[OPEN POST]

[seekinghome]

Who: Edward Elric and OPEN
Where: Anywhere in the building/on the main grounds
When: Friday, March 28th - Monday, March 31st
Rating: Who even knows. Possibly up to PG-13
Summary: Ed's noticed the invasion and is looking for people.
The Story:

It didn't take Ed long to notice that Wonderland was filling up on new people. He wasn't sure what exactly was going on, but he did notice that people were finding those they knew either from having been around before or from home.

Cue him wandering around to try to find anyone he'd know. He's hoping to find a familiar face or two that he met here in Wonderland, although someone from home would also be nice although he had no clue who he'd be willing to have Wonderland inflicted on.

In searching the crowd, he pauses from time to time to figure out if someone was from home or earlier in his stay.

Comments

[envy_the_sinners]

Scar had given up trying to conjure up a viable explanation within minutes of arriving here.

Wherever "here" was.

But a familiar, if not entirely friendly face, was indeed what Edward would be getting. The Ishbalan pushed through a sizable crowd when he zeroed in on the older Elric. What was he doing here...? And was he older? No, that was a foolish thought. Not possible.

"Edward." As per usual, there was nothing friendly in how Scar addressed the boy (young man?), but he also wasn't outwardly hostile, either.

[seekinghome]

He should have seen Ed when the Weeping Angels were aging up anyone that blinked in their presence. He looked like a younger version of his father.

Ed, as a matter of fact, did see him at about the same time Scar saw him and blinked at him owlishly. This was... not expected. Last time he saw Scar was in Liore. He wasn't even sure how to react. In fact, he may just say that out loud. "I have no idea how to react."

[envy_the_sinners]

"You could start by explaining." Still, that flat, unamused tone. The decor of this place was far from what Scar was used to seeing. The people were strange... All of this was strange.

And no, he definitely wasn't looking down at the boy as much anymore. What was going on?

[seekinghome]

Ed folds his arms across his chest. "Where we are, I assume? Place that pulls in people from different places and times. Most people here are from a planet called Earth from around oh, the year 2000 or so. Years in our world don't quite line up. We're about five years behind."

Now he gives Scar a level look. "What's the last thing you remember from back home?"

So Ed knows if he needs to worry about Scar trying to kick his ass or not.

[envy_the_sinners]

Scar's eyes narrow. He knows why the question was asked, so he leaves the mentioning of his death out of this.

"I am not here to kill you." It was good enough for Scar, it would be good enough for Ed, he decides. He glances briefly around the courtyard.

"I assume there was a recent... influx of people?"

[seekinghome]

He sees what you did there, but he lets it slide. "You assume right." He frowns a little. "I just realized that I could have worded something earlier better. By about five years behind for the people from around 2000, our, say, 1917 is equivalent to their 1923."

Ed also looks around. "It's not usually this big though, and I'm pretty sure it's related to something going on so you're... probably not going to stay."

[envy_the_sinners]

"How is that significant?" He wasn't being difficult; it was an honest question. People mostly pulled from the distant future, plus them? And what of the year discrepancies?

"And how long have you been here?" If time was out of whack...

[seekinghome]

"All I'm saying is try not to blow up the microwave in the kitchen like some guy from the 1700's did." In other words, plenty of advanced technology around.

Ed takes a moment to count up the months. "I've been here for about ten months at this point. My birthday was a couple months ago, so I'm nineteen now. Not that I look a bit different from when I first arrived, because we don't age here."

[envy_the_sinners]

Micro... what? Never mind. What he said afterward was far more interesting.

"Last I saw you, you were sixteen." Sixteen, right? The boy had become a State Alchemist when he was twelve, if Scar was counting correctly.

[imperialshadow]

Lan Fan had gone into stealth mode almost as soon as she found herself in Wonderland, sneaking around trying to find something or someone familiar to help explain why she was here. And here she seems to have found that familiar someone, although he's become much...taller. Older? Even still, it is unmistakably him.

There isn't much warning before Lan Fan appears at Edward's side, mask still in place. "Edward, is the young master here?"

[seekinghome]

"Jesus Christ!" Ed spins to look at Lan Fan, his heart in his throat. He could have done without the person appearing out of fucking nowhere. "Who the hell are you?"

[imperialshadow]

A kunai appears in her hand purely out of instinct, and she steps back quickly with a worried frown. "Who--I'm Lan Fan, you know me! We just fought Pride together!"

[seekinghome]

"..." Ed pinches the bridge of his nose. "Ling's told me about you during one of the times when it was him out and about instead of Greed. We're not from the same world. I never heard of either of you until I ended up here."

[imperialshadow]

She frowns, shaking her head. "Different--what? What are you talking about?"

[seekinghome]

"Greed's father doesn't exist in my world, for one. The homunculii have different origins. And since Father doesn't exist back home, his big plan hasn't been going on for centuries."

[imperialshadow]

Lan Fan stares at Ed, not sure what to make of this. "But...you are still you, even if you are taller. And--you said the young master and Greed are here?"

[seekinghome]

TWITCH. "Yeah, I'm still me. Stuff like histories are different, and I've got a pretty good grasp of the differences because of talking with Greed. He doesn't think much of the homunculii from my world since they've got different origins."

[hands4healing]

This place was huge. Winry was disappointed there weren't any immediate signs of mechanical influence, but still, there was really good food, and some really good drinks.

And Edward was being a jerk, but that was something she was used to. Besides, this drink was helping with that.

[seekinghome]

Meanwhile, here's the Real Edward, with his own drink in hand. He pauses a moment to blink at Winry and try to decide if she was real or his imagination. "Winry?"

[hands4healing]

She turns around, hearing her name. And blinks a couple of times, seeing Edward again. "I thought you were busy in the library." She takes a drink from her glass. It's some sort of green liquid. Tastes good, and sweet, and Winry's pretty sure she's going to have a hangover tomorrow, regardless.

[seekinghome]

"...I haven't been in the library yet today," Ed says carefully. "Are you sure it was me you saw?"

Although Ed's pretty damn sure he knows exactly who she met.

[hands4healing]

Winry stops, and thinks about it for a second. "You told me Envy's dead. Is it...alive here?" It might explain a few things.

[seekinghome]

"Looks like you're from Greed's world, because I told you no such thing. No, he's not Envy. Uh, see where there's usually mirrors that are down, allowing access to the other side of the mansion? He's the version of me that lives over there. We call them Mirrors because their personalities are flipped from the originals."

He shifts uncomfortably. "He and his Al hate each other and are quite willing to kill the other." Just to show how different that Edward was.

[hands4healing]

"Greed's world?" Winry wrinkles her nose, not understanding that at all. Then again, mirrors giving people a way to get to another side of a building, that's pretty weird, too.

"So, there's two of you," she says. "And two Als?"

[seekinghome]

"Yeah. There's two of everybody here." Then he frowns. "Might not be a Mirror version of the current influx of people. Considering the way this is happening, I'm not sure all the new arrivals are going to stay. In which case, I doubt the Queen of Hearts is going to bother making more Mirrors."