30th Teddy Bear [Action/Written]

[asobouyo]

[Action // Thursday, September 22nd]

[It's been eight days since her father left, and despite her searching, she hasn't found him. But this was Luceti. He was here even though he couldn't be back home, so obviously he'd just reappear here again, like mama did! With this knowledge firmly in place, and when school would begin--after a few days of staying home, courtesy of a worried mother--she would carefully sneak around after class was over to survey the forest nearby the building. Not enter it. But listen and squint into the dimness of it.

He might be there. They don't know. Just because all of his stuff went away... maybe the robots took it all, too!

Sleeping in mother's room is a must, for now. For both of them. It makes it a little easier, having someone to hug in the mornings or bitter earlier hours.

She answers the door with a determined sort of look on her face, but it falls instantly when she sees who it is. It's not your faults, really. She's still happy to see you, and the small, shy smile a few moments later says as much. It's just... not what she was hoping for. And then, sitting outside became a habit. Well, it was always important on her list of things to do—to sit on the porch and draw or play. Playing can wait. Just for a few more days. Papa might show up. Gotta stay vigilant. No time for journals, or anything like that, right?

... M-maybe just a little journaling. But nothing new. No... she can go back to old entries and look at them again. Any tears? Well... She cried a little, when it first happened. But crying now would be bad. Shikamaru said it, he told her before when she ripped her doll:

Crying didn't fix anything.

So. She would try not to cry. Even if it was... growing harder not to.]

[Written]

papa

wen you com back

plees com home.

Comments

[mikangirl.livejournal.com]

[...oh, god. This is a terrible message. And Nami can't find it in her heart to be callous and say it's better that he went home. ...which is just as well, really. She doesn't know Hughes is a dead man.]

Elicia?

[asobouyo]

... M-mhm.

[Hey, big sis.]

[mistlegacy]

[That message....

Well. Rydia can't ignore that, though she doesn't respond over the journals. Instead, she heads on over to Elicia's home a little while later. There might be a box of her favorite cookies to share, too.]

[asobouyo]

[Elicia'll be out there. And she'll be drawing up some things—[pieces of her strange dream from before. It's better than she was doing on the 14th, at least. She's currently scribbling up a beach, with some trees and a big ship on the harbor.

... But she looks like she's not downtrodden. It's a step.]

[avaricious]

[His usual stalking around the Amestris home is a little more depressing than usual, given how the tone has been since Maes vanished. On this particular evening, when Elicia is sitting on the porch, Ling will end up sitting beside her out of nowhere.]

It's quite a sunset, isn't it?

1/2

[asobouyo]

........

[Oh.]

[asobouyo]

M-mister Ling! You're back!

[sdkjdslfk how did you even get here :o

Such a ninja.]

[voice]

[all7seas]

[This is very, very troubling. On the heels of Derek's disappearance...and now Elicia?]

Elicia....you're....bugger. Elicia?

Re: [voice]

[asobouyo]

[Oh, it's the captain. She straighten up at that.]

Um—Hello, Uncle Captain Jack!

[She didn't do anything wrong, did she?]

action;

[ironizing.livejournal.com]

[Well...that's just heartbreaking as hell, isn't it. He sees two obvious responses: the first is the one he's more accustomed to. Ignore it. It wasn't his business or his problem, and he had enough on his mind as it was. But there was this very obnoxious part of him that made the second response very present in his mind.

Guess which option wins out?

He makes his way towards her house, hoping to find the kiddo there. And do what, exactly? Well, that's a good question.]

Re: action;

[asobouyo]

[She's kept her attention on watching everyone else moving around, walking here and there, with her sketchbook sitting on her lap. She'd had this very quiet routine of working on something in it, pausing to watch, and then going back to working on it.

After a beat, she opens her sketchbook back up and starts in on whatever little project she's on again.]

[filtered]

[yourhatred.livejournal.com]

You have friends to keep close to, I hope?

Re: [filtered]

[asobouyo]

... [A quiet nod.]

Mhmm... I have mama... and Winry and Ed, and lots of friends...

DAMN YOU HTML! ...AGAIN!

[goldenglasses]

[Vash had been worried about his tiny friend since he heard the announcement. His worry isn't set aside at all as he walks by her house and sees her sitting so still. A kid like that should be playing or drawing, but he raises his hand with a smile.] Hey there, Elicia.

YOUR GREATEST FOE!!

[asobouyo]

[She's watching, Vash. Watching is much more handy.]

Oh! Hi, Mr. Vash!

... Whatcha' doing out? Were you going to the store?

[Voice]

[not-klonoa.livejournal.com]

...Elicia... [That message is terrible. It's a horrible thing to come home to after school, and work right after that. Presea had noticed, somewhat, that the girl seemed withdrawn, but she didn't understand it. Such whispers of the heart were foreign territory for a person like Presea, but even she can't ignore this.

Even if...even if she has no idea what to do or say, she can't ignore it. Something painful and tight in her chest tells her that.]

I--...may I come to see you?

Re: [Voice]

[asobouyo]

Miss Presea...?

[She hugs her sketchpad, at that.]

You can come over...! You're one of my friends, so you're always allowed.

[voice]

[ever-deceptive.livejournal.com]

_{[Oh god. That written message absolutely yanks at his heartstrings--especially because he has two daughters of his own that aren't with him in Luceti. He doesn't know for sure but he figures that her dad was probably taken back to his own time--and how awful, for a child to have to deal with such an impassible separation. He kind of wants to say something, but he doesn't even know her...well, there is something he feels obligated to ask...]}

...Is someone taking care of you, dear?

Re: [voice]

[asobouyo]

Mhmm... My mama and big sis are here. And my big bros, too...

Video

[pugilistinpink.livejournal.com]

Aw man... [Mac muses under his breath as he reads what this child has written. He doesn't know her, but it's viciously heartwrenching all the same, that much more because- - the thought is shaken off, after a moment.

Hey... you ain't alone, are ya? [Gee, that's not a very non-threatening way to initiate a conversation. But this oaf fellow means well.]

Re: Video

[asobouyo]

No, I have my mama and big sis...

I'm not alone.

[But still, there's something horribly missing.]

[written]

[toujoursfluer.livejournal.com]

Don't lose hope.

[Her father will return or the young girl will go home. Luceti is a temporary state, it seems. Either way, that is the best for a child-- To keep looking toward tomorrow...]

[Voice]

[asobouyo]

[It takes her a minute to quietly read that message, but it means a lot to hear, even to a child her age. Her shoulders squared, she manages a low, hurt, hoping reply.]

... I-I'll do my bestest!

voice

[stilldontgotit.livejournal.com]

[Oh, Elicia. Poor, poor Elicia.

It's times like these that really remind Riku just how young she is, and how hard it must be to deal with a place like Luceti.]

Hang in there, Elicia. It'll be okay.

Re: voice

[asobouyo]

[A pause while she drags her doll into her arms.]

M-mhm.

[It'll... be okay? Well, it has to be okay. People are telling her that in a lot of places, but... Why doesn't she feel any better?]