| Tricking a certain Elric into what he's been avoiding |
[Oct. 29th, 2012|01:05 am] |
((:P I had this idea first, so there. I even talked to Caity about it. BEFORE the other thread. So there.))
Trisha was excited for this talent contest of the temple's. Oh, they were friendly sorts, bringing all sorts of excitement with them! First a fabulous feast, and now a talent show!
She decided right away she wanted to sing, and specifically, she wanted a duet with her son, the landlord. But how to convince him to sing? He had the voice for it, certainly, inherited it from her. She couldn't get her own boy to sacrifice his teenaged dignity to do it, but the landlord might cave.
She decided to have Al help her. Between his mother and his brother, that man didn't stand a chance.
She baked up an apple cake and chocolate chip cookies to butter the boys up- their favorites- and headed downstairs, knocking on the door to the landlord's apartment. |
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| Getting a new start |
[Apr. 15th, 2012|07:43 pm] |
Mokou waited a long time before finally going to visit the landlord after the feast. She was a common sight on the benches of the apartments, but spoke little. Finally, after a week or two, she got up, and knocked on his door. "Yo, anyone home?" |
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| The Day of the Feast |
[Feb. 21st, 2012|07:42 pm] |
There had been much discussion as to how to go about moving the temple over to the Nexus, but Murasa had finally won out on her idea of simply flying it there. So, after about a month's preperation, the Temple had once more been turned into a Treasure Ship, and had begun it's journey to the portal. Ichrin stared from the bow of the ship, and shook her head. "This is a terrible idea, you know that right?"
Murasa responded with a wide grin, "Nah! Feasts such as this one should always be made memorable!"
Sigh. "Byakuren, Are you certain we should be doing this?" Ichirin asked, clinging desperetly to the last voice of reason.
Hijiri simply smiled peacefully at her. "It certainly will be a moment to remember, won't it?" Which caused Murasa to grin wider, as they reached the portal.
Ichirin turned back, and flopped against the railing. "I see. I'm the only sane person left."
"Oh come on. Don't be such an old biddy!" Murasa shouted cheerfully from the wheel, as they finally emerged from the portal. It's probably about 4pm in the Nexus. Who might be out and about to notice the giant ship floating towards the apartments? |
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| In which Ed hates Envy! (p.s. that is every day) |
[Jul. 30th, 2011|12:33 am] |
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Ed arrives back on the grounds in a fury, PINing back from the Sign near the landlord's office. He barely resists the urge to just...lash out at something, anything, and get his mind into some form of coherency before going to talk to Edward about this new complication in the Nexus.
If this influx of Envies turns into a trend, he is going to have WORDS with the multiverse.
After a minute or so of standing outside and seething with rage, he goes over to the office and opens the door. "We have a problem." |
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| Silent Hill continues to cause problems |
[Jun. 27th, 2011|12:17 am] |
After Edward and Al part ways with the members of the Collective that had gone to the sign to look for Sarah, they return home, with Edward feeling nervous and worried for Sarah. Sarah was a part of the extended family, and the idea of her in a place like that....
Edward's watched through all the Silent Hill games enough to know that poor Sarah will snap like a toothpick in there.
He unlocks the office and steps in with Al. "Well. Fuck. Now what?" |
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| Drama drama drama drama SILENT HILL! |
[Jun. 24th, 2011|07:11 pm] |
One of the things Ed had not expected to deal with today was a panicking fire-lizard. He'd been at home reading when Tsuri burst into the air with a mental and vocal wail, and she was so confused and frightened that he could barely get anything out of her. But it was clear that whatever it was, it had something to do with Sarah.
Ed wasted no time in running over to his husband-in-law's apartment and banging on the door, one hand keeping Tsuri on his shoulder before she launched herself off in another terrified fit. |
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| Rolling Out. |
[Jun. 14th, 2011|11:49 pm] |
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After things had been decided on, people scattered to their homes with plans to meet back up the next day. It is now the next day and people are trickling in to Edwards office to make sure everyone's clear on what they're doing and to get ready to move out.
