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[sixwayheart]

[Action]

[Since Heart moved in with Winry her days have improved. A sweet friend who was nice and all that, and a chance to see other friends. It's raining again today, which is why she - with the new umbrella that she has now - is walking to the square in town. Well, not quite the square - she's going to Azzip in some hopes of getting a pizza. As soon as she steps in, however, she experiences something odd.

The interior of Azzip seems to be making sounds familiar to her. And what's more, there's flashes of light and such which... but no, where she did that is nowhere near her. She blinks once before turning to head somewhere else. Maybe get some coffee at Kat's Kradle (i-iyan~) or something? Yeah.

Thing is, she feels like she sees something in the window as she goes. She turns, and it's not there. She shrugs, going over her memory-records... Nothing. She is content with that and thus heads off to Kat's Kradle. After that maybe she'll go shopping? Not like this rain is too hard or anything.

That said anyone can see her particular echo (I asked the mods): in the windows of anywhere near Heart will be displaying her own code in binary (see here for an example) or C++ (here) or a myriad of of other languages mostly because I can't decide what she was written in shh, but when you try to get a closer look it'll vanish. Feel free to run into her on the way to anywhere or in anywhere and all that]

Comments

[markofthewise]

Eh. I guess so. [Just gonna MAKE THOSE SAMMICHES now.]

[markofthebrave]

[Just. Gold.] And some people more than others.

[sixwayheart.livejournal.com]

[But now-!] Sure you don't want me to try my hand at one or two of those? [Directed at Sokka, of course]

[markofthewise]

Fine, fine. [He makes room, ignoring Katara.]

[markofthebrave]

[...kinda pushy, ain't she?]

You should really just let him. Sandwiches are the one thing he makes really well.

[sixwayheart.livejournal.com]

He doubted my abilities. As a bit of pride I ought to try to at least make one, right? Promise I won't get in his way.

[Complete with a little apologetic nod for Katara, she scoots in next to Sokka to get to work on the sandviches]

[markofthewise]

... I never doubted them. [But at least SOMEONE recognizes his culinary expertise. Thanks Katara!]

[markofthebrave]

[Katara just leans one shoulder against the wall. This should be interesting.]

Your abilities?

[sixwayheart.livejournal.com]

Just a little bit of doubt that I could make a sandwich the way he could.

[markofthewise]

I'm pretty particular, you know.

[markofthebrave]

[So dryly:] Oh yeah. He's definitely particular.