http://chroma-girl.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] chroma-girl.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg2006-10-26 08:40 pm

Hi Ho Hi Ho! Off to the Inn We Go! [Completed]

Characters: Karst, Alphonse Elric, Edward Elric, Marona, and anyone else who wants to join.
Content: They finally leave Auntie Unde's and head for Actua Are.
Setting: From Auntie Unde's [H7] over to Actua Are [J7]
Time: Late Afternoon/Evening
Warnings: None currently.



After spending a good deal of time in Auntie Unde's, found the supplies they had wanted for the most part, and Al's brother, Ed had caught up to them, they had finally taken leave of the general store. Marona was thankful that the strange white creatures had appeared to have scattered from the earthquake, so they didn't seem to have any problems finally escaping the shop, which had worried her. They didn't seem to be in still much shape to really take the creatures on.

Despite the coast being clear, Marona still stayed close as she could to the group. She hated to depend on them like this, but she knew she would be in big trouble if they were attacked and she were divided from them. She was a chroma after all, and although she was still rather new at it, she did know a little about fighting. She had to know how to keep herself out of harms way, so her phantom friends wouldn't have to worry about her while they attacked the enemies.

So she strolled trying to keep up the best she could, although she seemed a little lost in her own world. She had her journal out again, and was softly humming and singing to herself. Apparently she was trying to keep herself occupied.

"Kotoba jya tarinakute ai de mo ..."

Her voice was already strained, and it cracked apart before she could finish. She sighed softly and fell silent again, and returned to just playing with the device in her hands.

"Eh..? ...!"

Marona suddenly came to a dead stop as the others continued to go forward. Her small hands gripped the journal as she read it several more times over. Lifting her head to look to her companions, she sprinted back up to them, tears in her eyes, but a smile on her lips.

"ASH! Someone has seen Ash!" she cried, relief clearly overflowing, "I don't know where he is yet, but ... Hopefully I'll know soon."

She hugged the journal close, thankful it had come in useful after all, "I'm so relieved .. Ash is here, and is looking for me!"

[identity profile] isaacmustdie.livejournal.com 2006-11-06 12:52 am (UTC)(link)
Karst immediately registered the other woman as not only competent but tough, another potential ally. She also recognized that the woman was wary and unsure of her, but clever enough not to let it show. Good. Karst gave the newcomer a polite nod (that was how Southerners recognized one another as strangers, assuming she remembered correctly) and kept a carefully-measured distance from her, watching carefully.

This was familiar. The recognition of paranoia not unlike her own, the careful and cautious arrangement of a meeting with an unknown person in a public area, these were things Karst remembered and found moderately comforting-- except when her mind painfully reminded her that the familiarity was from her meeting with Felix in Madra...

She ignored the pain of loss and mentally promised herself she would protect others until she could find a way home to carry out her mission. And Marona was as good a person to protect as any.

[identity profile] isaacmustdie.livejournal.com 2006-11-07 05:04 am (UTC)(link)
In the meantime, she muddled over her own journal, making an entry, finding some replies, listening and replying to those.