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hime1999. It's all her fault. Part of the Alter!Series. If you don't know what that is, check out Hime's LJ.
"I didn't know you folded paper."
It was the first thing Mr. Elric has said to me since he sat down.
"Origami is an ancient tradition in my culture," I told him as I smoothed down another crease. A circus has started to form around me. "I find that the folding helps soothe frazzled nerves." Within a few more folds, I'm done and I hand him a bat. "The bat means good luck in my world. I take it you have something similar here."
He nodded, eyes focused on the bat he holds. Then he set it to the side and pulled a piece of paper off the pile that sits between us.
A small clap and he puts his hands on the sheet. I feel myself tense as blue light spilled from his fingers and crackled over the paper. I have seen others do the strange science they call alchemy, but this is the first time I've seen Mr. Elric perform it.
When the light died, he placed a dragon in my hands. "Here we use a dragon for luck." He smiles slightly. "And as a promise." He stood. "I will find a way for you to return, I promise." He walked away, and I stare at the dragon for a moment.
Mr. Elric is a strange one at times, but he keeps his promises. That is something I have learned well.
The dragon joins the rest of the circus.
Gah. So many ideas. Someone make them go away.
hime1999. It's all her fault. Part of the Alter!Series. If you don't know what that is, check out Hime's LJ."I didn't know you folded paper."
It was the first thing Mr. Elric has said to me since he sat down.
"Origami is an ancient tradition in my culture," I told him as I smoothed down another crease. A circus has started to form around me. "I find that the folding helps soothe frazzled nerves." Within a few more folds, I'm done and I hand him a bat. "The bat means good luck in my world. I take it you have something similar here."
He nodded, eyes focused on the bat he holds. Then he set it to the side and pulled a piece of paper off the pile that sits between us.
A small clap and he puts his hands on the sheet. I feel myself tense as blue light spilled from his fingers and crackled over the paper. I have seen others do the strange science they call alchemy, but this is the first time I've seen Mr. Elric perform it.
When the light died, he placed a dragon in my hands. "Here we use a dragon for luck." He smiles slightly. "And as a promise." He stood. "I will find a way for you to return, I promise." He walked away, and I stare at the dragon for a moment.
Mr. Elric is a strange one at times, but he keeps his promises. That is something I have learned well.
The dragon joins the rest of the circus.
Gah. So many ideas. Someone make them go away.