3/12/08 // T!Ed and OOC!Psiren
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omg_fmaWho: OOC!Psiren and T!Ed
When: 3/12/08
Rating: PG (I'm going to ignore some swearing in the non-dialogue)
Category: Misc. Happenings
Summary: T!Ed pays Clara a visit. Hugging, crying, wanting to cry, Clara comforting T!Ed, T!Ed comforting Clara, mild amounts of destruction, and aeronautical adventures are included. Angela does some mild editing well after the fact to avoid the embarrassment of the characters upon reaching their destination.
T!Ed: *hobbles out of the cab with Katrinelje in her carrier, glancing back with a sigh at Clarence and William the Bloody in their own and really hating life right now; says a few words to the driver before heading up to the front door, setting Kat down and ringing the bell, fidgeting nervously*
OOC!Psiren: *has returned to the house after making a trip to see Ren earlier in the day and not finding him, and wandering around town for a while... wanted to escape the crowds but is now pacing restlessly... goes to answer the door* .............................Edward? *shock*
T!Ed: *had kind of prepared himself for the Claramunculus, but it still comes as a surprise* Er, hi... *smiles wanly*
OOC!Psiren: Is it- are you-? *thinks she must be hallucinating... or wait, ghosts actually do exist, don't they?... reaches out to touch his face, half expecting her fingers to go right through his cheek*
T!Ed: It's really me, Clara. *blinks back tears, smiling a little more* Can I -- would you mind giving me a hand with my things?
OOC!Psiren: You- Edward-! *wraps him in a fierce hug* Oh my dear Lord, praise His name in heaven- I never thought I'd see you again, never-!
T!Ed: *clings to her tightly, breaking down into sobs* H-he killed me, Clara! He killed me..! I thought -- I n-never thought he would..!
OOC!Psiren: *wants to cry, and realizes with a painful shock that she can't... settles for holding him tighter and is suddenly aware of how fragile he is... is veeeeery careful not to squeeze too hard* I know, I know, I'm so sorry, Edward, I'm so sorry....
T!Ed: *notices the tighter grip with some mild discomfort, though doesn't say anything on it, gasping breath between sobs and shaking* He... I loved him and he..! I can't -- I can't go back to my old home, I can't stay there... I can't, I can't!
OOC!Psiren: Shhhh, Edward, it's okay... you're always welcome here, it's okay....
T!Ed: I'm... I'm really s-scared he's going to come back. I went to the apartment and he was g-gone and so were all of his papers, but what if he..?
OOC!Psiren: He's... he's been a little... he's been very odd since... since you died. I... maybe he.... *gasps, realizing belatedly with a painful shock that Edward is here because he is the human Lust would be, and probably isn't staying* ...Edward, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry... oh, I really missed you, things have been so horrible....
T!Ed: *hugs her more tightly, fighting back a fresh wave of tears, expression pained* ...I-I heard there's a homunculus of me...
OOC!Psiren: *hesitates, then nods against his shoulder*
T!Ed: *sort of collapses with a little whimpery noise, feeling sick* Why would he..?
OOC!Psiren: *holds his weight easily* ...He claimed that you asked him to... honestly, though... he's crazy, Edward, he's gone completely mad... there's something broken and I don't know how to fix it....
T!Ed: Don't bother... I-I don't want to see him again, I don't want to be near him, I just can't...
OOC!Psiren: *sighs* Fair enough. Don't worry about it. Just- don't worry about it. You don't have to see him if you don't want to. *kisses the top of his head, stroking his back*
T!Ed: I... Can I come inside..? I need to sit down, I need to stop thinking about it... *pulls away a little in order to rub his eyes, distracted by Kat's indignant mewing from inside the pet carrier*
OOC!Psiren: Yes, yes, of course... can you make it alright by yourself? I can take care of the rest.... *keeps one hand on him for support*
T!Ed: *nods slowly, gripping his crutch* I can help with my bags... William and Clarence are still in the cab.
OOC!Psiren: No no, Edward, you sit down, I've got everything, okay? *tries to herd him gently into the house*
T!Ed: *is effectively herded, drained from everything's that happened today and collapses in a nearby chair* Thank you...
OOC!Psiren: *smiles happily, if crookedly* You're a million times welcome, Edward. *sets Kat's carrier in the house, opening it so she can come out, then closes the door and goes to get the rest of the stuff*
OOC!Psiren: *pulls some cash out of her boot to pay the cabbie, then grabs all of Ed's bags, being careful not to jostle the pets... carries the bags back to the house, managing not to drop anything as she lets herself in the door*
OOC!Psiren: First floor rooms okay, Edward? So you don't have to climb the stairs? Or would proximity to people be better?
T!Ed: *pets a skittish Kat as she passes by before burying his face in his hands, trying to blot out everything until he hears Clara return, looking up at her tiredly* Ahm, first floor rooms are fine, thank you. Are you sure you don't mind me being here..? I'm -- I'm really kind of worried he might come back and what if he hurts you too..? *worries at his bottom lip, brow furrowed in a frown*
OOC!Psiren: *sets the baggage down temporarily, going to kneel next to Edward's chair* I want you here, Edward. ...He won't hurt me. And... he won't even know you're here. Don't fret yourself, everything's fine now.
T!Ed: *nods mutely, hesitating a moment before throwing arms around her shoulders, pulling her into a tight hug and letting out a soft, hysterical laugh* It feels like I haven't been anywhere, but I miss you all so much.
OOC!Psiren: *closes her eyes, wrapping her arms around him* ...There's no passage of time, and yet... some part of you knows that you've been gone.... *speaking quietly* ...I was dead for a time. Not as long as you. It's horrible, Edward. It's awful. I'm so sorry. ...I thought of you every day.
T!Ed: *looks at her in shock* When did you..? *softens a bit* You really did? You thought of me everyday..?
