[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

[godbent]

[...!!]

Oh, that's right! [She animatedly points with the free hand even as her other starts to lace her fingers with Winry's own]

And Winry gets to pick your dare or truth.

[automailed]

[What? Oh, right. Game. Um. Okay he thought about it a little while they were gone, and he's still not sure what option he dislikes more. Soooo... let's go with the (currently) least objectionable.]

...Dare, I guess.

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

I dare you to take off your shirt and let me show Haruhi my automail.

[godbent]

[...! Haruhi's eyes widen a bit with some excitement in spite of herself. She never got to see it in great detail with any of the previous Eds, after all.]

[automailed]

[Oh good grief. Not just one mechanic freak but two?]

...Just my shirt. I'm not taking my pants off again so you can show it off!

[That day in Rush Valley was beyond ridiculous okay.]

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

I'm pretty sure Haruhi doesn't want to see you with your pants off anyway.

[godbent]

[...Well.]

Yeah, not really.

[Even if she would like to see that leg...]

[automailed]

[Edward's response is a long-suffering sigh, but he does relent, reaching down to tug off his shirt and reveal the entire automail arm. It's not like he isn't used to doing this nearly every time he gets maintenance or a repair anyway just ignore that pesky mark where he got impaled lalala so he's pretty used to it. Being examined, on the other hand...

Oh well, he did sort of ask for it.]

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

[godbent]

[...Huh, there's a lot of scarring. That's really her first though. Winry's hand squeezing hers goes unnoticed, because now she's entered and analytical mode, studying the metal and tissue as its revealed]

I swear I need a few non-emo automail icons

[automailed]

Here, have a look.

[With the shirt discarded, Edward does his reluctant duty of stretching out the automail arm to let Haruhi get a good look at it, glancing aside as he awaits his fate. Is truth or dare nothing but putting on and removing your clothes? Sheesh.]

Yeah, Akai, what's up with that?

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

that arm is an emo arm

[godbent]

[...Finally tearing her eyes away from the scars (particularly those around the edges of the port at his side) she licks her lips and then sets off to looking in more detail at the arm. Truth be told, with this in her face like this...]

It's so weird that back home we can have cell phones and wireless signals and MP3 players but we change manage anything like this in prosthetics.

this is the truth. he's only happy when he gets an upgrade

[automailed]

You don't have anything like automail in your world? [Haruhi is apparently the first of many to be boggled by the sudden existence of awesome prosthetics. It's hard to imagine a world without them, especially since they've become such a crucial part of his life these past few years.]

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

You'd be surprised at how many worlds don't.

[godbent]

Probably almost all of them. Same for alchemy in the form you guys use it.

[In truth, she's a little jealous]

[automailed]

...That's weird. It's been around for a pretty long time, I thought. [He mostly just remembers growing up around Granny Pinako's place, though.]

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

Some worlds decided to advance in other places. In some worlds they record movies on a small disc. In color.

[godbent]

That's just a DVD.

[Sigh. She strokes the automail a bit. It's nothing as compared to this]

[automailed]

[He's pretty glad that he can't feel that stroking because that would just make it so much more weird. He reddens a little anyway; he's not used to anyone but Winry fawning over automail, and it's not often she fawns over her own work.]

Movies on a little disc? Isn't that kind of pointless compared to advancing science and medicine?

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

Yeah, but they've got flying machines too.

[godbent]

Name a disease, I bet we've cured it or have treats for it.

[Flatly. She randomly feels defensive now]

[automailed]

[Edward scowls at that, glancing aside. The only disease he'd have want cured is the one that killed his mother, and he's sure as hell not going to talk about her with a stranger.]

Good for you, then.

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

All right! Haruhi, it's your turn.

[godbent]

[What's with that reaction? ....Oh well, whatever]

Dare. [And she jerks a thumb at Ed] His pick.