001 - Accidental Video

[capuletnomore]

[The picture shakes violently as it comes on, and glimpses of a tear-stained young lady with long blonde hair can occasionally be seen in the image. The occasional sob or hiccup comes in the first few moments, then the picture falls to an image of lovely fabric, and the girl's voice can be heard, raw from crying and shouting.]Nanny! Nanny, where

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[saintedsinner]

-=Crying, simpering girl.=-

What are you cryin' for?

[capuletnomore]

[Another one? How are there multiple pictures? There can't be. And they're no one she knows. Why would she see images of strangers? And this one is rude. She purses her lips.]

I've found myself alone in an odd place without my family or my husband. I would think that reason enough to be upset.

[saintedsinner]

-=Why the hell do girls have to be so... girly.=-

Yeah? Crying ain't going to change things. So I got the first time you're looking for this Romeo. Who are you?

[capuletnomore]

[She narrows her eyes at him.]

Perhaps it won't, but rudeness will not gain a person anything either. I see enough of that at home to know.

I am Juliet Montague. And you, sir?

[saintedsinner]

And yet I'm getting all these tears. I'm just a lucky sort of guy like that. -=He'll roll his eyes at her. Nicely.=- Grying never got anyone anywhere, either. Just fake sympathy.

Ed Elric. Never heard of a Romeo around here. You're in Adstringendum now.

[capuletnomore]

They are not directed at you, Mr. Elric. Until people began speaking to me, I had little idea this was more than a trinket. Had I realized strangers could see me, I would not have been so free with my emotions.

So I have been told, on both accounts. Would you happen to know how I came to be in such a place?

[saintedsinner]

-=Vulnerability in secret was never a good thing either.=-

....

Well, it's a toss up between scientific intervention and the damned Animus.

[capuletnomore]

Scientific...something man-made could have stolen me from Verona and brought me here? I've been told this place is more advanced than home, but to such a degree....

What exactly is the Animus? My Latin from church tells me you mean a spirit of some sort, but surely that cannot be right.

[saintedsinner]

They call themselves... whatever it is. Others here call them spirits, and so far--since we haven't actually seen one, I guess the definition still holds.

[capuletnomore]

I'd more easily believe spirits have brought me here than something made by man. Even so, whatever has done it must be very powerful and influential, and very clever. I was cloistered in my room before I found myself in this place. I had locked my balcony doors, and no man would have been able to access my room without first encountering my father or my nanny.

[saintedsinner]

...Your nanny? How old are you?

[capuletnomore]

Sixteen. It's quite common for ladies my age to have a nanny. Mother has a household to run; she can't be bothered with every little thing I might need.

[saintedsinner]

You're awfully.... young. -=How the hell does he word that.=-

I was out in the military and my childhood friend was out making a life for her own at that time. -=Basically: Nannies are for little kids=-

[capuletnomore]

I'm old enough to marry, sir.

[Well, young men are different. It makes sense for them to be out and doing such things at that...wait. He said "she" regarding his friend.]

You and I must come from very different lands if ladies have to make a life for themselves. Or do you mean she was already married and running her own household by sixteen? If that is the case, then we are not so different. The only difference is that the circumstances of my marriage have to be handled...delicately.

[saintedsinner]

Yeah, different places alright. -=what the hell type of backwards world did she come from?=-

No. Winry's running a business. Her business. And what the hell's so wrong on your world that marriage is some eggshell? My parents weren't even on the registry and they were fine.

-=Well. No. They weren't fine, but he wasn't going to say that.=-

[capuletnomore]

A business?! [The only sort of women who have businesses in Verona are those sorts of women.]

It isn't all marriages that need to be handled so delicately. Just mine. It's - my parents would not approve of my choice of husband. They wished me to marry Count Paris. I chose a different man.