OOC!Psiren: ...October. In... in hell. I came back when things went back to normal. *nods* ...I really did. Every day, Edward, all the time. All the time.... *sighs shakily*
T!Ed: *nods slowly* I can still feel where he touched my neck. It wasn't my fault Clara, I swear! I cheated on him, but it wasn't my fault; it wasn't me! *looking at her pleadingly, silently begging for her to believe him*
OOC!Psiren: I know. I know. You were someone else. *looks into his eyes, petting his hair*
T!Ed: *believes her, giving her shoulders a tight squeeze before letting his arms go limp, curled up in the chair and exhausted by this point, rubbing at his eyes a moment* ...What was the homunculus of myself like..? *kind of wants to know what the answer to this is and kind of doesn't*
OOC!Psiren: In a nutshell? ...Not very friendly.
T!Ed: Why am I not surprised..? *chuckles humorlessly*
OOC!Psiren: *doesn't really want to tell him, but doesn't want him to be surprised, either* ...There were incidents between him... and Hei, and your double... um, both your doubles. The three of them tried to kill him. Hei got banged up a bit. ...Edward Heiderich lost an arm. ...But he's okay, he's alright other than that...
T!Ed: .............Wait, what? He did what? Are you sure they're going to be okay? Where are they? *looks at her in shock, hesitant to ask his next question* Is that... all he's done, or is that just the tip of the iceberg?
OOC!Psiren: *sighs* This was a few weeks ago. Hei's fine... I haven't seen him today. Edward was at the hospital... but now he's a homunculus... like me, like everyone... so he's wandering around somewhere. ...Still missing the arm. *shakes her head* That's the worst of it. ...Well. As far as the people I know.
T!Ed: I can't... I can't think about this right now, oh god. I can't believe it.
OOC!Psiren: I'm sorry. I'm really sorry, Edward. It's not your fault, so don't think that it is. He's not you, you're not responsible.
T!Ed: I know, but... *shakes his head, looking over to William and Clarence* I should get them settled. I should lie down. I should do something.
OOC!Psiren: *nods* Sure, sure. Whatever you need. I'll get your things into your room... are you hungry? Thirsty? *is feeling more like herself than she has all day*
T!Ed: I... Yeah, actually. Both. ...It's weird, but I'm craving real food and not stones, you know? And would you like me to help with anything..?
OOC!Psiren: ...Why don't you get your pets settled? ...I don't think they like me very much.... *actually, can tell that they don't... goes to pick up his non-living belongings* ...I'll see you in the kitchen?
T!Ed: *laughs a little* Thank you. *takes up his crutch, getting William first and following Clara to one of the bedrooms before going back for Clarence, who is quite happily running circles around his enclosure*
OOC!Psiren: *sets Edward's stuff down and heads for the kitchen, pausing in the foyer, shaking her head at Clarence* ...Edward, is there anything in particular you might want to eat or drink?
T!Ed: *pauses in his trek, contemplating this* ...Cookies? *silly grin*
OOC!Psiren: I don't have any on hand... but I will happily bake you some. *beams, happier than she's probably ever been at this prospect*
T!Ed: *laughs* Thank you so much. On real food, though, baked chiken? Maybe mashed potatoes? I'm more than willing to help out. ...I didn't realize how hungry I am.
OOC!Psiren: You sure you want to wait that long? It'll take some time to make... actually, you know, I think I've got some leftover chicken in the fridge....
T!Ed: Honestly, anything is fine with me right now. I am kind of happy to be back, all things considered. *smiles, heading off to deposit Clarence and meandering back out*
OOC!Psiren: Alright, let's see what we can do.... *heads for the kitchen, rummaging in the fridge* The chicken's cold, but I can warm it up for you, if you'd like....
T!Ed: That's alright. *leans against one of the counters, out of Clara's way* Is there anything you'd like me to do?
OOC!Psiren: ...Do you still want mashed potatoes?
T!Ed: Um... No, it's alright. It sounds like it might be more trouble than it's worth right now. Hmm... Are there any other leftovers?
OOC!Psiren: *takes another look* ...Hmm... there's some stuffing... turkey soup... pie....
T!Ed: *mm, piiieee* Stuffing and pie sound good. Really good~
OOC!Psiren: Alright, cold chicken and stuffing and pie it is! *gets these things out of the fridge* It's cherry pie, from the preserves I made in the summer... cherry pie good?
T!Ed: Any pie is good~ *smiles, moving over to get the tea kettle and filling it with water, heating it up on the stove*
OOC!Psiren: This is true~! *puts chicken and stuffing and pie on a plate and sets it on the table for him with some utensils* I'll get started on the cookies... oatmeal raisin, I presume?
T!Ed: You don't have to start on them now... *gives her a lame grin, eyeing the food and having to really restrain himself from shoveling it all in his face at once*
OOC!Psiren: Nonsense, it'll give me something to do... unless you prefer that I stare at you while you eat. *fixes an intense stare on him*
T!Ed: ...You may resume baking. *laughs, taking the water off the stove and pouring two cups of tea before sitting down, daintily eating. and by daintily, not shoving stuff into his face quickly, but a notch lower*
OOC!Psiren: ...I thought so~. *gets eggs and butter out of the fridge* ...Oh! Thank you for the tea, Edward. *smiles*
T!Ed: No problem~ And thank you for the food. *smiles brightly, feeling marginally better with the world with something in his stomach* So... out of curiosity... what's it like being a homunculus?
OOC!Psiren: You're welcome. *fetches white sugar, brown sugar, vanilla, flour, and baking soda* ...It's... it's very strange. Very very strange. My senses of hearing and smell are sharper... I'm stronger, and faster... I react very differently to things. It all feels so different, it's very distracting... I lose myself a little, sometimes.
T!Ed: *a little worried about the last part, but doesn't say anything on it, nodding* I got that when I was part homunculus, too. Er, though definitely not on that scale; I could only smell and hear things just slightly better. *chuckles, just a little darkly* It's weird with human senses again.
