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one chore. JOINT WITH HOHENHEIM. VOICE + ACTION.
[ It was a strange transition from where she had been to where she was. ...At least, it probably had been. Upon waking, Trisha hadn’t felt scared or worried, though she’d been confused. There’d only been the smallest instant of adrenaline, when she’d looked around - but no, there. Hohenheim was there, within sight, so she’d just let out a breath of relief and stood up, looking around once again as she headed over towards him. Nothing in sight, except a book - she picked that up, too, from sheer habit of tidying up - and a great many trees.
No, not true. There...she thought she could see buildings in that direction. Had there been buildings in this place, before? She admittedly hadn’t explored the afterlife much, instead choosing to wait, but...Surely she would have noticed that.
Putting aside that minor confusion, Trisha knelt down beside Hohenheim, touching his shoulder. ] Dear? Dear, wake up.
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[ After having sorted out their new location - or at least having sorted out that they were, in fact, in a new location and were considerably more alive than they had been previously - Hohenheim and Trisha can be found wandering around the village together, exploring just as much as they’re walking aimlessly, enjoying the nice weather and the novelty of being in the same place at the same time. Trisha’s a bit more focused on necessary things such as clothing more substantial than a white dress and the white pants Hohenheim is sporting and some sort of place to stay and things to eat, whereas her counterpart might be more interested in things that look fascinating, such as displays of powers or creatures he’s not familiar with..
They don’t seem particularly upset or worried, for all that they’re clearly new. Instead, the Elric parents seem to be more or less okay with the situation, albeit collectively in the dark about what’s going on. Find them anywhere in the village, from the bakery or seventh heaven getting something to eat, to the fountain, where they might take their lunch together, to the clothing shop, where Trisha sorts through choices with single-minded efficiency, locating clothes in their sizes and handing Hohenheim his. Approach either Trisha or Hohenheim or the two of them together, though they probably won’t wander off too far from one another - or at least Trisha will keep Hohenheim in sight. ]
[ voice post; evening ]
[Once they’ve settled into their new house that evening, Hohenheim devotes some time to giving this journal a proper examination while seated at a desk in what will function as his study. It probably takes him longer than it should to figure out how to get the voice function going. But there’s a light excitement in his voice as he calls Trisha in.]
Hey, Trisha! I think I’ve got it working. So this is how people communicate in this world.
[ There’s the sound of footsteps, and Trisha comes to lean over Hohenheim’s shoulder, drying off her hands with a towel. Dropped into a new world where she was alive, Trisha apparently felt the need to clean. Or rather cleaning was a thing that had to be done, and she was practical like that? One of the two. ] Oh? So it’s some sort of...alchemical book?
[ How do you communicate with a book, dear. ]
[Hohenheim answers with a soft chuckle.]
It seems like something beyond even alchemy, Trisha.
[ Then she’s not going to worry about the details. ] In that case...if you’ve got it working, rather than speaking about it, I suppose we should say hello. This is the part where you introduce yourself, dear.
Hm? Oh, I suppose that I should. [He goes on with a bit of sheepishness.] My name is... well, people call me Hohenheim. ...Greetings.
And I’m Trisha Elric. [ There. Now instead of two random voices on the network, they’re two random voices with names! Improvement. ] ...And I think that’ll do it for now. Why don’t we see if you get anyone to communicate with, then? [ She’ll field calls, too, but...at least he’s clearly excited about this book thing. Replies will come from both Hohenheim and Trisha, probably in separate chains but they may or may not threadjack if needed. ]
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So that's how it is...in that case, you'd better leave them alone, dear.
[ Please. ]
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But, Trisha... What if I can figure out a way to safely remove mine? Perhaps, if I apply myself to some kind of solution...
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[Yeah, so some things still aren't forgiven.]
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Trisha looks over at Hohenheim, frowning. ]
Dear, I would really prefer it if you didn't. You're not immortal, you know.
[ Try to remember that! ]
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[More importantly, though-]
You'll need a place to live, and you should stock up on food and stuff. There's no way to know how long anyone ends up staying here, so it's better to be prepared.
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[ Good gosh, Hohenheim.
...But yes, moving on, maybe he'll forget about it if they do. ]
A place to live...? Yes, that'd probably be best. Though I'm not sure what sort of place - is there a form of currency here, or...?
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Yes, I'm afraid we don't have any money, Edward. Where do you live?
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I live down the street, with Winry. But you don't need money, here, everything's provided. You can just pick an empty place and move in.
[He pauses, because the place has... a lot of memories for him. And he can't move back there, not again. Not without Al.
Still, it's... kind of their house.]
There's a place across the street that's empty, if you want it.
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Rockbell?
But I think the place across the street should do well, then. [ Because really who wants to live with their parents and their girlfriend at the same time. ]
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Our own house... as simple as that?
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[He's not about to get into the fact that they're dating - the reason for him living there is much more convoluted and it'll just give them the wrong impression.]
And yeah, it's that easy. Come on, I can show you where it is.
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That would be lovely, Edward. Dear, shall we?
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Ah, yes, you're right. So that was Winry...
[And he looks at Trisha with a smile.]
Of course. Show us the way, Edward.
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Possibly they just fade to black of being shown around, if that is what Akai was going for there. ]