New muse say what...

[couldntwait]

Well this is quite a surprise! Thank you for the opportunity. [Momma smile! She's quite happy to be around!]

Now if you could help me find my boys, I'd be very grateful. You can't miss them!

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[ex_cherubic461]

Your boys?

[couldntwait]

[She nods.]

Edward and Alphonse, my sons. [/Proud mother, thank you very much.]

[slave_number_23]

[ oh hi pretty lady. ]

Eh, you're a new muse of your mundane's, miss?

...

Boys?

[ex_cherubic461]

[ Her sons. Lily blinks , her head tilting slightly . She had never met another besides well... her mother . ]

Oh! Are they missing?

[couldntwait]

[Oh hi there young to be hubby one day maybe? idk.]

Is it that obvious? [/smile]

[By the way, just kinda pausing because boy do you look familiar.]

Mm, yes. Edward and Alphonse; my sons.

[alchimia]

[ oh my god?????? please excuse him as he stares. ]

M— ...Mom?

[ It's really all he can manage. After all, he'd never thought he'd ever see her again, not after the last vision of her face had been on that which he and Al had created. And that creature, their sin, had been destroyed by his hands. He'd watched her fade away as ethanol evaporated into the air, that same smile on her lips. But this is different because it's really their mother and not a facsimile created by lonely children. And that's really her smile, the smile they'd wanted so much to see again.

He takes a step forward, but freezes. Unable to move any further. His chest is full of so many emotions he can't quite categorize and it aches as a result. At his sides, gloved hands curl into fists and he ducks his head. ]

[couldntwait]

[:< Fff everyone needs a good mother!]

Not missing I hope... I just haven't run into them yet, and I do miss them dearly...

[slave_number_23]

[ He smiled a little, and rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. ]

Well then, my mistake. Heh. [ And then, he choked slightly, in a rather comical fashion, nearly falling over in surprise. The bright golden pupils of his eyes grew small in shock, before he blinked and just stared. ]

—whoa, ur, wait. Edward and Alphonse? They're your—sons?



[ ...Urm. If she confirms it, doesn't that mean she's his— ]

i - i hope you don't mind two ed's ._.

[hermetics]

[ Ed doesn't even know what to say. He's seen that smile a million times in his dreams, but seeing it really there in front of him is far too overwhelming. The one image he claimed he always wanted to see again, that drove him and Al to do the unspeakable, and ... there it is.

Like it's nothing.

What do you even say? All he can do is stare, even though he feels like he doesn't even have a right to do that. ]

Mom? Is - ... is it really...?

[couldntwait]

[What is it about hearing someone call mom that causes a person to look? Either way, it won't take Trisha long to recognize her son--even if he is all grown up now.]

[She'd heard time has paradoxes in this place; so it wouldn't be all that uncommon would it. Still, the sight is a little shocking. Last time she saw her adorable children, they were just that. Children.]

[Don't worry though. She'll be smiling softly in no time.] My, my, is that my Edward? Look at how you've grown! [Also, hoping he's not too old for a hug from Momma :< 'cause that's what she's going for right now.]

Bawwwww never! /hoards all the Ed's.

[couldntwait]

[She would never blame you boys for such a thing, just saying. Still, to her, this is her wonderful, smart, talented son, aged a few years, as it would seem! Time paradoxes; what a trip!]

[Surely seeing that smile again, a real tangible one, is relieving, isn't it? She would certainly hope so at least. So here's another soft smile; just for her big smart baby boy c:]

Edward! Look at you... [She clasps her hands.] Goodness, I knew you'd be a handsome young man.

[alchimia]

[ His breath catches as she steps closer and he has to be dreaming, right? This is some kind of dream? But then she's near enough that he can reach out and it's like he's six years old again, clinging to her apron after a fight with Al. His hands are slow to raise, but when the finally do, they clutch a bit desperately. And for fuck's sake, he's eighteen now. He shouldn't be like this, it's so unmanly. ]

Mom...

[ A bitter laugh forces its way past his lips at the comment about his height. The truth is, he hasn't really grown. Not much in height, at least. But in other ways. In so many other ways, with what he's seen and how far he's traveled. Would she be mad? If she knew what he'd done. What they had both done? ]

Y— [ His voice cracks, so full of emotion. ] Yeah.

[couldntwait]

[Pff, she'll laugh softly.] It's no problem; I am pretty new, actually.

[Trisha clasps her hands together and nods.] That's right! You sound like you know them!

[8DDDD...]

