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Now 3AM is gone [Active/Closed]

Mar 25, 2009 23:54

Characters: Lorenzo Belli, ChibiChibi, Fletcher Tringham, maybe Alphonse Elric?
Setting: Small Library
Time: Day 008, dawn/very, very early morning
Summary: Lorenzo and Alphonse are in the library, ChibiChibi and Fletcher appear!
Warnings: None.

( Along with where there's nothing wrong. )

lorenzo belli (haunting ground), alphonse elric (fullmetal alchemist), !incomplete, chibichibi (sailor moon), fletcher tringham (fullmetal alchemist), !day 008

Comments 14

flowing_alchemy March 26 2009, 11:23:10 UTC

Alphonse, too, would admit that the time was strange. Seeing it jump by so many hours...he wasn't sure if that sort of thing happened any more than he had seen it, considering his previous lack of sight, but it was strange (and maybe a little bit unsettling) nonetheless. Not a big deal, he guessed, but still... He didn't like how gloomy it was, either, and the fact that it practically still looked like it was night out made him want to just...stay curled up in his room for a long while, where it was safe and warm. It was somewhat awkward to be there, considering what had happened, but...at least it was clean again, now, it seemed, anyway. He could have also done without the noise, too, but even that was something he'd grown mostly used to in his stay here, day or not, so he wasn't too worried about it. It'd never been exactly harmful before ( ... )

teenytiny_bunny March 28 2009, 21:02:11 UTC

Peering around Fletcher's legs warily, she kept her grip on his hand as she looked at the two new people. Well, one of them was an adult... Perhaps if ChibiChibi could articulate her questions, or at least find some way to ask, he or the younger one could maybe tell her something useful. Fletcher's reveal that none of them could leave was handy, but it was one puzzle piece in a rather empty board.

She didn't like how Fletcher had stopped short at the sight of them, however, and was wondering exactly how much they could be trusted. Looking back up at the other child, the pink haired girl continued to look between the strangers and the boy that had led her here, expression a mixed of confused and comically thoughtful. Hrm... For now, she stuck close to Fletcher, neither letting go of his hand, or wandering closer to the other two. It would be best to wait and see what would happen, for now.

returntoyouth March 31 2009, 10:41:05 UTC

"Let's go, then," Lorenzo responded simply as he began to walk away from the bookcase and towards the door, quickly catching sight of the the blond boy from before - the one who had claimed to be Alphonse - and the considerably younger, pink-haired girl that was with him. She didn't look to be more than two, maybe three years old, something that led him to quirk a brow. It seemed strange to think of the house drawing in someone so young, but then the rhyme and reason behind the house's drawing in it's residents remained unknown to all of them. There was obviously something and it obviously intended to keep them alive, but that, too, was something that he couldn't pin down ( ... )

flowing_alchemy March 31 2009, 22:20:10 UTC

"All right, then." Alphonse agreed, nodding his head. He held the books of his own choosing close to him as he followed after, before stopping a bit short, and blinking a bit at the two new people who had arrived in the library. Children, actually, the oldest of the two a few years younger than himself, and the younger a small girl who looked...far too young for the house. He couldn't help but feel something like pity for her, immediately on sight, but he was equally distracted by the boy with her. He looked...more than a little familiar. Was that - that was...a boy from his own world, one he hadn't seen in years. Fletcher? He wanted to say something, but refrained for the moment ( ... )

Half assed phone tag ahoy teenytiny_bunny April 2 2009, 21:38:01 UTC

Looking up at Fletcher in surprise as he started backing up, ChibiChibi's eyes widened as he mentioned leaving. Leaving!? He was going to leave a (supposed) two year old with complete strangers to simply escape from whatever was making him obviously uncomfortable? How... how... cowardly! If the presence of these two made him want to leave, then why did he think it was such a good idea to leave her!?

Brow furrowing as she frowned up at Fletcher, the pink haired girl surprisingly did not burst into tears. Instead she latched onto one of Fletcher's legs with as much of a death grip as her form could manage, an idea of refusing to let go already in her mind.