[...What is that lovely smell wafting out from the kitchen of House #23? There's a freshly baked apple pie sitting on the kitchen table. And there was Selim, looking pretty proud of himself. As he takes a seat at the table, he stares absently out the open window. His journal was one and he opens it. Thinking thoughtfully for a moment, he stares at ( Read more... )

[There's a lot of moving around today inside House #23. Selim was rummaging through books after books that he could find in the house. It was pouring rain today, so he couldn't really walk to the library to find whatever he's looking for. After a while, he ends up giving up and flops down at a table in the kitchen, journal on hand]

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Miss Winry? I made something for you. Oh and Nana-

...!?

[There's the sound of a commotion as someone or something barges into Selim's room, and Selim struggling against whomever the intruders were]

Who are you!? [A sound of something crashing was heard] Fools! You think you can just take me-!? [Silence...and then footsteps receding. The ( Read more... )