OOC!Psiren: *fetches cinnamon, salt, rolled oats, and raisins, then turns to look at him* ...It's so good to see you back to normal. It's so good to see you at all... this feels so surreal, you, in my kitchen, talking... I'm baking cookies... so strange, and yet... so natural. This is the way things should be. ...My being a homunculus aside.
T!Ed: *feeling silly for asking and very much like a child* ...Can things stay like this? Please?
OOC!Psiren: *turns away, looking at her hands on the counter* ...Well I'd really rather not stay a homunculus! *tries to sound light and humorous... her face, hidden from view, is a mask of pain*
T!Ed: Well, yeah, I mean as people, not homunculi... *keeping his eyes trained on his food, slowly taking a bite to keep himself occupied and not thinking about what he was*
OOC!Psiren: *swallows, looking at her hands* ...I don't know what's going to happen when this wears off.
T!Ed: I'd be dead again, wouldn't I? *bites his lip*
OOC!Psiren: ...I... I don't know. ...Probably, yeah. *grips the edge of the counter top tightly*
T!Ed: *swallows back tears* I figured as much.
OOC!Psiren: ...Anything can happen, Edward, anything can happen. ...Let's... let's just not think of- *accidentally splinters the edge of the countertop* O.O
T!Ed: *starts in surprise, nearly knocking his tea over* What in the world..? *looking at Clara, wide eyed and unable to see the splintered countertop*
OOC!Psiren: ...Oh dear! I- sorry, Edward, I didn't mean to- goodness! ...I broke my kitchen! *turns so the damage is visible*
T!Ed: Holy crap! *stares at the ruined counter* You want me to fix it, once my cast’s off? I can't really... *makes a sort of clapping motion, indicating where the plaster is hindering his palms touching*
OOC!Psiren: *staring at the damage, responds distractedly* ...Language, Edward.... *blinks* Oh, would you really? Thanks... um... you could draw an array still, maybe?
T!Ed: Oh, sorry... *sheepish grin, pausing a moment before it registers with his brain* ...Oh, yes. Yes, I can do that. Do you have any chalk around or something that you wouldn't mind my using on the surface of it?
OOC!Psiren: *laughs a little* I do, actually, yes, with my sewing things... give me a moment, I'll get some. *heads for the stairs*
T!Ed: *relocates himself to the counter side as Clara leaves, checking out the damage and letting out a low whistle, never thinking Clara had it in her*
OOC!Psiren: *after a minute, hustles back down the stairs, chalk in hand, and comes back to the kitchen* Here. *holds out the chalk, glancing at the countertop and looking embarrassed*
T!Ed: *takes the piece of chalk and sketches out a quick array, pocketing the writing utensil afterwards, mostly out of habit; presses his good hand to the array and transmutes the countertop perfectly back into its original form with a small, pleased hum*
OOC!Psiren: *that's okay, she has plenty* ...Thank you Edward, really... I... goodness... I guess I don't know my own strength!
T!Ed: *chuckles, sitting back down, nearly done eating* It's no problem. And don't worry about it. Not used to the form and all that.
OOC!Psiren: ...Obviously not! It's so strange... to be so strong... I feel I ought to be more fragile... my bones are hollow.... *says this last bit distractedly, noticing a sizable splinter at the base of one of her fingers... pulls it out, watching with fascination as she bleeds for half a second, then heals*
T!Ed: Er, your bones are hollow..? *gives her a strange look, fork halfway to his mouth*
OOC!Psiren: Hmmm? *tears her eyes away from her hand* ...Oh! Yes. I can fly. *demonstrates this by unfurling her "cloak" into gigantic bat-like wings, then goes back to staring at her hand*
T!Ed: ... *well, okay, then; is, actually, impressed by this, but the casual way she said that threw him off* ...I'm guessing that's your power?
OOC!Psiren: *forces herself to concentrate on something not her hand, putting it behind her back* ...Guess so, yeah. *laughs a little, sheepishly, her wings folding again and hooking closed at her throat*
T!Ed: ...That's so cool! *grins, watching as her wings close* You can actually fly with those? They support your weight, even with the hollow bones? *er, wait* ...I don't mean anything about your weight! I just mean people are big and wings and... yeah.
OOC!Psiren: *laughs* No offense taken. I can, though, I tried it out a bit earlier... I guess being really light and really strong and having really really big wings does the trick.
T!Ed: That's amazing, though! Would you mind demonstrating it later? I've never seen a homunculus with the power of flight, in all my time of dealing with them.
OOC!Psiren: *preens a little, tossing her hair* Sure, I suppose I don't mind... it is kind of neat. *knows it's damned impressive, actually*
T!Ed: I've always been fascinated by the powers, really. *finishes off the last of his meal, sipping at his tea*
OOC!Psiren: ...It's interesting, I suppose, how each homunculus is unique in that respect. ...I wonder what determines that? *looks around for her tea, having forgotten about it, and takes a sip*
T!Ed: *shrugs* I'm not sure. I've actually never known the other homunculi before they died, so I don't know if it was anything in that lifetime that determined it. ...Well, unless you want to count Darren, but I didn't know him very well.
OOC!Psiren: *looks into her teacup, frowning slightly* ...I can't think of anything about Darren that would suggest "shapeshifting" to me, particularly.... *stares into her teacup for a few more seconds, then takes another sip and sets the cup down, rummaging through her drawers and cupboards for baking materials*
T!Ed: I can't either, really. Unless, and I'm really digging here because I don't even know if it applies to the other Envies, it was because of his dad? You know, if he could shapeshift, he could have gotten away? Like I said, that's really digging, but... *shrugs again, contemplating his tea*
OOC!Psiren: *abruptly puts her elbows on the counter and her head in her hands* .........I think Darren's dead.
