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Time to make sure my aim hasn't gotten too rusty.
- Location:by the fountain
- Mood:
somewhat amused
[Screened to Rorschach]
[Written out here are several recipes that Maes used at the Tanabata festival, as promised. They're rather simple, really - his mun is just being lazy and not looking up what such recipes would look like. ^^;]
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Well, the festival and cookout was quite fun, I thought! And a lot of people liked it, so maybe I'll do another cookout sometime.
For the curious, the photographs that went around recently are of my beautiful daughter, Elysia. Doesn't seeing her adorable face just lift your spirits? And morale seemed rather low, so I figured I'd spread that cheer around. ^-^
In other news... people are being forced to tell the truth, it seems. Well, my big secret's been out in the open for a while now, so that's no problem for me.
- Location:Dor-Okto
- Mood:
calm
- Location:the Tanabata Festival
- Mood:
energetic
So anyway, I was thinking. All of those people made a lot of connections here, and a lot of people are going to be upset because they're gone now. So, we need something to boost morale - after all, we are at war, and an upset soldier isn't a soldier that's going to do well on the field of battle.
I propose we hold a massive cookout, where everyone can get together and get to know each other better. I'm even willing to cook all the meat, unless someone wants to help out with it.
Who's with me?
...In fact, I might do that anyway. ^^
- Location:out by the fountain
- Mood:
blank
Now, not only am I feeling really weird, but I can barely hold that for thirty seconds.
((ooc: Because of Yubel's soul draining effects, Maes' philosopher's stone - made of human souls - is being drained. He's not quite as lethargic as he could be, mostly because he's still got plenty of souls in there, but his homunculus traits aren't going to work well until his stone stops being drained.))
- Location:going out to the Park
- Mood:
curious
He's... better off back home
Hopefully he'll check up on Gracia and Elysia for me. Knowing him, he probably will at some point, but his life could get busy.
...I'm still sorry about that time, Roy.
((ooc: first strikes legible, second strikes illegible to the Envies))
- Location:Dor-Okto
- Mood:
depressed
Now, after a week of calm, I'm... shorter than I usually am.
This place is in a mood to be annoying this month, isn't it.
((ooc: Because Maes is a homunculus, I'm not sure exactly how it works, but being usually biologically in his 30s and in total 400+... his body is now biologically equivalent to that of a twelve-year-old. (Not that the icon shows it well, but I tried?) His personality is mostly intact, though more of his pride will be showing than he usually lets on.))
- Location:Dor-Okto
- Mood:
annoyed
So I'nm some kind of dragoln now.
I sup;pose it could be worse.
((ooc: Why yes, he's a human-sized Stardust Dragon plushie. Because I'm weird like that.))
- Location:Dor-Okto
- Mood:
blah
- Location:wandering
- Mood: annoyed
[as usual, screened from the Envies]
Dearest Elysia,
I miss you so much. I miss your smile, your endless energy, your laugh, your cuteness... everything about you. But most of all, I miss you. Photographs are wonderful, but they're no replacement.
I promise, when I return home - which I will, presumed dead or not - I'll bring you and Gracia out of the country. We'll leave Amestris together, start a new life where no one will find us unless we want them to. Until then, be strong and wait for me, okay?
Your loving father,
Maes Hughes
- Location:Dor-Okto
- Mood:
contemplative
All right, so now that I've
What exactly happened to one of the Alphonses?
- Location:the Park still
- Mood: curious
((ooc: strikes are unhackable to the Envies, barely readable if you squint and turn it twenty-seven-point-six degrees to the left otherwise. Resident psychics and those who can tell when there's a large concentration of souls in any given vicinity might notice Maes wandering the park invisibly until this is over, sticking to the foliage so that his not-so-invisible cuff isn't as obvious~))
- Location:Wandering
- Mood: blah
- Location:the Plaza still
- Mood: cheerful
This is getting more than worrisome. He never said anything in response to my last message, I haven't found a trace of him yet even though I've been looking all over the place, and yet we'd know if he'd been sent home...
Roy, where are you? If you can read this message, please respond somehow!
- Location:still searching around
- Mood: worried
[Screened to Roy // Left hackable to the skilled]
Hey, Roy. You all right? I haven't seen you around in a few days.
((ooc: strikes = thoughts))
- Location:Dor-Okto
- Mood: getting slightly worried
- Location:Sitting by the fountain
- Mood: blank
Oh well.
((ooc: Maes has disappeared with wave 4 of the evacuations.
Items he's bringing with him: his wallet stuffed with all of his photos of his family (including some undeveloped film of Elysia's party), his throwing knives, his cat plush named Solaris, his plush versions of Gracia and Elysia, and his Glaceon plush. The knives are inside their regular holder, strapped to his wrist, while his wallet is inside of his uniform jacket, but the plushes he's carrying.
Current physical state: still in the middle of regenerating his damaged arm - it's almost done - but otherwise fine
Current mental state: concerned, but otherwise fine
Oh, and the strikes were deleted in order to try not to worry Roy.))
- Location:disappeared
- Mood: blah
