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Array 111 [Voice]

Oct 03, 2009 18:49

[Automatic recorded reply to any incoming messages to Al's PCD on October 3rd]

You've reached the PCD of Alphonse Elric. I'm sorry, but I will be unreachable today. If I'm needed, please leave a message, and I'll get back to you after midnight or on the fourth. Thanks, everyone. I hope you have a great day.

[ooc; Backdated to earlier because I ( Read more... )

edward elric, october 3rd 1910, brothers elric, never forget, memories

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motherofalchemy October 4 2009, 03:36:34 UTC

You two be careful...

OOC: She'll be waiting for them for when they get home the next day. She'll have accidentally fallen asleep on an armchair while staying up waiting for them. Mama doesn't do many all nighters~

Offline bloodseal_soul October 4 2009, 03:38:08 UTC

[Have a gentle hand on her shoulder, shaking her softly awake sometime past midnight.]

Mom... mom?

Offline motherofalchemy October 4 2009, 03:49:46 UTC

[Her eyes flutter open and it takes a few seconds for her vision to clear fully. Trisha smiles and sits up fully in the chair. She places the book that was lying in her lap that she had been reading (or trying to read as she passed the time waiting for her boys) to the side so that it does not fall to the ground]

Welcome home, Al. Are you alright? You and your brother didn't get yourselves hurt, did you?

Offline bloodseal_soul October 4 2009, 04:02:03 UTC

We're fine, we just took a day. We just got in. Sorry to worry you.

[His hands settle on hers, cupping them. When did he get so big?]

It's getting cold...

Offline motherofalchemy October 4 2009, 04:25:12 UTC

It's fine. As long as you're safe that's all that matters.

[She holds hands for a moment before giving them a quick squeeze with her smaller hands (it was only a year ago when she could fit both of her son's hands in her own). She then stands up from the chair and offers her son a smile]

It's that time of the year, I guess. How about I make us some hot chocolate before we go to bed to warm us up?

Offline bloodseal_soul October 4 2009, 04:33:26 UTC

[Her hands were always so soft, even if they grew from warm to cool, from strong to shivering. They were always soft and gentle.

Give him a moment, and then he winds his arms around her for a close hug.]

That would be wonderful.

Offline motherofalchemy October 4 2009, 04:47:05 UTC

[She returns the hug and places a kiss on his cheek]

Alright! Let's go make it then.

[She holds onto his hand and leads him into the kitchen. She starts getting out the few ingredients she needs.]

Could you get me out a pan, please?

Offline bloodseal_soul October 4 2009, 04:49:43 UTC

[The memories are so close, so precious. There were nights when he couldn't sleep, and she'd get up just to make him hot chocolate. He doesn't have to climb on things to get the pans now.]

Here you go.

[He holds it out, by the handle. That same beaming smile.]

Offline motherofalchemy October 4 2009, 05:05:29 UTC

Thank you dear.

[She places the pan on top of the stove and she finishes setting out what she needs. She breaks up the chocolate that she got out and then, once she's finished with that, she gets out the milk and pours about two cups into the pan. She then adds the chocolate and some sugar to the mix and turns on the stove and lets it simmer. She begins to hum softly as the liquid comes to a boil and then she adds a bit more milk. After another moment or so, she turns the stove off.]

[She grabs the glasses that she got out earlier and carefully pours the hot chocolate into them. She finishes and holds out the steaming glass of hot chocolate to her son.]

Here you go, Al. Be careful not to burn yourself.

[She knows he knows better than that...but it's her motherly instinct just to remind him]

Offline bloodseal_soul October 4 2009, 05:13:34 UTC

[Al's too old to cling to her skirt and lean sleepily against her leg while she cooks, thumb in his mouth, so he just stands next to her, a hand at the small of her back, eyes closed and face relaxed as he takes in the sounds, the smells, the warmth of the stove and the feel of being loved.

He chuckles as he takes the mug, sitting down at the table, hands cupped around the warm mug. He blows gently to cool it, then grins.]

... I remember when you'd do this when I had a bad dream.

Offline motherofalchemy October 4 2009, 06:22:13 UTC

[Trisha picks up her own mug, sits down next to Al at the table, and gently blows over the surface before taking a sip of the hot chocolate. She smiles at the memories that Al brought up]

I remember those nights. It wouldn't take long for you to drift to sleep after you had some hot chocolate. I had to carry you to bed most of the time because you fell asleep right at the kitchen table right next to your mug.

[She laughs at the memory]

You were so adorable back then, Alphonse.

Offline bloodseal_soul October 4 2009, 06:52:06 UTC

[Al takes a sip when it hits just the right temperature. Hot, sweet, just like his memories. He has to swallow back a lump in his throat that isn't from the drink, but he grins until his face hurts.]

Yeah, and when you lay me down, you'd kiss my forehead and touch my cheek. Every time... the same way.

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