[Written / Action]

[automailed]

[A series of separate journal entries would have been posted over the course of several days; Edward will have a somewhat sporadic response time for them, too. He might respond for a few hours and then not until the day following the entry ICly anyway-- I'll be tagging it normally 8|, since the cryptic commentary in each day's entry hints at how he's messed up the journal to see how (and how soon) it fixes itself the next day. Therefore he won't have a journal to respond unless he steals Al's.

If you're not sure of what your character is up to during the week feel free to tag with a placeholder or something and tag later. OR IGNORE THIS TL;DR AND LAUGH AT MY DORKING IDC]



Day 1 - Monday

I don't miss that idiot colonel, but his alchemy would come in handy in this place. At least Al showed up after I did, so the three of us from Resembool are here. Familiar faces make it easier, and if I can't escape easily I can at least keep myself occupied.

My goal is to be out of here within a month.




Day 2 - Tuesday

Woke up at 7 this morning. The fireplace is out, so it's cold that early. I'm still tired; I feel like I could have slept for at least 15 hours. And why do kettles always take forever to boil? I just want some damn coffee before I go out to have a look around.

I don't think three spoonfuls of sugar is too much, either. It dissolves just fine if the water's warm enough.

Addendum from yesterday: A month is too long.




Day 3 - Wednesday

Al got me up an hour earlier today. It's warmer today- I went down by the river for a while. Saw a small flock of cranes, all with white feathers. I thought I'd see some markings, but maybe they disappear when they change into adults?

I counted maybe 16-30 of them. Moved too fast to be sure.




Day 4 - Thursday

Slept in till 9. Sleep schedule's been messed up since I got here. Why is it so inconsistent?

The flock from yesterday didn't show up again today, but there was a spotted chick in a nest by the bridge. A fox or something might've gotten the mother- there were a few torn feathers not far away. Maybe I'll come back tomorrow to check on it. Today I'm getting back to the library.

Addendum: I counted six books on birds alone. Zero on Alchemy. Do books appear here at random the way people do?



Day 5 - Friday

Wake-up was 7 again today. Al, just let me sleep in tomorrow. I'm going further down the river this afternoon, but there's nothing new to see right now. Still no mother at the nest, but the chick is fine, so I guess it's okay.

I'll look into this more later.




[Aaaaand Action bit:

Monday- Edward is at home, since Winry expected him to be around so he could be introduced to Haruhi. And he's kind of wondering if Al needs to be around for the very same thing, but it hadn't been mentioned to him...

Well, none of his business.

Tuesday-Friday - he'll be out and about in the village if you'd rather just bump into him at the locations mentioned.]


[ooc note: Since these happen over the course of the week, it'd be great if you guys could put the day your character comments in the subject line. And feel free to comment again with another day if it tickles your fancy (in your thread or otherwise) or just comment on the last day. It's pretty open.]

Comments

[automailed]

[Ugh, really? This is the answer to their awkward little circle? A kid's game? Edward mumbles a reluctant response that could either be "fine, whatever you want" or "not a chance in hell". Really depends on the angle. He's completely ignorant of the fact that his lack of a real answer is pretty childish by itself.

Haruhi is free to assume it's agreement, though.]

[godbent]

Okay! [BRIGHT SMILE] I'll take the first call and I select truth!

[She's sweating bullets though - as Winry well knows, Haruhi isn't fond of talking about herself... ever. It's hard for her to open up. But if she's going to do this, it's better to dive in]

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

Why don't you ask her then, Ed?

[automailed]

What? Uh... [Truth? Oh geez. He'd be much better at this if they were all alchemists. But okay, there's one thing he's been wondering-] Tell me about the Al who was here before.

[He's heard tidbits, but... not a lot. And he'd like to know more about what Al was up to when he was human. Maybe he can find out how he got his body back somehow.]

[godbent]

Huh? Uh, sure, I guess... [She sighs, wondering how much he's head before now. And where to begin... well.]