T!Ed: *looks at her in bewilderment* Why do you think that? He was fine last I saw? *still vaguely thinks he's in November rather than March*
OOC!Psiren: ...He disappeared a couple of weeks ago. Dimensional problems. I just worry- if he's gone home- I shouldn't even be thinking that, he could be anywhere, he could be back here tomorrow-
T!Ed: ...Oh... *bites his lip, not sure what to say* Clara... He's probably okay. I-I don't think he was near the age he was when -- *grits his teeth, holding back what he really wants to say about his ex-husband* -- Ren was killed.
OOC!Psiren: *stands, turning slightly, hugging herself and frowning at the floor* ...Do you know what age-? No, I don't even want to know. But I know- he said he was young.
T!Ed: I don't remember what age, but Ren and I talked about it, after Darren got here. He told me he still had a good few years before... *hesitates a second before getting up, hobbling over to Clara and wrapping her in a hug*
OOC!Psiren: *hugs him back, leaning her cheek against his hair* ...Really? *sighs* Then... not yet, maybe... assuming it's the same, I mean, I don't even know- I shouldn't think about it. ...He gave me flowers. On St. Valentine's Day.
T!Ed: Really. And he knows now, right? So he'll fight. He will. *hugs her tightly* Oh, Clara... I'm so sorry...
OOC!Psiren: I... I don't know, we never talked about it.... *sighs shakily, accepting the comfort* ...I want him to come back. ...I want everyone to come back. And I want them to stay. ...I want you to stay!
T!Ed: I'll stay as long as I can, I promise... *shifts uncomfortably, not sure himself even how long it'll be, but at least he'll be dead and won't know it, right?* Everything will sort itself out and be alright, eventually...
OOC!Psiren: *sighs* ...I hope so. Oh, I hope so. ...I can't cry. I don't know if it's because something inside of me is different, or maybe I just lack tear ducts... but I can't cry. ...It doesn't feel right.
T!Ed: In all the time I've been with -- with him, I've never seen him cry. I think it might just be a homunculus thing... *tries to herd her over to a chair, grabbing her cup tea to take with them*
OOC!Psiren: ...Yeah... don't eat, don't sleep, don't cry... what an awful existence. *sits* ...I'm sorry, Edward. I'm doing a terribly poor job of making you cookies.
T!Ed: Don't worry about the cookies. You're more important than cookies. ...But only by this much. *holds up about an inch between his fingers as he sits, forcing a devilish grin and hoping to cheer her up, even if it is marginally*
OOC!Psiren: *laughs a little* ...Glad to know I rate.
T!Ed: Yeah... So you know, it's hard to overcome cookies on my scale. So... be proud. *nods sagely* ...But is there anything I can do for you, anything at all?
OOC!Psiren: Oh... I am, believe me. *shakes her head, smiling a bit* It's good just... just talking. ...Thank you, Edward. You're very sweet. *smiles at him*
T!Ed: I try~ *smiles back* Why don't we do something today? Get out of the house for a bit?
OOC!Psiren: ...You feeling up to it? I mean, with the leg...?
T!Ed: I have my wheelchair, if it really comes down to it, so I'll be alright.
OOC!Psiren: ...If it really comes down to it, I could carry you. ...Do you have something in mind?
T!Ed: ...There is that, yes. *laughs* There's always the park? We could feed the ducks or something.
OOC!Psiren: ...Goodness, I haven't done that since- it's been months.
T!Ed: *grins* Neither have I, but for obvious reasons.
OOC!Psiren: ...Well. Let's do it, then.
T!Ed: Alright, let me go get my wheelchair. I'll be back in a second~ *grabs his crutch and lifts himself up, hobbling into his room and checking on William and Clarence a moment, making sure they have the necessities for the millionth time, and fetches his wheelchair, rolling back out to the kitchen*
OOC!Psiren: *finishes off her now lukewarm tea, stowing the eggs and butter back in the fridge for the time being and fetching some old bread... sighs, turning and smiling slightly as Edward rolls in* Alright. Shall we? ...I think I'll have to carry your wheelchair down the front steps. ......And to the park. Hope you're not afraid of heights? *grins a little*
T!Ed: .........Are you flying me to the park?
OOC!Psiren: *laughs* If you want to. ...It would save time and cab fare....
T!Ed: ...Yes. Please. *laughs* ...I miss flying. Remind me to get my ass in gear on building my airplane.
OOC!Psiren: *smiles slightly* ...I will. ...Alright then, right this way, good sir~! *leads the way to the door*
T!Ed: *rolls along after her, laughing* Why thank you, my good madam.
OOC!Psiren: *holds the door for him, impulsively sniffing the air and turning her head to catch sounds from the forest*
T!Ed: *raises his eyebrows but doesn't comment, heading out the door and looking around, interested in seeing how everything has changed now that spring is approaching*
OOC!Psiren: *satisfied that nothing is amiss, glances back down at Edward with a smile, closing the door behind him* I'll have to show you around the garden when we get back, maybe, I've planted a lot of new flowers.... *sets her hands on his wheelchair* ...Ready?
T!Ed: Oh, I'd love to see... *glances down at himself in the wheelchair, biting his lip* ...Yeah, I'm ready.
OOC!Psiren: Alright... hold on tight, I don't want you falling off. *lifts the chair effortlessly, then unfurls her gigantic fucking wings to their full gigantic fucking size, crouching slightly and springing into the air*
T!Ed: *clings to his fucking wheelchair for his fucking life, really, really wishing that he had brought a rope with him or something to keep himself in place, but also amazed as they take off, watching the road and trees pass by them below*
OOC!Psiren: *laughs, exhilarated to be in the air* Don't worry, Edward, I won't drop you! *heads for the park with great wing strokes*
T!Ed: I'm just... worried about slipping! *still holding on tightly as he leans his head over the front of the wheelchair in order to catch a better glimpse of the city*
OOC!Psiren: I'll catch you. But... um... try not to! *laughs again*
T!Ed: *laughs* I'll try. *leans back in the wheelchair, shutting his eyes and just enjoying the sensation of flying*
When: 3/12/08
Rating: PG (I'm going to ignore some swearing in the non-dialogue)
Category: Misc. Happenings
Summary: T!Ed pays Clara a visit. Hugging, crying, wanting to cry, Clara comforting T!Ed, T!Ed comforting Clara, mild amounts of destruction, and aeronautical adventures are included. Angela does some mild editing well after the fact to avoid the embarrassment of the characters upon reaching their destination.
