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[Elicia was expecting to be in the middle of a scuffle between enemy winged soldiers. Not to be waking up half-drugged and in an old-fashion malnosso dress. She hadn't done this little dance in a few years now... What did that mean? Did they come back? Impossible, they were... Well, we'll figure this out as we go, Elicia. When she gets up, she nearly falls over, and finds with frustration that her automail leg wasn't working properly. Something was wrong with the knee—aaah, Winry would be pretty grumpy about that.

'This would be the second time this week.'

But it's around the time she cracks open her journal that she realizes something's not right. These entries, they're only up to her sixth birthday? No, that can't be right. Where did all her other.... Oh. Oh wow.

She was fourteen years in the past.

She limps out of the forest, dazed but not confused enough to ruin her train of thought: go to the item shop, find her clothes. The Malnosso always left clothes. And then she'll head to the smithy, to find her sword and... and then she'll need to find Winry in the smithy. Now dressed up, she's found herself a good pair of glasses; if she can... if she can, she'd rather not tell them who she is. Would that change things?

Would that be so bad, though? She's not entirely sure. She's nervous and worried and—and—

... nostalgic. Much much later, after everything, she'll head to the houses of people she's most familiar with. A lot of people aren't where she remembers, but she'll try to find them none-the-less. Probably after heading to where her mom and dad are. She'll also be wondering around in awe at the place. So much different and yet so much changed.... Don't mind her if she looks dumbfounded at something, or surprised at another. If you're expecting a shorty, you'll be surprised—she's 5'9". Her father has great genes, like that.]



[ooc: EDIT: sorry, but it turns out a second post isn't gonna happen; this post exploded! XD You can catch her on the draft, pre-draft log or malnosso journal draft post though!
Go here to see extra information about her future relationships and her. Go here to fill out the relationship post if you haven't yet!

And lastly, I'll reply to this in a few hours! Got something to do real quick.]
asobouyo: (SCREAAAAA—)
[What a pleasant day... The birds are chirping, the breeze is gentle, the sun is sunny—

CHILDREN ARE SCREAMING D8]

KYAAAAA, PAPA, MAMA!!

[What, that isn't a normal Elicia post? The journal is practically flung across the kid's room as the sound of panicked footfalls rush around the general vicinity. There's the thud of an apple, as it rolls into view in the screen, and then a teary cry of disbelief soon after. PANIC PANIIIIC!!]


Was it s'pposed to fall out?! It's gone! The apple took my tooth! My whole tooth!

[It's really gone! One of her bottom incisors is gone! Now her smile isn't as toothy! What should she do?!]

I-I'll ask the tooth fairy to put it back! She'll put it back!

[The camera is angled, but it at least picks up a pigtailed little girl rushing to her bed and stuffing the little white tooth hastily under her pillow. And then she sits anxiously at her bedside, watching and waiting, waiting...! She checks it, only to find it's still there! Okay, maybe she just needs to wait a little more! ... IT'S STILL THERE. D':

/SCREAM

She finally addresses the journal itself, cheeks red.]


How do I put back a tooth?!

((sort of babysitting
heh, but I should be able to go tag-crazy in 1-2 hours 8D))
asobouyo: (YOU SUCK MAN)
[Action/Accidental video]
 
[Aaaand her journal goes tumbling over on its side, peering up to capture Elicia... in the middle of adventure. That is, she's got a red towel cape on, and a foam basebat bat in the other, in front of Winry's house. Also, Shiro the bear and Shiva the polar bear are currently tied up back-to-back in the distance. They're really in a pickle, man.]

Let them go, evil villain!! 
Or I'll use my giant robot to stop you once. and. for. all!!

['CAUSE WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK I AM. B(

Also, talkin' to the two tied-up stuffed animals:]

Don't worry, Chef-Pirate Sanji! I'll save you and Warrior Fighter Longshot in noooo time, so hang on!

[Let her warm up her Kamina impression. Basically sounding confident = VICTORY. And if she's going to be the youngest robo pilot, it has to be legit.]

And I've got a cool sidekick--they can kick lots of butt, too, mister! [Keh!!] 'Cause we're the strongest heroes in the whole universe!!

[If you're passing by in the background? SHE'S TALKING TO YOU. Yeah, you, with the face. If you happen to be passing by for some [action] and adventure, you CAN write [action/video], because she'll be accidentally recording all of this for your if you want friends and family to enjoy it in future movie theaters. :|b

...And yes, people can comment to your video thread, if you want some first-hand embarrassment for the people who actually play along. Anyone who just wants to comment on the video in general can just assume she's talking to air, then. |D]
asobouyo: (Did I mention I'm MOTHERFUCKING CUTE?!)
 [First thing's first: Elicia's living with Winry now, with papa, in her big house. Admittedly, she did like the different people passing back and forth in the community housing, but oh my gosh, her room is bigger! Heck yeah. So instead of running around the front of an apartment complex, she'll be running around in front of #23, next door to big bro Keiichi who totally lied about cooties but it's okay except we should address that this post shouldn't we??. She's got herself a few scrapes on one knee from working on riding that bicycle without the training wheels, but other than that? She's in crazy good spirits.

In fact, as she's out in front of the house, she sits with said injured knee bent; before long, she cups her hands over it and closes her eyes (though it doesn't help much in the way of focusing for her; gotta be legit-looking, right?). And when she takes her hands away, the scrapes are gone and she's smiling proudly.

FIRST THING OF BUSINESS: School!

SECOND THING OF BUSINESS: Setting up a little stand to give people some cookies. Because when you live in a big cool house you get all kinds of time to make cookies. Granted, they're mostly pre-made and were heavily heavily supervised. Should you be coming by, she'll totally give you one. And maybe a glass of milk. By the way, there's a sign that says 'WELCOM SENTER NUMBER 2' in big bold letters. Be warned: she still has her pink camera, and she will use it.

