Two kids and an apple pie, [Incomplete]
Characters: Alphonse Elric and Nataku!
Setting: Blue Kitchen
Time: Day 004, mid afternoon. LOL backlog. :|
Summary: Alphonse and Nataku get a more proper meeting and a chance to talk~
Warnings: N/A
Alphonse had spent all day in various places, with various people, and it was...tiring, to be honest. It was far past lunch time, by now, he felt (though he realized that was a weird way to think of time, considering the unusual way it worked in this place, anyway), and, to him, that meant he needed to eat again. That, of course, was why he was making his way into the kitchen - to get something to eat before...
What would he do, after? He'd been exploring all day, trying to find out where more people he recognized were, and, honestly, trying to find something to do. He'd heard comments about this house being full of children...but it was anything but child friendly. The nights were terrifying, and the days were filled with little to occupy them - or him, at least. For the most part, there was at least talking and exploring, but he found he could only do so much of that, especially this day.
He let out a soft sigh as he entered the kitchen, fully intent on just worrying about getting something to eat. He could worry about what came next, later.
Setting: Blue Kitchen
Time: Day 004, mid afternoon. LOL backlog. :|
Summary: Alphonse and Nataku get a more proper meeting and a chance to talk~
Warnings: N/A
Alphonse had spent all day in various places, with various people, and it was...tiring, to be honest. It was far past lunch time, by now, he felt (though he realized that was a weird way to think of time, considering the unusual way it worked in this place, anyway), and, to him, that meant he needed to eat again. That, of course, was why he was making his way into the kitchen - to get something to eat before...
What would he do, after? He'd been exploring all day, trying to find out where more people he recognized were, and, honestly, trying to find something to do. He'd heard comments about this house being full of children...but it was anything but child friendly. The nights were terrifying, and the days were filled with little to occupy them - or him, at least. For the most part, there was at least talking and exploring, but he found he could only do so much of that, especially this day.
He let out a soft sigh as he entered the kitchen, fully intent on just worrying about getting something to eat. He could worry about what came next, later.