[Action] Backdated to the 2nd

[vermified]

[So a few hours after this little mess happens, the village signposts are very much in disarray. Either they've been flung around and broken or left on the side of the path, pointing in any direction they like. Normally this would not be a problem

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[moezuo]

[ eventually. eventually. shizuo will be making his way through the plaza, a bent signpost in one hand. he's not going to stay long - he wouldn't even be doing this]

I think this one went here. [ and he jams it in.

it's bent.

... welp. it's pointing skyward now. ]

[vermified]

[Edward lifts his head, watching Shizuo set the signpost in place. ...It's not facing the right direction.

Something's not right here. 8|]

Hey, you there! What are you doing!?

[moezuo]

[ eh? shizuo turns slightly, glancing at the - well. that was certainly a lot of blue... come to think of it, a lot of people here had really strange outfits.

he jerks a thumb toward the sign. ]

Puttin' it back.

[vermified]

That's not what I mean! Are you responsible for the state of the village signs?

[And why the heck can't you put it back properly!?]

[flicker_flash]

[...well, there's something you don't see every day. Naked knights crashing through into the living room.

And she thought she was the only person who came through the roof. She certainly makes a lot less mess, though. Really, Edward.]

[vermified]

[Edward is going to be rather dazed for a while, so pardon his half-unconscious twitching self for a while.

And hey, at least he has underwear.]

[flicker_flash]

[Well, there is that. No trauma today. |Db After a few seconds, it occurs to Katie that wasn't exactly a safe landing and she'll cast a small, looming shadow over Edward.]

Are you all right?

[vermified]

[Well no, he's not alright. He's got one hell of a headache, and it's awfully breezy on parts that ought not be that way.

...Wait a minute. Cracking an eye open now.]

...Katie?

[cruxofapotter]

[It hasn't been the best of weeks, so Harry has been brooding out on the porch of House 26. It takes him a little bit to notice Edward, but hey, it's a familiar face.]

What are you doing on this end of town?

[vermified]

[Bwuh? Oh, hey, he knows that guy.]

Oh, I- ...nothing. Just sitting.

[Well. He's lost, but he's not about to freely admit that right now.]

[cruxofapotter]

[Harry's not sure he buys that.]

Kind of an odd place to sit, I think. There's not as much this side of town.

[vermified]

P... perhaps I like the scenery. [He's a little indignant about it, though it's mostly because he's pretty much caught. Almost caught, anyway.]

[hazelrink]

[Charlotte's actually way out in the farmland, surveying it and also going to try ti pet the farm animals a little because... well, because. She thought it sounded like a cute idea.

And then a man in armor walks by. She turns to him, curiously- oh! The one who made her the earrings]

Edward?

[vermified]

[Edward pauses, glancing back at her call. He'd been so lost in thought that he hadn't even recognized her at first.]

Oh, Miss Charlotte. Good afternoon.

[hazelrink]

Good afternoon! Are you here to inspect the farms too?

[Because she can't think of another particularly good reason for someone to be out here]

[vermified]

Farms? [Edward pauses, glancing around. They have farms? ...Oh, right. Leftover from the whole... family thing. Huh.] Is that all there is to be found this way?

[Why does he have a feeling he's going the wrong direction again?]

[chaincutter]

[Sometime after Edward's first trip through the roof (honestly, it's always something in this house, isn't it?) Sigmund will be taking a nice hot shower. The roof will get itself. He's not even going to bother. Sometimes Luceti is enough to make him miss the Order. But not now. No, now he is just relaxing under the nice... hot... water...]

[vermified]

[Okay so after his encounter with Shizuo, and the subsequent into-the-roof launch, Edward is rather miffed. You can't just go around punching people like that! So he gets dressed, dashing out to confront that bastard.

And shortly thereafter he's flying naked in the air again, with the words, "I HATE VIOLENCE!" ringing in his ears, and as he starts to drop, Edward can't help but think that maybe that bastard should just be left alone.

That was all the time he had to think before he crashed through the roof - again - and landed in a different room altogether. Hello again, sweet concussion. And is that... water...?]

[chaincutter]

[What's the proper response when the ceiling and 180 lbs of fanboy come down around your head while you're in the shower? Is it SCREAM?

Yeah. He's going with SCREAM.]

[vermified]

[The scream is both a wake-up call and a dizzying source of more pain, so it is with a great groan and grimace that Edward lifts his head, one hand shifting to press against his temple. It's around then that he notices the source of the scream- namely, a very wet and naked redhead who had broken his fall.

.....

and he'd recognize that redhead anywhere, any time, any day, even when he's flat on his back and only half-visible through the steam and the bleary eyes of a man who needs ten pounds of ice on his head.

He just landed on Lord Sigmund in the shower.

Stammering apologizes that sound perfectly clear in his mind but probably just end up making him look like a blubbering idiot, he attempts to get off and out of the tub, in the process slipping, tumbling head over heels, and smacking his head on the lip of the toilet. Still blubbering. Now bleeding.

Worst. Day. Ever.]