Winry Rockbell

[Today during the storm you can catch Winry in one of two places. Sometime after lunch she can be found in the smithy taking a nap on Sokka's spiffy couch. She was up all night last night, so some sleep is nice. She might wake up in a bit to help any New Feathers acquire their weapons or work on her own little projects. However after a few hours of that she'll head home early.
The second place is at House Twenty-three. If you walk down the path to C6 you can see her at her bedroom window. She may look bored, but she's thinking. Thinking like she had been all night. Her breath fogs up the glass, and occasionally she'll draw little numbers and letters that may make no sense. But for her they are compositions of alloys and percentages of the different metals. Finally she'll do what she had been thinking about for the better part of two days. She opens her journal, and begins to write:]


[Filtered from Selim Bradley/Pride + B3 Filter | 90 100%]

Residents of Luceti I have some information I think you all should know. Not too long ago a little boy named Selim Bradley from my world arrived.

But he's not just a little boy. He is a homunculus that goes by the name of Pride. Some of you may remember this from [...] Some of you may remember Ed's announcement about him when Pride first left Luceti. He's still pretending to be an innocent child, so I suspect he doesn't know we're aware of what he really is. I caution whoever encounters him. He may look sweet, but I've met homunculi before, and they are dangerous. Apparently last time he was here he hurt people, and threatened them.

Do not try to confront him. Homunculi from my world can be killed multiple times and not die. Pride will be staying in house twenty-three for those of you who want to avoid him.

[It's windy today. The day before was overcast. Winry's glad it isn't raining. She heads toward the smithy, but bypasses that to head up toward where the Hanami was. The girl knows the trees are most likely done blooming, but she didn't want to head toward the lake. Once at her final destination she'll observe the trees a bit before writing in her journal.]

To those of you in the draft, how are you holding up?

[Filtered to Raine: 75%]
Miss Raine? I'd like to take some healing lessons, if you would be so kind as to teach me. And maybe learn a bit more about magicless medical techniques if you know about that, too.
[/Filter]

[Filtered to Haruki: 80%]
If you're not busy I'd like to meet with you today.
[/Filter]

[Stay occupied, stay occupied. Desperately Winry's been trying to throw herself so far into her work so that she may forget about everything. Normally this isn't hard, but a handful of things have been weighing heavily on her lately. Between Ed's announcement about Pride, Donatello's odd behavior, and her attempts to ignore the war, this girl has started to become a bit of a wreck. While working on that lock for Batman, she ended up burning herself when she tried to handle metal that she didn't allow to cool long enough. Late at night she'll give this public voice:]

When would you consider experimental science to be taken too far? Where's the line?
( Action - For you smithy go-ers )

I wonder... I know a lot of people want to go home, but who would rather go to a world someone else is from?

[The Batman Filter - 86%]
Your first order is finished. When and where do you want to pick them up?
[/End Filter]

[Today Winry is at the smithy. She doesn't seem to be doing much of anything but keeping herself busy today. Polishing already made works, cleaning and organizing tools... Sokka, if you're around she'll want to talk to you about her working schedule. If Raph is around he'll notice a few things missing. Do you enjoy a game of hide-and-go-seek?]
[Anyone else is welcome to bother her for commissions or to ask about picking up new feather weaponry.]

[The Batman Filter 86% Unhackable]
(She was unable to reproduce the 100% unhackable filter properly)

Sir, I finished a prototype. I'd like you to test it out before I make the rest... [By the word 'rest' she seems to have become distracted by something. There's a soft 'thunk' as she puts down the batarang on her desk.]


You're back. Come and get me. [There are unsettling sounds of a struggle that eventually give way to silence as normal.]

(ooc: RL has been gnawing at my ankle, so I decided to give in before losing a foot. Winry's mallynapped because she's my biggest tempt for tags. Simba will be around, and I'll finish any ongoing threads. A-also I couldn't find a plausible reason to just... end the filter.)

I know this might sound silly, but has anyone seen a small toy mouse around? I seem to have lost the one I made. If you find it, could you please bring to me? I'll be at the smithy until sundown.
( Directed, but not filtered, to: Haruki, Turtles, and James )