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[Late on the night of the 1st, Edward returns from yet another mission, though this time it was combat-related, so he's walking a bit cautiously with a slight limp on his left side. His first stop is House 22, to visit the previously-next-door doctor. After that it's home, and while he does try to sneak in, Al's probably still awake and home anyway. He will, however, be out of bed before noon and at the breakfast table come morning. Acting like nothing at all is wrong, naturally!

During the course of the day, though, he has a couple of visits to make. One of them is the smithy, since he fully expects to have missed Winry at her house in the morning, though if he doesn't find her at work he'll pop by her place later. Another visit is to Ling's apartment, for a conversation that's probably long overdue. Finally, he'll be heading home for a rather serious chat with a certain father figure he has yet to be able to call "Dad".

Anyone's free to bump into him at any time or place, otherwise. He'll be out and about for most of the day.]

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[oftheyin]

[Yeah, that conversation with Ed was something she wanted to have too, but after what she found out about her grandfather, she just lost interest. It took her awhile, but she was finally up to talking to others and trying to not act like a shut in. It was still hard though, knowing that when she got back home she was going back to witness her grandfather's death.

But when Ed shows up, Ran Fan is ready to leave the apartment, just to get out and do something. She wasn't weak, but she certainly felt like it. And when she sees him, she stops in place, happy to have her mask on once again. Trying to act like nothing was wrong, Ran Fan bows.]

Edward. Are you here to visit Ling?

action; good thing masa's such a speed tagger

[automailed]

[Edward blinks at the sight of the mask, briefly surprised; he'd gotten so used to seeing her with it off, it was strange to see it again. He shakes it off, though- it's not like it bothers him to see her wear it anymore. Not like... before.

...Uuuugh. He still hasn't dealt with that, either. But that's why he's here in the first place, so let's take it like a man, dammit.]

I was, but he met me before I even got here. What is it with you guys and sneaking up on people?

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[oftheyin]

[Yeah, she's gotten back into the habit of wearing because she knows how she looks right now, which is pretty much as bad as she feelings.]

I did not mean to. [Yup. Back to being all business like for her. Even more so with Edward.] Though, I did wish to see you.

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[avaricious]

[Guess who is going to cut you off before you even make it inside the apartment? It's Ling. FROM OUT OF NOWHERE. Behind him.]

In Xing, it's usually customary to bring a gift of food when you come to someone's door.

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[automailed]

[djskhfjdshfjkdfs DAMMIT LING, NOT AGAIN. Edward flails and stumbles forward before whirling on Ling.]

Stop doing that!! What the hell's wrong with "hello"!?

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[avaricious]

[Doesn't. Move. An. Inch.]

Hello Ed.

[deathsdoctor]

ONE MOMENT. I'M COMING.

[One sleepy voice pitched to reached to reach outside. Law was in bed and there was someone rap-tap-rapping at his door. So he scrambles to throw on a robe, and some slippers, and not trip over his cat dancing around his feet.

Given the little rascal won't quit until she gets some attention, Law scoops her up in his arms, and trugs downstairs to open the door.

What shall he see when he opens it?]

[automailed]

[He'll see a somewhat short and kind of bloody blond, leaning heavily on his left foot with one hand pressed against his stomach. There's blood beneath his fingers as well as scattered here and there on his clothes, but it's not an alarming amount- just enough to merit a doctor's visit, apparently.]

...Hey. Do you do house calls? The clinic's kind of out of my way.

[Reverse house calls, that is. He'd rather avoid this getting back to his family.]

[deathsdoctor]

[It's funny how a guy can go from half asleep to fully awake and assessing. Stomach gash it looks like from here... not the worst thing that could happen to a guy, but not particularly pleasant either.

Sumire wriggles in his arms as she spots the man. And Law knows that as soon as he puts her down, she'll do what she normally does and race up to the guy to greet him.]

Sure do. Come on in. Kitchen's this way. I'll get my stuff.

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[dragoneer]

[When Ed is heading towards the smithy, he'll run into Hiccup, who is heading out early. His new Axew, Kyle, is sitting on his shoulders, chattering happily--she didn't want to be in the smithy today. And she may or may not have had something to do with getting Hiccup to leave early.

The viking looks a little deflated, but otherwise fine, all things considered. He's trying to keep a stiff upper lip, and all. The Pokemon is pretty distracting, too, from the whole Astrid-went-home situation.]

