Edward Elric (
automailed) wrote2012-01-14 01:33 am
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Entry tags:
- !derek bliss,
- !elicia hughes,
- !haruhi,
- !hiccup,
- !hohenheim,
- !keimi,
- !lindsay d ballard,
- !link (windwaker),
- !mewtwo,
- !mommy,
- !nami,
- !rainbow dash,
- !raven,
- !robert hastings,
- !roxas,
- !seto,
- !sokka,
- !taokaka,
- !tyria,
- !winry,
- "that bastard" = "dad",
- [action],
- [voice],
- awkward home life is awkward,
- house intruder,
- ilu mommy,
- stupid hohenheim
[Voice / Action] backdated to JANUARY 13th
[...So it's been a week. A full week since his parents had shown up in Luceti. And as of today, with the last bit of furniture in place, he and Al are officially "moved in". At least, in the sense of physically living there. Edward still finds himself looking out the window an awful lot and double-taking at the house number across the street, and at least three times now he's turned to approach the door of the Hughes' household instead of his own. He hasn't barged in unintentionally yet, at least. That would have been awfully embarrassing.
He's still not sure how he feels about this... home life. Thing. Adjustment is one thing, but actually coming to expect his mother's smiling face when he walks through the front door? It's a little scary. Wonderful in a lot of ways, but...
And that's not even getting into the issue of living so close to Hohenheim for this long, something he hasn't done since early childhood. And despite promising to give the man a chance, their relationship is tenuous at best, violent at its worst. He's still not calling the man "father", either. And there's poor Al in the middle, still stuck in his wheelchair... dammit...
Well, let's just say he's in desperate need of some distraction. So after giving it some thought, he turns to the journal-]
Hey, got a question for anyone listening out there-
I was talking to this kid a while back - Aoba - and something came up. Do we have some kind of directory of all the worlds people are from? I don't mean that world sharing class, I mean actual maps of all the different worlds, or countries within those worlds, or whatever.
Because if there isn't, then I'd like to make one. So if you wanna get involved, talk about where you're from here- show a map, gimme an idea of what it's like. I'll take what I can get.
[A little while later, he'll be venturing to his usual hotspots- the library, for some books for poor Al to read, and the Battle Dome, to take out some of his pent-up frustrations (and to duke it out with a few of the homunculus for kicks), then to the shops for a bit of perusing. He can be pestered around down at any time, looking uncharacteristically unsure, though he's been looking that way all week, so at this point it may not be anything new.
Eventually he'll return home to his family some time before dinner, carrying with him (in addition to Al's books) a toolbox, a bag containing some clothes, and a collection of sticky buns for dessert/snacking-
...but not before barging into the Hughes house accidentally. Apparently there really is a first time for everything.]
He's still not sure how he feels about this... home life. Thing. Adjustment is one thing, but actually coming to expect his mother's smiling face when he walks through the front door? It's a little scary. Wonderful in a lot of ways, but...
And that's not even getting into the issue of living so close to Hohenheim for this long, something he hasn't done since early childhood. And despite promising to give the man a chance, their relationship is tenuous at best, violent at its worst. He's still not calling the man "father", either. And there's poor Al in the middle, still stuck in his wheelchair... dammit...
Well, let's just say he's in desperate need of some distraction. So after giving it some thought, he turns to the journal-]
Hey, got a question for anyone listening out there-
I was talking to this kid a while back - Aoba - and something came up. Do we have some kind of directory of all the worlds people are from? I don't mean that world sharing class, I mean actual maps of all the different worlds, or countries within those worlds, or whatever.
Because if there isn't, then I'd like to make one. So if you wanna get involved, talk about where you're from here- show a map, gimme an idea of what it's like. I'll take what I can get.
[A little while later, he'll be venturing to his usual hotspots- the library, for some books for poor Al to read, and the Battle Dome, to take out some of his pent-up frustrations (and to duke it out with a few of the homunculus for kicks), then to the shops for a bit of perusing. He can be pestered around down at any time, looking uncharacteristically unsure, though he's been looking that way all week, so at this point it may not be anything new.
Eventually he'll return home to his family some time before dinner, carrying with him (in addition to Al's books) a toolbox, a bag containing some clothes, and a collection of sticky buns for dessert/snacking-
...but not before barging into the Hughes house accidentally. Apparently there really is a first time for everything.]
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E-Ed!
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...hear...
...Wait, what is she doing?]
Winry?
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[Hopefully. Maybe. Feeling a little silly now.]
What are you doing?
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A-AHEM. He coughs distractedly into a fist and puts down the toolbox and the clothes bag, tugging off his boots.]
A... anyway, I'm gonna go- yeah. Check for that thing. That I...
[...Giving up. Let's make a run for it.]
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He's been trying so hard to just be happy. But there's too many conflicting emotions to just lose himself in it. Why does he have to keep coming back here, when he knows what's waiting for him across the street? Was it just a simple mistake, or is he intentionally trying to...
...or maybe he just misses this place.
Dammit... he really is indulging that stubborn part of himself, isn't he...?
It's a long time before he finally trudges out of the room, not expecting to find anyone still there- he figured Winry would've gone to the kitchen or her own room. Maybe he can just sneak out and pretend this never happened.]
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Hey. Slow down for a moment.
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W-Winry! I didn't know you were still out here.
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Yeah, I'm... getting used to it, I guess. [But not really.] It's just weird...
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...whatever, it's just weird. But he's not acknowledging Hohenheim as his father. Not yet. Maybe not ever.]
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What I do or don't call him isn't the point.
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Yeah, fine, it's frustrating. I hate that he can just show up after abandoning us for ten years and I'm supposed to act like everything's okay now.
[Or... no, that's unfair; his mother isn't being unreasonable. But with his parents and Al so much more easygoing about handling the awkwardness, he's starting to feel badly about being the problem child.
...Just a little, anyway. Not much, but...]
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Ahh, dammit... if anything I should be grateful, but I just...
[Temporary solutions don't sit well with him. Can he really be happy about this when it can be taken away and forgotten at any time?]
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[Hit the nail right on the head with that one. Much as he's loathe to admit it, he's still scared stiff about that.
Losing her once was bad enough. And then they'd thought for years that they'd killed her themselves during the failed transmutation. To lose her again, knowing she's just going home to die, would be...]
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But have you heard of that saying, "it's better to have loved and lost, than to never have loved at all"? I know it's not the same, but... maybe it's better to have a second chance than not to have one at all? You can never regain lost time, but... you can try to make it a little better? It may not be here for long, so try to enjoy it while you can? I'm not asking it to be like flipping a switch, but keep it in mind?
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I... am trying, Winry. There's not much else I can do. But it might [No, probably will] take a while to fix these problems, and I hate not knowing how long I've got.
[Not like he can rush them, either. And it's not his fault, is it? ...Well, it's at least half his fault. They all have good reasons for the choices they've made over time.]
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It's hard for me to see you like this. If there's anything- [anything you need, anything you want to talk about] I'll always be here.
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