OCTOBER CATCH ALL

[heart_wrenching]

WHO: Winry... and also other people???
WHERE: Vork residence, around De Chima
WHEN: Through October
WHAT: Several toplevels, some open
WARNINGS: none expected, will edit as needed

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[Residence kitchen]

[heart_wrenching]

[ DID YOU KNOW THAT IN THE FAR FUTURE OF 2016 YOU CAN JUST HAVE HALF COCOA HALF COFFEE WHENEVER YOU WANT?????? its fucking incredible, and so just about any time day or night you can catch Winry carefully measuring and mixing chocolate sauce and cream into the coffee that's always brewing. ]

[jacksonian]

[ Mark wanders in late one night. His head is slightly lowered, and he doesn't greet Winry; he's clearly in one of his shy moods. ]

[heart_wrenching]

[ Hmm, in a quiet way, huh? But the question is, is it shyness or sourness. Well, she'll take a risk on it being the former. ]



Up late, or early?

[jacksonian]

Huh?

[ He looks up, uncertain. Then he looks down again. ]

Oh. Uh - late. What about you?

[heart_wrenching]

Ah, well, I meant to just take a nap, but that was six hours ago, so . . .

[jacksonian]

Oh. It's nice when that happens.

[heart_wrenching]

As long as I don't have any appointments, sure.

De Chima Library - So open

[heart_wrenching]

[ Reading on a screen was all well and good, but sometimes you just want to touch pages. And sometimes you want to take those pages home and write all over them and destroy them. So she's been at the copy machine for god-knows-how-long. The pile of books she's done with suggests it's been quite a while already. At least she's steadily feeding quarters into the thing, but maybe someone else wants a turn? ]

[fullmetalbrat]

[Ed's been sitting at a nearby table jotting notes down on his own printouts. Or, rather, he had been. Now he's sitting with his chin propped up in one hand, watching Winry monopolize the copy machine while he debates quietly with himself.

...and finally,] Hey, Winry.

[heart_wrenching]

Huh?

[fullmetalbrat]

We should go on a date.

[heart_wrenching]

A d-da-


Ah, really?

[fullmetalbrat]

Well, I mean—y-yeah? That's...that's what people do when they're dating, so! We should!

[heart_wrenching]

Of course! Right! I just... wasn't sure you'd ask...

[RESIDENCE KITCHEN, PART 2]

[heart_wrenching]

[ Whoever you are, whenever you go to the kitchen, whatever you were actually trying to get, when you open the cabinet there is a large varmint, with its fat little hands in a bag of cheesy snacks, whiskers already stained orange.


It stares at you for a long, flat moment. ]


This... isn't what it looks like.

[fullmetalbrat]

[Ed, being a very cool almost adult, definitely did not yelp in surprise when he opened the cabinet.]

—Winry?!

[heart_wrenching]

Yes. So just. Shhh. Stop shouting.

[fullmetalbrat]

Why are you... Couldn't you just take it down to your workshop?

[heart_wrenching]

Well, yeah, but...

[fullmetalbrat]

But what?

[He reaches in to pick her up by her scruff.]

You're making a mess!

[dendarii]

[ In this case ... there's a bird neck deep in a bag of cereal at 3 AM, with a cheerio-esque ring of carbohydrates planted squarely on his head. He just sort of stares back at Winry for a moment in shared guilt. ]

Er. I won't ask if you don't?

[heart_wrenching]

. . . can birds of prey even eat that??

[dendarii]

That's a question. I'm considering our agreement null and void.

[ He huffs a bit and settles back down into it, eying her cheesy little paws. ]

But - my bird brain finds them tasty, so I can only assume they are edible. Yes.

[heart_wrenching]

What? No! I un-ask.

[dendarii]

Too late. The question has been answered. What are you doing here?