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.]
[action]
Well, of course...
[ He chuckled nervously. ]
I was trying to make a joke.
[
Epic fail, Hoho]What is that box for?
[action]
...The man has a lousy sense of humour, then. Or maybe Edward's just not so easily amused. Either way, he shrugs it off, lifting the box enough to give it a little shake, the clatter of metal against metal audible from within.]
It's got some tools in it. Since I'm not living with Winry anymore, I want to be able to do basic maintenance on my automail here.
[Usually he's in too much of a rush in Amestris to bother with the day by day care for his limbs, but with all the extra time he's got on his hands around here, he's started to get into the habit. If only because Winry could nag him every day to do it.]
[action]
[ Hohenheim might not be good at making jokes or be much of a handy-man, however he wouldn't mind assisting Edward with his automail if he needs the extra hand. ]
[action]
[Considering the number of sets he's managed to collect since arriving in Luceti due to there being so little fighting, it makes sense that he'd at least have a couple of wrenches for this stuff. Not that he's inclined to lose the fabulous red automail just yet, but if a draft or a mission comes along, it'd be a necessity.]
[action]
[ Honestly he hopes his son doesn't get into any scrapes anytime soon. The last thing Hohenheim wants is for his son to get injured during one of those missions or what not. ]
Oh, were you heading upstairs? Let me get out the way.
[action]
[...Geez, it's been that long already? Scary... he nods at Hohenheim's question, though, lowering the box to continue up the stairs. Then he pauses.]
What were you doing up there?
[action]
Hm?
[ It took him a brief moment to catch the question since he was still somewhat stunned by the lengthy time gap. ]
Well I was just um...well, just organizing some things together. You see, recently I spoke with a young woman who claimed to be from another world. Ever since I started to look into topics such as inter-dimensional travel in hopes of unlocking some secrets about Luceti and how the Malnosso brought us here.
Of course I haven't found anything useful yet, but I at least found a few good books.
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Everyone's from a different world, you know. There's only about a dozen of us from the Amestris region.
[He's trying not to say anything about Hohenheim getting himself a study, but it's kind of hurting his tongue to bite it so much. It was a study that kept him from his family so much in the first place. In Ed's opinion, he shouldn't have one at all.]
[action]
[ He actually looks a tad surprised. Hohenheim hadn't guessed nearly everyone here in Luceti came from a different world. The alchemist just assumed only a select few did. ]
That certainly gives us more to read about, yes?
[action]
I've started collecting information from all the worlds people come from in Luceti. Maps, world data, names, whatever I can get.
[It's... a bone. A reluctantly thrown one, and a small one at that, but it's still something. He'd promised his mother that he would try, after all.]
[action]
Are you certain about this? Wouldn't you rather have the information for yourself?
[ He almost couldn't believe what he was witnessing right now. Was Edward actually planning to assist him? ]
[action]
If you're so interested, you can help. The book's going to be public once it's finished anyway, so it's not like I can't show it to anyone.
[action]
Very well. I'll assist when I can but I hope you don't mind me reading what you collected so far.
[action]
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The door is open; enter the realm of research if you dare.]
[action]
Unsure what to think about this stunning revelation, Hohenheim suddenly found himself chuckling. ]
[action]
If you're gonna come in, then come in. If not then leave me alone. Don't just lurk around at the door, geez.
[1/2]
Ack! S-Sorry, sorry! I'll go now.
[2/2]
...I won't disturb you, will I?
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....
Edward shoots him a wary look for a long moment, as if sizing him up and trying to figure out if he's plotting something. It's hard to tell with the old bastard.
.....
Oh, goddammit. Finally relenting, Edward shrugs his shoulders again, offering out a handful of looseleaf sheets.]
If you want to stay, you have to help. You can sort these.
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Alright, I don't mind assisting you.
[ Gratefully taking the papers into his hands, Hohenheim pulled up a chair to the desk and started to read them. ]
Hrm? Am I looking for anything specific?
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[He's starting to separate the journal pages into three piles on the desk already, but there's room for Hohenheim's pages as well.]
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[ Idly glancing through each page, Hohenheim placed all of the notes on "Earth" in one pile and then some notes about other more exotic worlds in the other. Of course he read some of the notes while he worked, which lead to this awkward series of small talk. ]
...In all these different worlds, do you believe there's a person who looks, acts, and even thinks just like you do? Or do you view yourself as completely unique regardless of worlds or dimension, Edward?
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Well, as long as no one tells Hohenheim about the... unfortunate incident with the Malnosso a few months back, he'll be alright.]
I don't have any reason not to believe it; it's already been proven. There's another version of me out there- and Al, and probably you, too.
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