lucetilogs | The Breeze in Your Hair and the Sand Between Your Feet

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The Breeze in Your Hair and the Sand Between Your Feet

Who: Open to FMA crew + Haruhi, and Sokka (Later on?)
What: Beach party + Camping/Sailing for the teens
When: 16 (Start) → 20 (Return for the teens)
Where: Beach!
Summary: An outing to the beach!
Rating: PG-13 (Shouldn't get worse than that, though?)

While Ed is cooperating and the weather is pleasant a decision is made to go to the beach and have some fun! This will work similar to a mass action log, and y'all can create and reply to threads as you see fit.

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He's always been a year younger than Ed. He should be turning fifteen soon.

But the last one here, he was older than me, wasn't he?

I don't know. He was eighteen maybe? I'm not sure.

Exactly, and that's the Al I know better.

So you don't like them, huh?

I never said that! I just said it's weird.

Well it was weird for me to know the Al you knew. He wasn't exactly... mine.

Yeah, you've told me about that before now. [But that Al was... her Al.]

Do you know in his world he and Ed went to Germany? I... I don't think they ever came back to Amestris.

[She glances over now. ...Oh, no, she did not know that]

Really.

That's the impression I got from what he told me.

Oh. [...That sucks. That's terrible. Part of her, some hidden part, disappointed this Winry couldn't be that one so she could love her unconditionally, but that is quickly pushed aside in favor of reaching a hand out to take one of Winry's]

But... I guess as long as their together I should be happy - or the other me should be happy.

[What the hell. No. No you shouldn't. That's bullshit. All sort of thoughts of that nature roar in Haruhi's head but. But Winry probably doesn't need to hear that and she certainly doesn't need to make a scene with the boys in question so close at hand. In the end, she just bites her lip, though the hand now holding Winry's balls into a fist as she glares at the fire]

Yeah, maybe so.

[It's still bullshit. You still shouldn't say that's okay. She can tell every day how much you adore them and that they're here. She hisses a little to herself]