lucetilogs | HEY JULIE

Who: ALL THE PARTY-GOERS? And of course the

im_the_cute_one.
What: Miu's birthday party!
When: Starting specifically at about 2PM but it should last until night-fall ish so show up whenever.
Where: The lot behind the Brigade HQ (so just off town square)
Summary: Miu announced her birthday, Haruki made a party happen, and now it's time for the main event!
Rating:

[Okay, so there's been a bit of spitting rain all day, big deal. It's still time for a party and Haruki wasn't going to let that ruin Miu's birthday. Just in case the rain picks up any he's taken the liberty (or rather forced the Brigade to, if you're a member feel free to assume he forced this on you) of setting up several large tents over the area he's designed for the festivities.

And what it is. A table or two with food and cake (again, feel free to assume he twisted you arm for it, but he probably made some himself too), a table for people to get presents up and going, a little make-shift throne he made for Miu herself if she wants it, and plenty of room to talk and dance and such if wanted. And why dance, you ask?

Because he also had people set up that stage that Mitsuru made for when his Brigade put on a play. In case Miichan wanted to do a live concert for her fans. Yes, everything seems to be in order and he's proud for it too.]

[Of course, this is all threadjack style, so anyone can reply whenever they want and to whoever they want and such. Once Miu gets p her thread for receiving presents I'll link it up here but feel free to mingle among yourselves and enjoy the shindig and such.

EDIT: Miu's Thread and Her Concert.]

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Are you one of his "rivals"?

Edited 2010-09-10 01:36 (UTC)

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Why don't you ask him?

...Oh. Well. He's not -

I think he's greeting people. Why, you don't know?

It's complicated.

Okay, I'll ask him.

[he's not sure if this is a victory or a sign of impending danger.

either way, it's time to steer the conversation somewhere else.]

Haruki-kun said you used to make prosthetics.

Yes, it was my job back home. Although I was still an apprentice then.

That's still impressive.

Thanks.

Um, what did you do? Back home?

[he shrugs lightly.] Just went to school.

Oh.

[Oh, Winry. There's no need to feel bad.]

I didn't know what I wanted to be, yet. But it sounds like you do.

It wasn't hard for me. Kind of a family business thing.

So your parents taught you?

No, my grandmother did.

So it's a long tradition.

Yes! Going all the way back to my Great-Grandfather's generation!

What do you build them out of? Plastic?

No. They're made out of steel, iron, and a multitude of different alloys.

...That sounds heavy.

They are, but not too much so! The metal is in the plates, wires, and skeleton. Automail prosthetic limbs aren't solid metal. The inside needs room for the wires that connect to the port, which connects to the nerves.