Al was one of the first people there. |
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| Stop! Strategy time! |
[Jun. 13th, 2011|09:31 pm] |
Edward unlocks the office door at about a quarter to eight, leaving it open for people to get in. He's expecting Roy and Aion and one of his alternates and the homunculus Edward's brother, that he knows of. Russell will come in through the front door, since he's in the same building.
That should be everyone. |
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[May. 23rd, 2011|04:49 pm] |
Sarah PINs into her younger husband's apartment, breathing a small sigh of relief to be out of that house. She wouldn't be completely relieved until the rest of her family was back, but...well, regardless of whether she was certain to be rescued one way or another, she is rather glad Dante didn't do more than just order her to a room. Most other possibilities were less than pleasant.
Stepping out into the hall, Tsuri firmly wrapped around her neck, she heads down to the other husband's door and knocks. "Ed, it's me!" |
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[May. 20th, 2011|10:26 pm] |
Tsuri popped out of between onto the apartment grounds with a loud screech, veering straight towards the closest of the 'protector' Edwards while psychically pounding anyone even half-way empathic on the grounds with the psychic equivalent of an airhorn of panic and distress, and a mishmash of images of what just happened. |
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| Sparring Time ((Open Post)) |
[Feb. 12th, 2011|06:20 pm] |
Ed led Elise to the apartment grounds and headed over to the area he normally uses for working out and teaching Sarah.
"I normally do my sparring in this area," he tells her. "Let me know when you're ready to start."
((Thread is continued from here. Anyone feel like playing peanut gallery?)) |
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| ::Mission Impossible Theme:: |
[Sep. 6th, 2010|11:46 pm] |
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There is an apparent potential new resident surveying the grounds. He's a man in his early to mid twenties, with brown hair, blue eyes, and wearing clothing that could be from anywhere in the 1990's.
After a moment of getting a general layout of the grounds, he heads to the main building and presses the buzzer for the manager's office. |
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| A trip to the Nexus |
[Aug. 11th, 2010|04:44 pm] |
"It's only for a few days, Brother," Celena assured Allen for the fifth time as she carefully folded another dress into her smallest travel chest.
Allen sighed. "A few days in a place you won't tell me, with a friend I don't know about."
Celena gave her brother a weary look. "I will be perfectly fine. My friend is trustworthy," she promised, giving her brother a peck on the cheek to reassure him. Or at least win him over.
It wasn't working. Allen frowned. "If she's trustworthy, why can't you tell me her name?" No, he was not figuring it could be a male friend. He'd be scandalized that his little sister was running off to spend a few days unsupervised with a male.
"I choose to keep this friendship secret," she explained. "It could do me ill at court."
Allen walked over and put a hand on her shoulder. "You also know I would never do anything to ruin you. I keep your secrets, Celena."
Sigh. Celena looked at her brother, feeling rather guilty about keeping such a secret from him now. Millerna and Dryden would give her grief over how hard she and Van had worked to put up the appearance of pure disdain for each other, only to be secretly friends afterwards, but Allen would not, and she knew it.
"Very well," she said, crouching down and locking the chest. "If you really must know, I am meeting with Van Fanel."
That seemed to surprise Allen. "Van? I thought you two hated each other."
Celena gave him a wry look. "We worked together to ensure the nobility did not try to marry us off to each other. The animosity could only last so long under such circumstances. Don't mistake me, a marriage would still be a terrible idea, but the animosity has been resolved."
The look Allen gave her was shrewd, as if he were plotting something, but it vanished before she could fully process it. "It had to do with-"
"Dilandau?" Celena finished for him, then sighed and sat down on the trunk. "Yes, that was the source of it. Apparently, I was not too terribly annoying for a noble once he realized there is a difference between that creature and myself." She had a rather dry tone at that.
"How generous of him," Allen said just as dryly. "Well, now that I know who you're meeting, I'm not quite so worried. Where will you be meeting him?"
Good question. How to field that one. "No place on Gaea." She smiled.
Allen's eyes crossed. "Surely not the Mystic Moon."