[slave_number_23]

[ His eyes crinkled up a little; it hadn't been too long since they had met, and he couldn't couldn't blame Edward for being so awkward with him. He himself was not much better, really. B| ] I know one of 'em; Edward. He's a bratty shortie, but he's... kind. Smart as hell, too. that kid.


[ His cheeks turned slightly pink as he flushed. >///< Well. That kinda got rid of any doubts on his end. ]

Urm...—Your name. Wouldn't. Uh. Happen to be Trisha Elric, by any... chance?

dfasjkh /bawwww

[couldntwait]

[Oh, and you know Trisha. She picks up on these sorts of things. Who cares about unmanly? It's Mom right? :< It's never too late to give Momma a hug okay okay. So she'll circle her arms around his shoulders and pull him in close, just like she used to when he was six. After fights with Al or come what may have.]

[Hey, he has! Last time she saw him, they were what, six? Compared to then, he's grown a lot in stature too! Though a mother always knows when something's gone awry, and boy does he look like he's been through a thing or two.]

Edward, are you okay...? [/momma worryyyyy]

[couldntwait]

[Trisha can't help but laugh at the comment. Sounds like Edward alright.] He's a handful. Really takes after his father in the smarts department.

[Oo? Tilting her head.]

That's me alright... You know of me?

his missed his mommy ;////;

[alchimia]

[ Pulling away, he forces a grin on his lips. There's no way he'll let her know what's really bothering her. What's that? No, he's not crying, there's just something in his eyes that he rubs away with a gloved palm. ]

Heh, yeah. Just, uh...

[ He swallows, clearing his throat a bit because emotion is making a lump form there and it's hard to speak. ]

Y'know. Al's missed you.

[prime_leader]

Boys? Your children are missing Miss?

[slave_number_23]

[ That faint shade of pink deepened to a visible hue of red as heat rose in his face. ] R-really? I—um. That's great!

[ What is wrong with him seriously, he's never felt this nervous and uncertain even when dealing with Edward. He's stammering and trying his best to not trip over his own words. wtf this has never happened before, what is this even. ]

Yeah. I mean—[ He pauses and clears his throat. pull it together self, >:| ] Yeah, that's from what Edward told me about you.

[notthispie]

Oh! Are you Edward and Alphonse's mother? It is wonderful to meet you.

YAY T__T MOMMY

[hermetics]

[ Relieving is one way to put it. He just wishes Al was standing next to him right now so he could see this too. It's not fair that Ed should get to when his little brother gave up so much more to try and see this, is it? At least not to an angster like this one :|

He swallows, trying to stop any chin trembling that might be going on there, trying to push back any tears that might be wanting to form.

Still, there's the smallest of smiles that manages to get out at that, even if the voice attached is a little shaky. ]

I... heh, yeah... Thanks...

[ It feels ... wrong to just stand there. Forgetting about whether or not he thinks he deserves one, he lets his six-year-old instincts take control, going to latch onto her in a hug that is probably a hell of a lot tighter than it used to be when he was a little. All his strength then wasn't really that much, after all. ]

fff my heart

[couldntwait]

[Of course not! Why would he ever? Lord, the suggestion of it! Trisha laughs and pinch his nose for that one.]

Oh, of course! You've been being strong for Alphonse, haven't you? [c: What a sweet boy.]

Well, I've missed you both too...

yess so many feels also that totally said "he's" not "his" derp

[alchimia]

[ Going crosseyed and flustered at the tweak to his nose, he huffs in a mild show of brash irritation. But it's only for show. He has been trying to be strong. Every since that fateful day when they had failed her, and he had failed Al, it's all he's ever wanted to do. And, of course, set things right again. It's been a long and hard road; he can still remember the pain and panic at thinking that Al had been lost forever, lost like she was, but Al is restored and though they are still without her, they can still move forward.

He grins a bit more, though it's softer and more thoughtful, reflective. ]

Yeah.

[ Reaching back to rub his neck, the smile on his lips turns a bit embarrassed. A rare showing of modesty from someone who usually likes to brag about his achievements. In front of his mother, he has no reason for bravado. ]

He's gotten really good at alchemy. Almost better than me. He's taller now too.

[automechanic]

[She sucks in her breath when she sees her, hand going over her mouth for a moment. It couldn't really be...could it?]

Mrs...Mrs. Elric?

[couldntwait]

[Bwahahaha >D It won't be the last time, buddy.]

[Uhhhmmm... A world domination tactic 8D? Pfff like she could even begin to think of such things.]

Oh, of course. That makes sense. [C: ... a pause...]

Mm, you... look very familiar to me.