T!Ed: *hobbles out of the cab with Katrinelje in her carrier, glancing back with a sigh at Clarence and William the Bloody in their own and really hating life right now; says a few words to the driver before heading up to the front door, setting Kat down and ringing the bell, fidgeting nervously*
OOC!Psiren: *has returned to the house after making a trip to see Ren earlier in the day and not finding him, and wandering around town for a while... wanted to escape the crowds but is now pacing restlessly... goes to answer the door* .............................Edward? *shock*
T!Ed: *had kind of prepared himself for the Claramunculus, but it still comes as a surprise* Er, hi... *smiles wanly*
OOC!Psiren: Is it- are you-? *thinks she must be hallucinating... or wait, ghosts actually do exist, don't they?... reaches out to touch his face, half expecting her fingers to go right through his cheek*
T!Ed: It's really me, Clara. *blinks back tears, smiling a little more* Can I -- would you mind giving me a hand with my things?
OOC!Psiren: You- Edward-! *wraps him in a fierce hug* Oh my dear Lord, praise His name in heaven- I never thought I'd see you again, never-!
T!Ed: *clings to her tightly, breaking down into sobs* H-he killed me, Clara! He killed me..! I thought -- I n-never thought he would..!
OOC!Psiren: *wants to cry, and realizes with a painful shock that she can't... settles for holding him tighter and is suddenly aware of how fragile he is... is veeeeery careful not to squeeze too hard* I know, I know, I'm so sorry, Edward, I'm so sorry....
T!Ed: *notices the tighter grip with some mild discomfort, though doesn't say anything on it, gasping breath between sobs and shaking* He... I loved him and he..! I can't -- I can't go back to my old home, I can't stay there... I can't, I can't!
OOC!Psiren: Shhhh, Edward, it's okay... you're always welcome here, it's okay....
T!Ed: I'm... I'm really s-scared he's going to come back. I went to the apartment and he was g-gone and so were all of his papers, but what if he..?
OOC!Psiren: He's... he's been a little... he's been very odd since... since you died. I... maybe he.... *gasps, realizing belatedly with a painful shock that Edward is here because he is the human Lust would be, and probably isn't staying* ...Edward, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry... oh, I really missed you, things have been so horrible....
T!Ed: *hugs her more tightly, fighting back a fresh wave of tears, expression pained* ...I-I heard there's a homunculus of me...
OOC!Psiren: *hesitates, then nods against his shoulder*
T!Ed: *sort of collapses with a little whimpery noise, feeling sick* Why would he..?
OOC!Psiren: *holds his weight easily* ...He claimed that you asked him to... honestly, though... he's crazy, Edward, he's gone completely mad... there's something broken and I don't know how to fix it....
T!Ed: Don't bother... I-I don't want to see him again, I don't want to be near him, I just can't...
OOC!Psiren: *sighs* Fair enough. Don't worry about it. Just- don't worry about it. You don't have to see him if you don't want to. *kisses the top of his head, stroking his back*
T!Ed: I... Can I come inside..? I need to sit down, I need to stop thinking about it... *pulls away a little in order to rub his eyes, distracted by Kat's indignant mewing from inside the pet carrier*
OOC!Psiren: Yes, yes, of course... can you make it alright by yourself? I can take care of the rest.... *keeps one hand on him for support*
T!Ed: *nods slowly, gripping his crutch* I can help with my bags... William and Clarence are still in the cab.
OOC!Psiren: No no, Edward, you sit down, I've got everything, okay? *tries to herd him gently into the house*
T!Ed: *is effectively herded, drained from everything's that happened today and collapses in a nearby chair* Thank you...
OOC!Psiren: *smiles happily, if crookedly* You're a million times welcome, Edward. *sets Kat's carrier in the house, opening it so she can come out, then closes the door and goes to get the rest of the stuff*
OOC!Psiren: *pulls some cash out of her boot to pay the cabbie, then grabs all of Ed's bags, being careful not to jostle the pets... carries the bags back to the house, managing not to drop anything as she lets herself in the door*
OOC!Psiren: First floor rooms okay, Edward? So you don't have to climb the stairs? Or would proximity to people be better?
T!Ed: *pets a skittish Kat as she passes by before burying his face in his hands, trying to blot out everything until he hears Clara return, looking up at her tiredly* Ahm, first floor rooms are fine, thank you. Are you sure you don't mind me being here..? I'm -- I'm really kind of worried he might come back and what if he hurts you too..? *worries at his bottom lip, brow furrowed in a frown*
OOC!Psiren: *sets the baggage down temporarily, going to kneel next to Edward's chair* I want you here, Edward. ...He won't hurt me. And... he won't even know you're here. Don't fret yourself, everything's fine now.
T!Ed: *nods mutely, hesitating a moment before throwing arms around her shoulders, pulling her into a tight hug and letting out a soft, hysterical laugh* It feels like I haven't been anywhere, but I miss you all so much.
OOC!Psiren: *closes her eyes, wrapping her arms around him* ...There's no passage of time, and yet... some part of you knows that you've been gone.... *speaking quietly* ...I was dead for a time. Not as long as you. It's horrible, Edward. It's awful. I'm so sorry. ...I thought of you every day.
T!Ed: *looks at her in shock* When did you..? *softens a bit* You really did? You thought of me everyday..?
