actually.

1/8|a

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[...]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[That can't be right. In order for her to be related to both she'd have to be their kid]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[. . .]

Done

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[Is this an "Holy shit I nearly flirted with my baby sister" moment or a "Holy shit you're looking me in the eye" moment?


... Holy shit]

Elicia?

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

[... s-smile?]

Hey, bro. How're things going?

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

...

Elicia-chwaaaaaaaan~! She makes such a pretty lady~!!

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

Still as bendy as ever. Last time I saw you, though, you had...

[She reaches over to push dem bangs over the other eye. |D]

This side going for ya'.

[You were even manrier, too.]