The Breeze in Your Hair and the Sand Between Your Feet

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

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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[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

I know. Elicia's told me some things. It's nice to know there's something good to go back to.

[automailed]

Yeah. [He's quiet for a moment, brows furrowing.] She said... Al gets his body back. I haven't told him yet, though...

[It's not like it isn't good news, but... there are different worlds, different timelines, if what people keep saying is true. The fact that there was an Alphonse from another world is proof enough of that. What if there's more than just too? What if there's one where he fails? So many possibilities, and he can't bear to disappoint Al like that...

Determination is one thing, but there's also being reckless. If they assume they're going to win, won't that just make them careless?]

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

I knew it! I knew you could do it, that's great!

[automailed]

[jkdhskfjdsf splutter. That was unexpected.]

H-hey! I haven't even done it yet!

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

But you have! To Elicia you have! She's from our future. When she told me about - I just had to check, and she's from our world!

[automailed]

...She is, for sure? How do you know?

[What if- that alternate world is hers, or there's another, or- there's so many what-ifs to consider now...]

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

I asked her questions, and her answers matched up to my memories. And she never said anything about you and Al going to Germany, so that's a plus.

[automailed]

...Good. I don't like the thought of that happening. [His voice is laced with a bit of anger at that; he'd really like to give that alternate self of his a punch for leaving everyone behind like that. Did they even manage to save Amestris like that? And what does that mean about the Gate of Truth? He's been there, and there's nothing on the other side of those doors but cruelty and loss.]

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

Me either.

So just one more day. It'll be great when we can go back.

[automailed]

[Edward mulls over that for a moment, brows furrowed, looking deep in thought. It's not like he feels particularly obligated to get back to work, but... it's been niggling at him for the last few days. Was he really that anxious to go back...? For Al's sake, yeah, but if alchemy worked the same way here, couldn't he figure out a way to fix him here anyway? Why was he suddenly feeling these doubts?]

Winry... you do want to go home, right?

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

O-of course I do, why are you asking?

[automailed]

I don't know. [Just this weird hunch.] You seem really happy here. And even with what's happened, it seems safer than Amestris.

[It's not like he'd want her to stay, but it's not like he could drag her away from Luceti unwillingly, either.]

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

Ed, don't be an idiot! I love my friends here, yes, but my family is back home. You're back home. I can't just... give you and Al up!

[automailed]

I-I never said you should! I was just asking!

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

I can't deny that... that I thought about how nice it would be to keep the people I grew to love here around, but home is - it's where I belong. Everyone goes home eventually anyway. It's just a matter of time.

[automailed]

...Yeah. And I can't just sit around waiting for whoever's running this place to send us back. I want us all to go together.

[Including Hughes. Even if he doesn't blame Ed and Al for his death, that guilt is still there. If they can fix what happened...]

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

Ed, I...

[automailed]

What is it?

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

No, it can wait. At least until after the weekend.

[automailed]

Uh, okay. [If you say so :| She's lucky he's still in full-blown chillax mode.]

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

If you ask about it after the weekend I promise to tell you, okay?

[automailed]

Yeah, fine. [Even if he'll probably forget. Lots on his mind post-experiment and all that. He stands up, brushing a bit of water off and offering out a hand to her.] Come on, we should dry off before I start rusting right here in the water.

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I wouldn't want my work to go to waste.

[automailed]

[He pulls her up with a grin, then pokes around in the water with a foot to retrieve his sandals. They'd sort of shuffled off during the splashfight.]

I wouldn't want that, either. This automail's the best I've ever had.

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

Oh come on. One day when I finish my apprenticeship I'll make you automail that's at least ten times better.