He was a member of my SOS-Brigade, for one. Lived with Winry, and he was taller than you so I guess he was probably from a point in the future as compared to you and Winry-- or well. [...] He was from an Alternate reality, so I guess he'd be a slider to you and-

[...Wait, come to think of it she doesn't know if this Ed is a slider to Winry or not. She falters and looks at the blonde]

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

[automailed]

...Alternate reality? [What the hell does that even mean? And a quick glance at Winry tells him that she understands, so... what?]

[godbent]

[Exhale. Okay. She takes her tea cup swirls it a little, watching the tea go, before beginning]

...Okay, bear with me - I'm from Earth and there's over a dozen "Earths" represented in Luceti, but there's only two worlds which have Amestris on them, so you might not get this as much. [...Well, discounting when Winry was that other race. Which was neat, but distracts from the point]

Have you ever thought about how when time passes, different things could have happened? "What ifs?" There's lots of different types of alternate realities, but that's the most easy one to understand. A world in which something which could have happened happened different. So there's your world witch choice A, and the other world which is choice B.

[She takes a sip of her tea, and focuses on Ed]

Like I said, that's the easiest. Al and your worlds' differences are a little more complex, so did you at least get that much?

[automailed]

[.....What. What. WHAT.]

S... so... wait. Wait, Al was... he was from...

[Oh god this changes everything. AND IT DOESN'T EVEN MAKE SENSE. Human Al was from a different world? And he was here, but with a different history than his Al? Does this explain the other Ed he'd heard about as well?

What does this mean for Al, then? Does he not get his body back? No, no, he has to- Ed promised. He won't let Al down. But how did this alternate reality happen, then? Is it for real? How...

His head is going to be spinning with thoughts about this for days.]

[godbent]

An Alternate Reality, yeah. [...] I think one of the old yous was too. Anyway, his variation was less about a divergent point and more about basic differences. Like, let's say in some world Pride isn't that little kid, but someone else. Things like that.

[...Again, she glances at Winry. She doesn't know most of the differences, actually. She never dug that deep]

I know the big difference has to do with you ending up on some version of my world.

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

Haruhi's right, but all the people here now seem to be from our world instead of that alternate one. No one seems to know about Germany like the other Al did.

1/2

[automailed]

Sokka asked me about Germany, too. So that's what he meant. [That's... well, it's still so weird to wrap his head around. It probably won't ever not be weird. He'll have to ponder this.

He's already losing himself in his own thoughts again, so someone should probably distract hi...]

[automailed]

[....WAIT A SECOND-]

Pride's a little kid!?

1/2

[godbent]

[...!!] I thought you - you told every-

You're from before then?!

[godbent]

[THIS FACE and she glances at Winry. Um. What's the plan here, do they tell him or not?]

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

Well, Ed, do you know Selim Bradley?

[automailed]

The Fuhrer's son? Yeah, Al and I met- [Wait, wait, wait- the Fuhrer, King Bradley, Wrath-

...oh. Oh shit.]

He's... he's Pride?

[He'd smiled and laughed and been so innocent... so it was all an act?]

[godbent]

...Yeah, he is. One of the old yous warned everyone around at the time never to trust anything he said.

[She can't help but glance at Winry, again. She lets the stupidity of letting Pride stay at her house go unsaid. She still is pissed about that, and even if Ed would probably be pissed too, it's not worth discussing]

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

Yeah, Pride... he's been here twice.

[automailed]

[Oh hell. Oh hell. How did he miss this? How did all of them miss this!? Just one more thing he's going to have to tell Al. Damn... they've got a lot of work waiting for them when they get home, that's for sure.

So his previous self was from further ahead than he is... no wonder he couldn't remember anything.]

[godbent]

[...]

Anyway, he was a member of my SOS-Brigade for a long time. I actually knew him before Winry.

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

Hey, uh - how about I go next? Dare.

[automailed]

[Edward glances over at Haruhi, then Winry, then points at the two.]

Uh... who goes, then?

[Oh geez is he really admitting that he doesn't even know how to really play. WHAT IT'S FOR LITTLE GIRLS HE NEVER HAD TO KNOW]

[godbent]

[Sideeyes at Winry. She wasn't expecting that, but...] I'll take it- Dare you to let me dress you up.

[Ignore that she has no clothes on hand. And this unreasonable]

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

Done.