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[automailed]

[Edward's still limping when he meets with Hiccup, but otherwise he looks no worse for wear. Two things catch his eye before he calls out- one, the bizarre little thing on his shoulder, and two, his friend's expression. Wow. Does this call for another cider-fireplace bromancing session?]

Hiccup?

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[dragoneer]

[Oh, it's Ed! Hiccup's a bit relieved to see him, honestly, since he hasn't seen him since the whole...you know. Mom-was-kidnapped-and-brother-lost-his-body-again thing. He looks in much better spirits now than he did then, but almost anything would be an improvement over that.]

Hey, Ed. What's...what's up?

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[hohenheim]

[ It was a little towards the evening when Hohenheim heard Edward's return home. He spent most of his day within his study just carefully reviewing and reciting a few notes. A piece of him truly couldn't believe how far he was from Amestris and by every passing day, the pressing matters he once faced before began to seem utterly trivial to him now. A frightening thought given that Hohenheim knew exactly what the Homunculus had in mind for the country. However, as long as he stays here trapped within this world Hohenheim knew he was powerless. Yet there's a chance that the world he knew hadn't budged since he left, a theory introduced to him by his oldest son.

Deciding to put such matters behind him in search for conversation, the old alchemist wandered downstairs. It was time for him to put his books away for the day and spend time with the family. ]

action; 8D < my face when I get hohopapa tag

[automailed]

[He'll find Edward sitting in a chair by the front door, boots off but coat still on, fiddling with his automail foot. It's been giving him trouble for a good chunk of the day, and even after visiting Winry, he's feeling overly cautious. Not that he doubts her work- he's just not sure he'd caught everything that went wrong with it during the mission. A dysfunctional leg is a lot more of a pain than an arm.]

action; Hahaha! <3 I aim to please

[hohenheim]

[ Hohenheim couldn't help but blink his eyes a few times once he saw Edward sitting by the door. The boy looked as if he was completely lost in thought, his eyes focused solely upon his mechanical leg. Something had to be amidst here since Edward looked particularly worried about his mechanical limb.

Watching him in silence for a moment or two, Hohenheim cleared his throat and allowed his presence to be known. ]

Edward?

[ He gazed at him worriedly. ]

Is something a matter?

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[installing]

[If Ed missed Winry in the morning that means she went in early, and if Winry went in early, well...

The blond can find her snoozing, sprawled out on the smithy's couch. One might say she's vulnerable like that - sleeping in a public place littered with weapons - but she sleeps with no worries. In all honest her complete faith in Sokka is what allows her to sleep soundly in the smithy when she occasionally takes her naps. So, Ed, why not wake her up?]

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[automailed]

[Edward notices her right after his arrival, brows lifting, shaking his head. Why does she even bother coming into work if she's just going to sleep? Stay home in bed, sheesh...

He ponders waking her up the way he recalls doing before, but- that was the girl version, and he'd rather not associate himself with her much. So instead he crouches down, giving her forehead a poke.]

Oi, Winry. Wake up!

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[installing]

[The girl stirs, but doesn't wake fully yet. A small groan passes her lips, but that's about all the response he's going to get.]

[contentedly]

[Gracia's just sweeping the front porch here as Ed goes by. She smiles and waves.]

Welcome back, Ed!

[automailed]

[Edward pauses at the voice, glancing over his shoulder, then smiles faintly and lifts a hand to wave, stepping closer.]

Hey, Miss Gracia- thanks. It was kind of nice to get out of the village, though.

[contentedly]

I can see how it would be.

[You're not used to being in one place for so long, are you, Ed.]

What was your mission?

because ninja!elicia threads with edward are important

[asobouyo]

[DON'T MIND ME just being in the front yard after my mom says sup; you know, it's always good to keep an eye out for missing bros! Elicia pops out of nowhere with her backpack in tow, beaming.]

Hey big bro! Welcome back!!

INDEED THEY ARE

[automailed]

[Whoa, child, where do you always seem to come from out of nowhere...]

Thanks, Elicia. What are you up to now?

[She's either back from school or PLOTTING SOMETHING. You never know with her, after all.]

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[markofthebrave]

[So this is the second? A Friday, excellent. Katara will just be coming back from her shift at the clinic and crossing through town to get home to make dinner right about 5ish. Where would she happen to bump into an Ed?]

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[automailed]

[Around then he'll have been on his way home, but he's giving his body a little break on a bridge near Community Building 5, so it's pretty much on (or near) Katara's route to the house. He's leaning on the rail and watching the river flow; all that walking has really placed a strain on his injury, so he's trying to keep it from reopening again. Lost in thought, he doesn't notice her.]