OOC!Psiren: ...October. In... in hell. I came back when things went back to normal. *nods* ...I really did. Every day, Edward, all the time. All the time.... *sighs shakily*
T!Ed: *nods slowly* I can still feel where he touched my neck. It wasn't my fault Clara, I swear! I cheated on him, but it wasn't my fault; it wasn't me! *looking at her pleadingly, silently begging for her to believe him*
OOC!Psiren: I know. I know. You were someone else. *looks into his eyes, petting his hair*
T!Ed: *believes her, giving her shoulders a tight squeeze before letting his arms go limp, curled up in the chair and exhausted by this point, rubbing at his eyes a moment* ...What was the homunculus of myself like..? *kind of wants to know what the answer to this is and kind of doesn't*
OOC!Psiren: In a nutshell? ...Not very friendly.
T!Ed: Why am I not surprised..? *chuckles humorlessly*
OOC!Psiren: *doesn't really want to tell him, but doesn't want him to be surprised, either* ...There were incidents between him... and Hei, and your double... um, both your doubles. The three of them tried to kill him. Hei got banged up a bit. ...Edward Heiderich lost an arm. ...But he's okay, he's alright other than that...
T!Ed: .............Wait, what? He did what? Are you sure they're going to be okay? Where are they? *looks at her in shock, hesitant to ask his next question* Is that... all he's done, or is that just the tip of the iceberg?
OOC!Psiren: *sighs* This was a few weeks ago. Hei's fine... I haven't seen him today. Edward was at the hospital... but now he's a homunculus... like me, like everyone... so he's wandering around somewhere. ...Still missing the arm. *shakes her head* That's the worst of it. ...Well. As far as the people I know.
T!Ed: I can't... I can't think about this right now, oh god. I can't believe it.
OOC!Psiren: I'm sorry. I'm really sorry, Edward. It's not your fault, so don't think that it is. He's not you, you're not responsible.
T!Ed: I know, but... *shakes his head, looking over to William and Clarence* I should get them settled. I should lie down. I should do something.
OOC!Psiren: *nods* Sure, sure. Whatever you need. I'll get your things into your room... are you hungry? Thirsty? *is feeling more like herself than she has all day*
T!Ed: I... Yeah, actually. Both. ...It's weird, but I'm craving real food and not stones, you know? And would you like me to help with anything..?
OOC!Psiren: ...Why don't you get your pets settled? ...I don't think they like me very much.... *actually, can tell that they don't... goes to pick up his non-living belongings* ...I'll see you in the kitchen?
T!Ed: *laughs a little* Thank you. *takes up his crutch, getting William first and following Clara to one of the bedrooms before going back for Clarence, who is quite happily running circles around his enclosure*
OOC!Psiren: *sets Edward's stuff down and heads for the kitchen, pausing in the foyer, shaking her head at Clarence* ...Edward, is there anything in particular you might want to eat or drink?
T!Ed: *pauses in his trek, contemplating this* ...Cookies? *silly grin*
OOC!Psiren: I don't have any on hand... but I will happily bake you some. *beams, happier than she's probably ever been at this prospect*
T!Ed: *laughs* Thank you so much. On real food, though, baked chiken? Maybe mashed potatoes? I'm more than willing to help out. ...I didn't realize how hungry I am.
OOC!Psiren: You sure you want to wait that long? It'll take some time to make... actually, you know, I think I've got some leftover chicken in the fridge....
T!Ed: Honestly, anything is fine with me right now. I am kind of happy to be back, all things considered. *smiles, heading off to deposit Clarence and meandering back out*
OOC!Psiren: Alright, let's see what we can do.... *heads for the kitchen, rummaging in the fridge* The chicken's cold, but I can warm it up for you, if you'd like....
T!Ed: That's alright. *leans against one of the counters, out of Clara's way* Is there anything you'd like me to do?
OOC!Psiren: ...Do you still want mashed potatoes?
T!Ed: Um... No, it's alright. It sounds like it might be more trouble than it's worth right now. Hmm... Are there any other leftovers?
OOC!Psiren: *takes another look* ...Hmm... there's some stuffing... turkey soup... pie....
T!Ed: *mm, piiieee* Stuffing and pie sound good. Really good~
OOC!Psiren: Alright, cold chicken and stuffing and pie it is! *gets these things out of the fridge* It's cherry pie, from the preserves I made in the summer... cherry pie good?
T!Ed: Any pie is good~ *smiles, moving over to get the tea kettle and filling it with water, heating it up on the stove*
OOC!Psiren: This is true~! *puts chicken and stuffing and pie on a plate and sets it on the table for him with some utensils* I'll get started on the cookies... oatmeal raisin, I presume?
T!Ed: You don't have to start on them now... *gives her a lame grin, eyeing the food and having to really restrain himself from shoveling it all in his face at once*
OOC!Psiren: Nonsense, it'll give me something to do... unless you prefer that I stare at you while you eat. *fixes an intense stare on him*
T!Ed: ...You may resume baking. *laughs, taking the water off the stove and pouring two cups of tea before sitting down, daintily eating. and by daintily, not shoving stuff into his face quickly, but a notch lower*
OOC!Psiren: ...I thought so~. *gets eggs and butter out of the fridge* ...Oh! Thank you for the tea, Edward. *smiles*
T!Ed: No problem~ And thank you for the food. *smiles brightly, feeling marginally better with the world with something in his stomach* So... out of curiosity... what's it like being a homunculus?
OOC!Psiren: You're welcome. *fetches white sugar, brown sugar, vanilla, flour, and baking soda* ...It's... it's very strange. Very very strange. My senses of hearing and smell are sharper... I'm stronger, and faster... I react very differently to things. It all feels so different, it's very distracting... I lose myself a little, sometimes.
T!Ed: *a little worried about the last part, but doesn't say anything on it, nodding* I got that when I was part homunculus, too. Er, though definitely not on that scale; I could only smell and hear things just slightly better. *chuckles, just a little darkly* It's weird with human senses again.
