deusexhormones | Hundred Third Explosion

Of course I have! Sheesh, you and Sokka today forgetting I'm part Ishbalan. What's with you guys?

[...His eyes narrow a little at this. There's more to it than that? Or maybe- no, it can't be him, it's been two so far, it has to be them, right? But... if this-]

Oiii- I hit my head! Humor me with reminding me what that means?

Moron! Did some rubble land on you during the quake? I'm part Ishbalan and part Amestrian, remember? It means the skin, eyes, and hair are natural. Do I also need to explain anything else to you, Oh Amnesiac One?

[...Well yes. Rubble did fall on him, he even ended up knocked out in the temp clinic. But then he groggily remembers that she might of been there... he passed most of it off as sleeping though. Oh well, she shrugs and smirks a little]

...Nah. I just think I dreamed that you had blonde hair and blue eyes for some reason a while ago. Weird, huh?

You and Sokka must have shared the same dream. As if I was some full blooded Amestrian girl.

Maybe you gave us the dream or something, eh?

[Smirking, he looms down on her face. He knows he might be being a jerk, but he has to learn more about this situation]

What are you going on about?

Well... you ever thought abut if you were like that or something?

[And he leans back against the wall of his house as he says this]

When I was little I did. I always thought that maybe things would be easier if I looked like an Amestrian.

Yeah? [...So... persecuted minority? Foreigners? Something like that. He leaves it open for her to continue if she likes]

I guessed then I wouldn't have been picked on as a kid. Or accused of being a terrorist. Or maybe if my parents had looked like Amestrians...

[...Okay now he doesn't like the look on her face. He looks down himself but... bends down a little to put a hand on her shoulder while going to her face level]

Can't say I know the situation back home, but I think you look prettier now than in that dream. If that counts for anything.

[Frankly he's not sure if he's lying or not. Hm]

[...Good. He nods and lets go of her shoulder and rolls his shoulders]

Alright, c'mon in then!

[And thus, he opens the door... but doesn't hold it for her but when does he ever. He does make sure it'll remain open long enough but. still]

What do you have in mind for us today?

Figured I might try out a few games or something. You know, basic stuff.

[And he.. shrugs. That said - the house is... well the living room is as much a mess as ever (Shiki might have cleaned it once upon a time, but Haruki made it as a mess in his search today if nothing else) and the hallway which leads to Haruki's bedroom and the downstairs bathroom looks... partially collapsed. Not fully repaired

But he instead heads to the stairs to hit up the second floor]</small. Maybe try an outfit or two on you.

Try on what?

Well, outfits. Cosplay, swimsuits, you know, those things.

[You know Winry it's doubtful you've ever been to the second floor. On your left as you finish up the stairs, one bedroom (closed door) and then one room which appears to be... a very large chicken coop[. Then after you turn a corner, again on the left, Neku's bedroom (also closed door and then... there is a door at the end of the hall and one more door next to Neku's bedroom between the two.

He goes to the one between Neku's and the end]

I'm not your doll!

It's just a little bit of dressing! Don't worry about it~ You'll look good in a lot of these, right?

[And this door opens to reveal...

A closet. It's a bedroom converted into a giant mass of clothes and props and all sorts of shit. It's probably got as much or more than the backroom of the Brigade that she's already seen. Once he opens it, he turns to her looking all smug like.

...Honestly he let her new look get the better of him, he wants to see how he can dress up someone with that skin and hair tone. It sounded like a challenge to him sob]

I thought you said were were going to play a game.

[...Point. He shrugs and then glances at the outfits... then her... then the outfits... then her...]

...Yeah, I guess so.

[IT IS ONLY HIS LOVE THAT MAKES HIM STOP FOR THE RECORD :C

He sounds put out but she shrugs and puts his hands in his pockets, leaving this room behind so he can go to the door at the end of the hall]

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