Celena laughed. "No, no, nothing like that. Would you care to see it? It's a fascinating place. It's called the Nexus, where all worlds meet."
Allen shooed Celena off her trunk and hauled it up. "I'll escort you, my lady," he said with a smile.
"Cedric can handle that, Brother," Celena tried to protest.
Her protests fell on deaf ears. "I'm sure he can, but it's a knight's duty to see his lady to her destination safely. You don't let me spoil you that much, indulge me, Celena."
Another sigh. "Very well, Brother." She smiled. "Thank you." |
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| New Resident en route (locked to listed people) |
[Jul. 3rd, 2010|06:03 pm] |
(locked to: ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) kryptonite_al, say_once_more, father_lucifer, light_of_day, johnyangryjohny and other residents of Apartment 3/4)
Al escorted Delilah home with a German Catholic priest in tow. This hadn't been his idea, but unfortunately, it would seem his sister-in-law knew little or nothing of the religious stance on relationships like his brother's with Alfons back in Germany, and seemed quite oblivious that she was inviting home a potential powder keg. But she'd spoken up before he could say anything, and he couldn't quite take back her offer to bring him here so he might secure lodging, not without sounding like a royal asshole in the process.
That was something his brother was better at anyway, so he'd let Ed handle this if it became a problem.
They walked around to the office entrance, where he expected to see his brother and Riza. Well, he did see his brother and Riza...just... not the brother he was expecting.
"New potential resident," he announced as he stepped in ahead of Delilah and the priest. He hoped Riza could interpret the 'well aw shit' look he briefly shot her at that. |
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[Jun. 19th, 2010|07:13 pm] |
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Sarah PINs in directly from the question area to her apartment, taking several minutes to have a very quiet and very, very needed freak out. After about ten minutes she knocks on the door to her homunculus fiancee's apartment, finally calm enough to hopefully not make him freak out any more than he already will at this news.
Oh God oh God oh God whyyyyyyy. |
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| Newcomers, newcomers |
[Dec. 6th, 2009|11:36 pm] |
So things have gotten exciting around the Elric apartments again. Or at least around the clinic, and Edward swears someday he will get a new building up for the clinic's exclusive use. Just... he has to figure out whether he'll contact the Gate about repairing his heart or not. He really needs to do that someday.
But in the meantime, he's got a new resident that's there for the duration of his treatment under Winry and Russell's practiced care, and there's also a new alt who's going to be staying at the clinic for awhile until she recovers from her surgery enough to either go home- assuming they find her portal before that- or to a place of her own while she waits.
Of course, Edward doesn't know about that second new sorta-resident yet. He's about to, as the phone to the home line rings. Caller ID says "Russell Tringham - Cell," which tells him there's something up at the clinic. Edward grabs the extension, waving off his little brother who'd started to reach for it first. "Hey, Tringham, what'd you need?" |
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| Locked to...the landlord? IDK. |
[Oct. 28th, 2009|10:26 pm] |
It had taken a few days to try and figure out how to phrase her new-found information, but Sarah had come up with a...hopefully non-panic-inducing explanation as to how she found this out. She tapes an envelope to the door of apartment 3/4 with 'RENT' written on the front. It does indeed have a check inside for the next month's rent, but there is also a note in there as well, hopefully only to be seen by Edward.
Ed-
I found out a little more about your heart problem. It looks like there's no mortal way to reverse the damage, since...scar tissue sucks and is a sucky thing. (Yes, this seems pretty damn obvious when writing it out, but apparently there's not even going to be a magical alternative, so.) Obviously seriously more powerful beings would be willing to fix it, but I've been told that that's not where I'm to poke my nose in on your behalf, so I'm letting you know and decide from here.
The two alts that asked for a doll said they'd be willing to help, and considering that the cost of this info changed from a red stone to a home for a cat a dead Al left behind I don't think they want to do something horrible to you in return.
-Sarah
P.S.: please for the love of God don't yell at me for this
That done, she knocks and hi-tails it back to her apartment before anyone can nab her. |
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