OOC!Psiren: *fetches cinnamon, salt, rolled oats, and raisins, then turns to look at him* ...It's so good to see you back to normal. It's so good to see you at all... this feels so surreal, you, in my kitchen, talking... I'm baking cookies... so strange, and yet... so natural. This is the way things should be. ...My being a homunculus aside.
T!Ed: *feeling silly for asking and very much like a child* ...Can things stay like this? Please?
OOC!Psiren: *turns away, looking at her hands on the counter* ...Well I'd really rather not stay a homunculus! *tries to sound light and humorous... her face, hidden from view, is a mask of pain*
T!Ed: Well, yeah, I mean as people, not homunculi... *keeping his eyes trained on his food, slowly taking a bite to keep himself occupied and not thinking about what he was*
OOC!Psiren: *swallows, looking at her hands* ...I don't know what's going to happen when this wears off.
T!Ed: I'd be dead again, wouldn't I? *bites his lip*
OOC!Psiren: ...I... I don't know. ...Probably, yeah. *grips the edge of the counter top tightly*
T!Ed: *swallows back tears* I figured as much.
OOC!Psiren: ...Anything can happen, Edward, anything can happen. ...Let's... let's just not think of- *accidentally splinters the edge of the countertop* O.O
T!Ed: *starts in surprise, nearly knocking his tea over* What in the world..? *looking at Clara, wide eyed and unable to see the splintered countertop*
OOC!Psiren: ...Oh dear! I- sorry, Edward, I didn't mean to- goodness! ...I broke my kitchen! *turns so the damage is visible*
T!Ed: Holy crap! *stares at the ruined counter* You want me to fix it, once my cast’s off? I can't really... *makes a sort of clapping motion, indicating where the plaster is hindering his palms touching*
OOC!Psiren: *staring at the damage, responds distractedly* ...Language, Edward.... *blinks* Oh, would you really? Thanks... um... you could draw an array still, maybe?
T!Ed: Oh, sorry... *sheepish grin, pausing a moment before it registers with his brain* ...Oh, yes. Yes, I can do that. Do you have any chalk around or something that you wouldn't mind my using on the surface of it?
OOC!Psiren: *laughs a little* I do, actually, yes, with my sewing things... give me a moment, I'll get some. *heads for the stairs*
T!Ed: *relocates himself to the counter side as Clara leaves, checking out the damage and letting out a low whistle, never thinking Clara had it in her*
OOC!Psiren: *after a minute, hustles back down the stairs, chalk in hand, and comes back to the kitchen* Here. *holds out the chalk, glancing at the countertop and looking embarrassed*
T!Ed: *takes the piece of chalk and sketches out a quick array, pocketing the writing utensil afterwards, mostly out of habit; presses his good hand to the array and transmutes the countertop perfectly back into its original form with a small, pleased hum*
OOC!Psiren: *that's okay, she has plenty* ...Thank you Edward, really... I... goodness... I guess I don't know my own strength!
T!Ed: *chuckles, sitting back down, nearly done eating* It's no problem. And don't worry about it. Not used to the form and all that.
OOC!Psiren: ...Obviously not! It's so strange... to be so strong... I feel I ought to be more fragile... my bones are hollow.... *says this last bit distractedly, noticing a sizable splinter at the base of one of her fingers... pulls it out, watching with fascination as she bleeds for half a second, then heals*
T!Ed: Er, your bones are hollow..? *gives her a strange look, fork halfway to his mouth*
OOC!Psiren: Hmmm? *tears her eyes away from her hand* ...Oh! Yes. I can fly. *demonstrates this by unfurling her "cloak" into gigantic bat-like wings, then goes back to staring at her hand*
T!Ed: ... *well, okay, then; is, actually, impressed by this, but the casual way she said that threw him off* ...I'm guessing that's your power?
OOC!Psiren: *forces herself to concentrate on something not her hand, putting it behind her back* ...Guess so, yeah. *laughs a little, sheepishly, her wings folding again and hooking closed at her throat*
T!Ed: ...That's so cool! *grins, watching as her wings close* You can actually fly with those? They support your weight, even with the hollow bones? *er, wait* ...I don't mean anything about your weight! I just mean people are big and wings and... yeah.
OOC!Psiren: *laughs* No offense taken. I can, though, I tried it out a bit earlier... I guess being really light and really strong and having really really big wings does the trick.
T!Ed: That's amazing, though! Would you mind demonstrating it later? I've never seen a homunculus with the power of flight, in all my time of dealing with them.
OOC!Psiren: *preens a little, tossing her hair* Sure, I suppose I don't mind... it is kind of neat. *knows it's damned impressive, actually*
T!Ed: I've always been fascinated by the powers, really. *finishes off the last of his meal, sipping at his tea*
OOC!Psiren: ...It's interesting, I suppose, how each homunculus is unique in that respect. ...I wonder what determines that? *looks around for her tea, having forgotten about it, and takes a sip*
T!Ed: *shrugs* I'm not sure. I've actually never known the other homunculi before they died, so I don't know if it was anything in that lifetime that determined it. ...Well, unless you want to count Darren, but I didn't know him very well.
OOC!Psiren: *looks into her teacup, frowning slightly* ...I can't think of anything about Darren that would suggest "shapeshifting" to me, particularly.... *stares into her teacup for a few more seconds, then takes another sip and sets the cup down, rummaging through her drawers and cupboards for baking materials*
T!Ed: I can't either, really. Unless, and I'm really digging here because I don't even know if it applies to the other Envies, it was because of his dad? You know, if he could shapeshift, he could have gotten away? Like I said, that's really digging, but... *shrugs again, contemplating his tea*
OOC!Psiren: *abruptly puts her elbows on the counter and her head in her hands* .........I think Darren's dead.
T!Ed: *looks at her in bewilderment* Why do you think that? He was fine last I saw? *still vaguely thinks he's in November rather than March*
OOC!Psiren: ...He disappeared a couple of weeks ago. Dimensional problems. I just worry- if he's gone home- I shouldn't even be thinking that, he could be anywhere, he could be back here tomorrow-
T!Ed: ...Oh... *bites his lip, not sure what to say* Clara... He's probably okay. I-I don't think he was near the age he was when -- *grits his teeth, holding back what he really wants to say about his ex-husband* -- Ren was killed.
