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"Please tell me, Uncle Roy. I’d like to know."
Uh oh! Your character is watching mine get hit on and is feeling possessive. How does your character handle this?
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Blog Update
//*logs in* *looks at date of last post* *cringes*
Right so, to make it clear this is the standing situation for Gracia, if you want to RP with her, feel free to send and ask or message my way! I have it setup so I get notifications even when I'm no logged in (except for fanmail, so don't send that, use my ask instead ^_^).
I'm just bad at coming up with starting ideas for her. HOWEVER this does not mean I don't like playing with her/want to play with people if they have a thread idea.
And the other reason is simply that I hate using internet explorer and by default I am logged into other tumblr accounts on my other browsers, and then just switch if I actually need Gracia ^_^
Just because this is an RP blog, doesn't mean I won't answer questions like an ask blog. My askbox is always open to any questions you might have for my muse.
//also, friendly reminder that this blog exists and you guys can come bug her whenever you want. she's sick of being stuck in the filing cabinet of mun's mind while Mustang gets all the attention.
//Do you know what happens when I have a two hour car ride alone with my thoughts?
//I start thinking about numerous songs I can use to make AMVs. AMVs about Hughes and Gracia. AMVs that take place after Huhes dies.
I think I have a problem.
It is not uncommon to think loved ones are still around after a sudden death…
You’re welcome! (◡‿◡✿) Ugh… anatomy… that means bedtime
Mama/Elicia || Family Time
"Amen!" She echoed her mother before picking up her fork and diving into the plate of food like a ravenous wolf upon a carcass. As poetic as it may sound, that’s almost exactly how it looked. The sauce was staining themselves on her bib and her face along with the carrot bits sticking to her cheek. All she knew was that eating was fun and yummy!
Gracia watched her daughter tackle her food with enthusiasm the second they finished praying. She couldn't decide I she wanted to laugh at how silly Elicia looked, or cringe because of the mess she was making. She knew those stains could prove difficult to remove. Luckily her bib seemed to be stopping most of the mess from getting on Elicia's dress.
She settled for wryly asking Elicia, "Try to eat carefully, okay Elicia?" She neatly twirled her fork I her own plate and placed the forkful of pasta in her mouth. At least in her hurry she didn't seem to mind eating the carrots Gracia had gotten out for her.
Mama/Elicia || Family Time
Elicia’s ears perked up at the sound of that and immediately ran towards the bathroom to wash her hands so they would be clean for dinner. It didn’t take long, only wetting, soaping, and drying her tiny hands, because running back to the table. “Ready ready!" She voiced, holding her arms up towards her mother so she can be put in her high chair.
She couldn’t wait to eat! Mama’s pasta is the best! If only daddy could be here too but she knew that Daddy was sleeping or working and he wouldn’t be home for a while. The child was good and patient. She can wait.
"Upsy daisy," Gracia said as she hoisted Elicia into her chair so she could reach the table. After situating her daughter, she settled herself into her own chair and folded her hands. "Time to say grace Elicia," she reminded her daughter befor she could start delving into her food, she knew her daughter well enough to know the sight of the plate of spaghetti could easily cause her to forget.
She bowed her head, "Dear lord, thank you for this food we have to eat and the roof over our heads. Please help Mrs. Hodges recover from breaking her leg. Oh," she added looking over at Elicia with a small twinkle in her eye, "thank you for a very helpful daughter. Amen." Unfolding her hands, she put Elicia's plate in front of her and added a few carrots and a slice of garlic bread. "Eat up Elicia!"
Mama/Elicia || Family Time
"Uh-huh!" She voiced, running back into the kitchen and pulled up the chair again. The drawers were still too tall for her but she was smart. The chair made her taller and she could get the forks and spoons that way! When she did get them, she put the chair back where it belonged first before running to set the table.
If things were put back the way they were, then the house wouldn’t be messy and Mama didn’t have to work so hard! Elicia was a good girl! She knows these things!
Gracia pulled down a serving bowl from an upper cupboard and set it next to the stove. She turned around to remind Elicia to put the chair away, only to find she'd beat her too it. Smiling she fetched the milk and carrots from the cooler and set them on the table. She drained the pasta and placed it in the serving bowl and pulled the heating sauce off ot th burner. Lastly she removed the toasted bread from the oven and carried the food to the table.
"Elicia, dinner's ready! Go wash your hands and we can eat." Gracia turned back to the kitchen and washer her hands in the taller sink. Waling to the table she dished up the pasta ad sauce for herself and Elicia. Elicia's plate got about half as much a hers since she was so small.
Mama/Elicia || Family Time
Elicia giggled at what Mama said. Mister Edward did feel all funny and messy too! Even messier than Elicia! Maybe Elicia could get Mister Ed a bib so they can have matching ones and not be all messy! If Mister Ed gets too messy then he’ll need a bath…
"Yes Mama!" She grabbed one of the plates that was set out for her and started off for the dining room. Soon, she returned, grabbed another one and begun to set the table like that. It was slow but it was the only way Elicia could do it since two plates were too heavy for her. She set all the places where there was chair and tried to make them as neat as possible!
