[Okay, some Orders of Business before she starts Winry Day. She picks up the journal to contact the following people:]

Includes → TMNT Crew sans Karai; Legato, Vash; and Sokka | All 96% Unhackable )

[And now for something a little more open:] What's everyone looking forward to with Spring and warmer weather on our doorstep?

[With that done she'll head over Haruhi's place for Winry Day. It's overcast, but that's never stopped them before.

ooc: This is forward dated to the early afternoon of Sunday. Also Winry doesn't know Legato was mallynapped.]
[Everyone seemed so down by the draft, but Winry just couldn't be. You have to have faith in your fellow Lucetians, right? Surely they are skilled enough. They have to be. She believes in them. Honestly her bright outlook comes from the understanding that Haruhi and she have come to about their relationship. Everything seem to fit. Everything seemed to be in its place. No more wondering about what kind of awkward could slip in and break apart their bond. No more. Now she felt closer than ever, and she couldn't feel better.

So today, with her oozing good feelings all over the place, she'll be getting a few things done:
→ Jack Sparrow will be visited by his boat at the lake, and she'll have the vest he ordered.
→ House 55 will get a few knocks on their door. She needs to apologize to Raphael after all.
→ House 46 will also be dropped in on. She needs to settle things with Terry. If he's not there? Or if he's sleeping in? Well. There's always some other day.

Finally she can be caught at the smithy or between her visits. It must be odd to see one girl smile so much in the face of the looming fight.]
[Early afternoon on December the eleventh. Winry's second birthday in Luceti. No party though because it was simpler that way. Not many people knew anyway, did they? Eighteen now, Winry. Time flies, doesn't it? And as you grow and change He stays the same. Get up and go to work Winry. No excuses girl. It's not snowing, although there are leftovers from the day before. Winry trudges through the snow, making her way to the smithy. Feel free to catch her while she makes her trip to work, or while she's there.

Later in the day she makes a voice post:]


Has this place changed any of you? So much so that if a friend from home were to arrive it might be weird?

Filtered 86% ; Contains Minato, Isamu, Raphael )
[Properly dated to today / Monday after her talk with Keiichi.

Screaming can be heard from the lake. Not screams of help, but shouts of anger. A whole lot of noise is being made from one girl. If one sees her they'll notice her rage is also being taken out in the form of skipping - well no - chucking rocks into the lake. Sooner or later Winry's energy will wear thin, but for now she feels the need to vent.]


How dare you, you liar! [splash!] You said you wouldn't leave! You told me!

[Tears stream down her face as she picks up another rock. Anyone is welcome to find her to yell at her for disturbing the peace, or even just watch her fall apart. She'll mostly be there all day and start walking to House 23 by sundown.]
I was expecting to be dressed in a costume not of my choosing, but is it too much to ask for something practical? I have work to do! Long flowing sleeves is hazardous, and I can't even take them off. The hair arrangement is out of this world, too.

[Some may find her sitting in a creepy, gnarled, wooden bench outside of the smithy. Avoiding the cobwebs that hang from both sides of the ends, Winry sits smack dab in the middle. She wears this get up, looking all too unhappy about it. Go ahead and bother her.]
[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.
[Filtered from: Haruki, Raphael, Donatello, and Sokka | 86%]

If you loved someone, and you were apart from them for a long time, how long would you wait?

[Filtered to Hughes | 89%]

Can I talk to you? It's kind of important.

[/Filters]


[For those of you who are out at night, you might find Winry sitting (or in the process of climbing up) on the rooftop of House #23 when the sun falls. She watches the stars, as if waiting for one to fall and grace her with a wish. Or maybe they'd gather together, and spell out for her an answer from the heavens. ]
[Winry's up by those Sakura trees again, trying to contact Nala now that everything is... not quite normal, but settled down. However she's still having trouble. Why won't that spirit talk to her?! Maybe Nala is still recovering from all the Doomsday crap Luceti was put through. But still! It's been a few days now! Why was Winry being ignored!? She was told Nala was supposed to be easy to talk to! Frustrated the girl finds a small rock. She kicks it, and it goes flying. Off to where? She doesn't know or care at the moment. If you're passing by that area it might just hit you on the head, so watch out!
She'll pace between these trees before whipping out her journal and making a voice post.]


Has anyone else had trouble contacting the Spirits since the earthquake?

Oh, and Miss Celty! Your bike is finished. You may pick it up at the smithy, although I'm not there today. I left it leaning on the couch if you stop by there.

[Also later in the day she'll stop by House 55, and peek through a window to check on the guys. She hasn't seen any of them since before the quake, and she's worried. But at the same time she doesn't want to bother them. If something was up they'd let her know... right?]

(ooc: AU info can be found here, and will be replying with [livejournal.com profile] asimplereason  )
[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 )
[After a few days of shutting herself in her room, and trying to figure out if the Closed Space was all just a dream, Winry can be found not at the smithy --no, she's too afraid to check up on it just yet-- but at the front of house 23. In shorts and and sports bra, (this sans the baseball equipment) she pulls the weeds out of her strawberry garden.

It's a hot day out in Luceti today, and Winry's left her hose on and unraveled as well. Feel free to bother her about that.]
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.]
[Today is a beautiful day! Well, aside from the cold snap, everything is normal. The sun is out, residents are doing their best to handle the next experiment, and awkwardness ensues. Yep! Just a normal day in Luceti.]
[However what isn't normal is that you can't find Winry in the smithy today. Instead if you pass by house 23, one will be able to catch Haruki Suzumiya and Winry Rockbell together. It's nothing scandalous, to assure you. They're merely taking the patch of lawn in front of the house and turning it into garden! Feel to bother the two while they get their hands dirty. Heaven knows they should never have any time alone.]

(ooc: Threads will most likely go Your Character - Winry - Haruki. Unless otherwise specified in the subject heading.)
[The rain puts a damper on Winry's plans. She had intended to spread out a blanket, and eat outside the smithy during her lunch break today. Instead she stays inside, sitting by the couch. She welcomes all who come in, whether they be costumers, or just seeking refuge from the rain. In front of her she has a sandwich, and a juice box.]

[But that's just the pleasant part. If one enters the smithy they'll first hear her humming merrily. Though once they see her they might be surprised. Winry is covered in her own blood as she rips into her left forearm with a screwdriver. The girl tears through skin and muscle while she 'works.' If her arm was a prosthetic, this is how she'd be working on it. Alas, it's still only flesh.]

(ooc: TL;DR She's mutilating herself. Have fun!)
[It's dark, and Winry is disoriented. The Malnosso have dropped her off. The girl doesn't recognize the forest at night, and is a little terrified. She's been avoiding being out at night, and now she's smack dab in the middle of it.

She backs herself up against a tree. Feeling nauseous, she decides she'll try and get back to the house when it's safe light out she feels better.]
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 )

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