OOC!Psiren: *stands, turning slightly, hugging herself and frowning at the floor* ...Do you know what age-? No, I don't even want to know. But I know- he said he was young.
T!Ed: I don't remember what age, but Ren and I talked about it, after Darren got here. He told me he still had a good few years before... *hesitates a second before getting up, hobbling over to Clara and wrapping her in a hug*
OOC!Psiren: *hugs him back, leaning her cheek against his hair* ...Really? *sighs* Then... not yet, maybe... assuming it's the same, I mean, I don't even know- I shouldn't think about it. ...He gave me flowers. On St. Valentine's Day.
T!Ed: Really. And he knows now, right? So he'll fight. He will. *hugs her tightly* Oh, Clara... I'm so sorry...
OOC!Psiren: I... I don't know, we never talked about it.... *sighs shakily, accepting the comfort* ...I want him to come back. ...I want everyone to come back. And I want them to stay. ...I want you to stay!
T!Ed: I'll stay as long as I can, I promise... *shifts uncomfortably, not sure himself even how long it'll be, but at least he'll be dead and won't know it, right?* Everything will sort itself out and be alright, eventually...
OOC!Psiren: *sighs* ...I hope so. Oh, I hope so. ...I can't cry. I don't know if it's because something inside of me is different, or maybe I just lack tear ducts... but I can't cry. ...It doesn't feel right.
T!Ed: In all the time I've been with -- with him, I've never seen him cry. I think it might just be a homunculus thing... *tries to herd her over to a chair, grabbing her cup tea to take with them*
OOC!Psiren: ...Yeah... don't eat, don't sleep, don't cry... what an awful existence. *sits* ...I'm sorry, Edward. I'm doing a terribly poor job of making you cookies.
T!Ed: Don't worry about the cookies. You're more important than cookies. ...But only by this much. *holds up about an inch between his fingers as he sits, forcing a devilish grin and hoping to cheer her up, even if it is marginally*
OOC!Psiren: *laughs a little* ...Glad to know I rate.
T!Ed: Yeah... So you know, it's hard to overcome cookies on my scale. So... be proud. *nods sagely* ...But is there anything I can do for you, anything at all?
OOC!Psiren: Oh... I am, believe me. *shakes her head, smiling a bit* It's good just... just talking. ...Thank you, Edward. You're very sweet. *smiles at him*
T!Ed: I try~ *smiles back* Why don't we do something today? Get out of the house for a bit?
OOC!Psiren: ...You feeling up to it? I mean, with the leg...?
T!Ed: I have my wheelchair, if it really comes down to it, so I'll be alright.
OOC!Psiren: ...If it really comes down to it, I could carry you. ...Do you have something in mind?
T!Ed: ...There is that, yes. *laughs* There's always the park? We could feed the ducks or something.
OOC!Psiren: ...Goodness, I haven't done that since- it's been months.
T!Ed: *grins* Neither have I, but for obvious reasons.
OOC!Psiren: ...Well. Let's do it, then.
T!Ed: Alright, let me go get my wheelchair. I'll be back in a second~ *grabs his crutch and lifts himself up, hobbling into his room and checking on William and Clarence a moment, making sure they have the necessities for the millionth time, and fetches his wheelchair, rolling back out to the kitchen*
OOC!Psiren: *finishes off her now lukewarm tea, stowing the eggs and butter back in the fridge for the time being and fetching some old bread... sighs, turning and smiling slightly as Edward rolls in* Alright. Shall we? ...I think I'll have to carry your wheelchair down the front steps. ......And to the park. Hope you're not afraid of heights? *grins a little*
T!Ed: .........Are you flying me to the park?
OOC!Psiren: *laughs* If you want to. ...It would save time and cab fare....
T!Ed: ...Yes. Please. *laughs* ...I miss flying. Remind me to get my ass in gear on building my airplane.
OOC!Psiren: *smiles slightly* ...I will. ...Alright then, right this way, good sir~! *leads the way to the door*
T!Ed: *rolls along after her, laughing* Why thank you, my good madam.
OOC!Psiren: *holds the door for him, impulsively sniffing the air and turning her head to catch sounds from the forest*
T!Ed: *raises his eyebrows but doesn't comment, heading out the door and looking around, interested in seeing how everything has changed now that spring is approaching*
OOC!Psiren: *satisfied that nothing is amiss, glances back down at Edward with a smile, closing the door behind him* I'll have to show you around the garden when we get back, maybe, I've planted a lot of new flowers.... *sets her hands on his wheelchair* ...Ready?
T!Ed: Oh, I'd love to see... *glances down at himself in the wheelchair, biting his lip* ...Yeah, I'm ready.
OOC!Psiren: Alright... hold on tight, I don't want you falling off. *lifts the chair effortlessly, then unfurls her gigantic fucking wings to their full gigantic fucking size, crouching slightly and springing into the air*
T!Ed: *clings to his fucking wheelchair for his fucking life, really, really wishing that he had brought a rope with him or something to keep himself in place, but also amazed as they take off, watching the road and trees pass by them below*
OOC!Psiren: *laughs, exhilarated to be in the air* Don't worry, Edward, I won't drop you! *heads for the park with great wing strokes*
T!Ed: I'm just... worried about slipping! *still holding on tightly as he leans his head over the front of the wheelchair in order to catch a better glimpse of the city*
OOC!Psiren: I'll catch you. But... um... try not to! *laughs again*
T!Ed: *laughs* I'll try. *leans back in the wheelchair, shutting his eyes and just enjoying the sensation of flying*
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Date: 2008-03-16 05:36 pm (UTC)COOKIES.
Homuncu!Clara cracks me up a bit. "I BROKE MY KITCHEN."