Gracia handed Elicia one of the clay plates an pulled out a cutting board and bread knife. She sliced the bread and fetched the butter from the fridge. When Elicia returned from the dining room, she handed her the second plate and pulled their cups from the cupboard, placing them where se could hand them to Elicia easily. She buttered the fresh bread and sprinkled garlic and salt on the slices before placing them in the oven to quickly toast them.
She stirred the pasta on the stove top to keep it from sticking, noting that it still needed few minutes. "Elicia," she called "Can you help mommy and get two forks and two spoons from the drawer a put them on the table?"
HELLO THERE!!!!
SO! I’m back from animinni! I had a blast, got to meet Sonny Strait, Monica Rial, and Todd Hoberkorn, along with lots of other people (I’m super happy bout that although my friend Kirsten has me beat by like 10 levels) although I certainly missed all of you :)
Firstly, welcome to all new followers!!! There are several of you I have no clue how you found me so hello!
Secondly, I know I owe resurrectedbluebird and heathcliffeofishval but is there any one else I owe? I need to recollect/organize everything again
Third. I will be on more regularly now (well that’s the plan anyways) although my limited internet restrictions are in place. Oh and test on Tuesday so I should probably study for that.
Forth. I love each and every one of you. You all are fantastic :D
Mama/Elicia || Family Time
Elicia nodded, “I know where the bread box is! I can get it!” The child ran to the other side of the kitchen where the bread box was. The only problem was that the bread box was still taller than Elicia. Frowning at the predicament, she walked over to the stool by the island and pushed it towards the bread box. Climbing on top of it, she managed to grab the loaf of bread inside and climbed down.
“Mama! Do we have to cut the bread or do we eat it as a big piece of bread? Mister Ed eats it like it was a big piece of bread instead of small!” She ran to her mother, holding the bread up to her.
Gracia watched Elicia out of the corner of her eye. She was struggling with the height of the counter. Gracia was just about to go help her when Elicia took off an dragged the tall stool back with her. Well would you look at that. Problem solving at the age of three. She was definitely her father's daughter.
Gracia took the loaf of bread from Elicia's hands when she brought it to her. Smiling she told her, "We'll cut it. Edward does eat ravenously doesn't he. In fact he eats like he hasn't had anything days!" Gracia exclaimed throwing her hands in the air at the exaggeration.
"Now, I'll go cut it so we can eat it like normal people, and you can set these plates on the table okay?"
Fair Warning
//I have 1 1/2 weeks to animinni and lots of cosplay work to do (on a certain blue uniform (well, and a pair of wings, but those are closer to being done)) SO I may not be here? (but who are we kidding, I procrastinate so who knows) so if I’m not here that’s why (and regular work) soo much work to do MUSTANG WHY YOU MURDER ME?!?!
but yeah. Here’s your fair warning.
//So you all know as well. (although my increased activity tonight has proven how fickle this is. Mostly means I won't be on during the day since I have other things to do and we are almost over out internet limit)
“Alex.” Not quite a greatfirst impression of the Armstrong family, but then again, most of the younger people in Central only really knew of the Armstrongs through Alexander.
“I wouldn’t really call knowing Alex a pleasure, Mrs. Hughes.”
"Yes. The Major has helped my husband with several investigations and I met him during one."
Gracia tipped her head slightly to the side at the tone the general was using. Did the two not get along? "Hmm, well, I don't claim to know him all that well, but he seemed like a likeable enough person. And he proved good help to my husband and was able to keep him safe on several instances, for which I am thankful. Maes never was one to put his own safety first so I was glad to know someone was keeping an eye on him."
Mama/Elicia || Family Time
“Okay!” She waited until she was on the ground before running off to wash her hands. Elicia turned on the lights to the bathroom and grabbed the little foot stool to move it towards the sink. Climbing up, she wetted her hands, lathered them, and washed them off before drying them and replacing the stool back to where it was.
“I’m done, Mama!” She exclaimed, running towards the kitchen. “Can I do something to help? Please?”
Gracia walked to the kitchen and filled a pot with water before setting it on the stove top and turning it on high. When Elicia retuned, she tried to think of a task for her to do that wouldn't be likely to cause injury.
She put her finger to her lips and pretended to think really hard. "Hmmm I'm sure there's something you can do. Your such a big girl today the question is just which thing mommy needs the most help with!" she tapped her finger on her lips before smiling and saying, "I know! could you get Mommy some bread from the breadbox so we can have garlic toast?"
“Precisely. I don’t believe we’ve been introduced, however. ” Honestly—Olivier wouldn’t have had a clue who this woman was if the mother’s child hadn’t shown her a photo a short time ago.
"I'm Gracia Hughes. Wife to the late Brigadier General Maes Hughes," Gracia held out her hand to the other woman. "And no I don't believe we've ever met before. My husband mentioned you a few times though and I've had the pleasure of meeting your brother before."