((Backdated to afternoon of the 21st))

Yo, Winry. This ain't your dog, is it?

[The message is paired with a picture of the subject in question.]

If it is, come get him. He's drivin' me nuts.

[The house had been quiet today. Too quiet. He'd gotten up, eaten breakfast, and gone on his morning run in close to absolute silence. It wasn't until late in the afternoon he started to figure out why. He hasn't seen or heard a hint of Casey all day, which is odd. Living with Casey tended to be like living with a rather large, clumsy gorilla. But ( Read more... )

((A result of this thread))

[The last few days have been utter crap since Don and Raph parted ways. Temporary or not, having his own brother tell him he can't deal with being around just because he's trying to help had crushed him. But he won't wallow in self-pity. He refuses ( Read more... )

((Backdated to yesterday.))[Today, Raph's finally got his head clear. It's been a damn long time since he could think straight enough to get stuff done. No more earthquakes, no more monsters falling of the the sky, no more dudes running around thinking they're women - nothing. He can deal with that ( Read more... )

[There's a kid wandering around town this afternoon, looking lost. His hands are in his pockets, and the hood of his sweatshirt is pulled up, hiding his face. But when people pass by, he'll look up, and stare at them intensely from a distance, trying to recognize absolutely anybody at all. But nothing seems to fit. He doesn't seem to fit, and ( Read more... )

[Somebody's excited to be drafted. Heck, this's probably the best mood he's been in in months. He's even happy enough to make a post about it. Go figure.]

About time I got on that freakin' list. By now I don't care who we're fightin' for, I just need to bust some heads.

[He chuckles wolfishly, cracking his knuckles loud enough to carry over the ( Read more... )

((OOC: Backdated to sinfully early Tuesday morning after this log.))

[At the edge of the woods by Community House #4, a haggard Raphael emerges from the edge of the woods, carrying his unconscious brother on his shoulders. The pair is exhausted, injured, and badly dehydrated, but Raphael keeps walking despite knees that threaten to buckle ( Read more... )

[After weeks of utter insanity, things have finally started taking on a semblance of normalcy. (Or, well, by Luceti standards, at least.) So Raph's back to his old tricks. He's headed to the smithy to finally get working on some overdue projects ( Read more... )

[Who's been drinking? Raph's been drinking. A lot.

After some...interesting new developments with Winry, along with all the other shit that's been piling on his shoulders, Raph's spent the week training himself ragged in his makeshift dojo. But now, he's just damn tired of all of this. It's been almost a week, his muscles are sore and his ( Read more... )

[After one of the shittiest weeks of his life, Raph's returned to the smithy to finish up some work. The first of the manriki chains needs its weight, and the tsuba of Leo's new swords still need wrapping. Mostly, he's just grateful to have busy hands to take his mind of things ( Read more... )