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]

[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?

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

..........


Ooooh! That ball! I remember, I totally popped it when I tried to get it out of a tree; I was upset for the whole day, after that...!

It had a good run, at least.

[goldenglasses]

Ha! When do you do that? Maybe I can stop that.

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

Hmmm... I think I was...

I think I was seven or eight. I can't remember it very clearly.

[goldenglasses]

So I guess I'll have to follow you around everywhere you go for a year then.

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

[a laugh] Guess so.

[...]

It's good to see you. Though, you don't look much different.

[goldenglasses]

AHAHAHAHAHAHA! So I'm still this handsome? GOOD TO HEAR! AHAHAHAH! It's a lot of work to stay this good looking!

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

....

Yeaaah. [See this suspicious look?]

[goldenglasses]

Good to know I haven't let myself fall slack on that count! It's important to keep up with one's looks.

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

[yeahno, still staring with this face]

[goldenglasses]

[Sorry, are you looking at me funny? Because that's how people look at me all the time. TOTALLY PRETENDING NOT TO NOTICE!]

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

... Vash.

Are you hiding something?

[goldenglasses]

Who me?

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

Yeah, you're ignoring something by smiling to make everyone else give up on their suspicions. It's typical. What're you hiding behind that never-changing baby-face, huh?

[goldenglasses]

My secret beauty regiment of course!

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

Of not aging in 15 years? How old are you, anyway? [Because he looks like he's in his twenties, and if that's the case he should be looking 40. Should be.]

[goldenglasses]

Twenty four.

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

So if I ask any of the others in your house, they'd tell me that too, right?

[goldenglasses]

I don't know! They've never asked me about my age before! Don't you know that's a sensitive issue for grown ups!

[yaburuyo.livejournal.com]

Hnn. Sure it is.

[She waves it off.] I get it, I get it. I won't question why; geez, all this time here and you're still anxious about that kind of stuff? You really should get used to Luceti, if you're gonna be that way.