Now... THIRD THING OF BUSINESS!!! It's time to address the public! 8D

The first thing to be seen is
her banner, which she's drawn up again--however, Luceti is spelled correctly this time around! HUZZAH!!]

Hi, new feathers! My name's Elicia, and I'm five years old! I like riding my bicycle, even though I fall down sometimes, and I like drawling and reading and counting and jump roping! What kinds of things do you like? I always like to hear about everything people likes, 'cause it's always the thing that makes them smile most! And I like learning new stuff!

Like-- I learned that cooties aren't real. 

I don't think they are anyway, 'cause I was told they're not... even though someone else said they were... but maybe he was just confused...

[... not entirely sure on that one. :I

ANYWAYS:]


Are all my friends doing okay? 'Cause I know there was a big scary fighting thing that happened, so I was real worried about all the people who had to go! Are you guys all okay? You gotta let me know, or I'll be super worried 'til you do, okay?

I think that's it!

[... a pause] OH!! And don't forget: this world is made of love and peace!

[How could she forget to address this VERY IMPORTANT THING?! D:]



((ooc: slowly getting of hiatus with Elicia! The others'll be back by friday ^^))
asobouyo: (Oh snap!)
[Elicia sits near the school like she usual does when it gets out, but she's got a new book in her hands—a fairytale book, given to her by Derek (unknowingly, the sneaky vampire hunter). She's already had quite a spike in energy when it comes to writing storybooks, as you can very well see if you were involved in her hideous log.

Forgive her, she's trying to read.]


"Puh...oor little ugly d—duckling..." she wooould sss—say. "Why... are you so di—

di-fir-eant from the others?"

And the... ugly duckling felt worse than ever.

[She lowers the book, frowning. Probably thinking 'this book is just mean and cruel and WHYYY'

When she returns home, she spends some of her time riding up and down one little stretch of hallway on the brand new bicycle the Malnosso for some reason was kind enough to gift her. Training wheels are on it, but just wait until she decides she's gotta man up and take those suckers off. Which will probably be in another week.

But of course, she can't control herself from making a video entry—it's been a long time since she got to sit and make a normal one, of course!]


Hi, guys! Did you have nice Christmases? I did, definitely. I got a cool book, and a bike, and a polar bear teddy! I read about those, y'know! They live in snow, just like how it is here, and they can sit on floaty ice in the water. It's really cool...!

[She holds up said polar bear teddy as validation for her chat.

A beat, while she collects her somewhat limited thoughts. Hey, her mind works 100 miles a minute, you know.]


I wonder what else lives with the polar bears... they're not all alone, are they? That'd make them real lonely!

And that's not good at all...!

[Looks like stuff is relatively back to normal, for her. |D]

[ooc: replies in a few hours! Just getting this up while I'm lazily free with time at the moment! 8Db]
asobouyo: (N-no way!)
[The feed had started out with Elicia sitting on the couch, showing off different drawings for the day, bringing up the idea of camping—about maybe sleeping over at Winry's house. But soon the peace is lost when something off camera forces open the front door. There's the muffled noise of Hughes—calling out something, something that one can't make out too well, but it's fairly obvious what it's about when Elicia jumps off the couch and runs into her room, journal hanging open in her one hand.

Noises of metal clashing against metal, quieted when Elicia closes her door and does what her father tells her; she hides in her closet, hugging the journal until it's just a black video screen.

...Quiet.

And then footsteps. But they seem heavy.]

...Papa...?

[The door is pulled open and a robotic hand juts across the video screen, grabbing Elicia before the still rolling journal finally falls and flips shut.]
asobouyo: (No fair.)
[Elicia is totally grown-up. I mean, she's five whole years old! And as such, she of course needed her own room with her own little bed. One little issue: she doesn't quite enjoy the heavy rain and thunderstorm outside. She has made a resolute promise to herself that she wouldn't run like a bat out of hell into her father's room, even if the noises and colors scare her silly. And like all little kids, she doesn't realize that promises like these are silly, because that's what papas are for anyway, right?

The journal opens quietly as she hides under her blankets in her sleeping gown, frowning into her hands.

And yes, it's about 1 in the morning. Some of you must be up, right?]


When you're scared, what do you do to make it all better?

[She makes a squeaky noise when another loud boom of lightning flashes.]

I-I mean, if someone is scared... and stuff...
asobouyo: (:D)
[Before any important/srs bsns goes on for dear little Elicia, she must first say something very crucial to the very foundation of Luceti life—something so very important, that her canon's plot would seem insignificant compared to what she was about to utter, than no possible revelation can possibly upstage—]

Hey, what kinds of stuff is at the bakery~? Is there lots of cakes and doughnuts?

[...Nevermind then. Have Elicia looking curiously into the camera with a signature 'what's thiiis button do?' smile.]

O-oh! I gotta' use my manners, though. I'm Elicia and I'm five! [a curtsy? but of course!] I go to big kid school... Is there a big kid school here? I really want to learn how to count to 100 and how read big people's books! Like the kind mama has that don't have any pictures. Those have lots of words, too...

[And after that wonderful little beam of curiosity, she's hanging out in the halls of CH4 Floor 6, near her and her father's room! What's she doing all crouched down? Good question! There's a bunch of papers taped to the walls! And on those papers? Giant dragons and jungles and scribbles that may or may not be a lion. She's busy putting up more pictures of scenery to complete this wonderful collage. Judging by the inside of the apartment, she's also taped a few pictures up in there as well...!]



[ooc: going to sleep, but I'll be up in a few to reply! ^^]

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