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[Edward woke up feeling a bit weird today, a little pale, a little hungry, and breakfast was unsatisfying. Oh well, though, there's always lunch. Without giving it much thought, he heads out into the village to go to work.

And immediately upon entering the sunlight, he begins to sparkleYep, SPARKLE. And it's a subtle sort of sparkle that is hard

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[ his nose has been burning all day.

it had been months since the last time he scented a vampire but there was no way to forget that sickeningly sweet stench. it sets his teeth on edge and all of his instincts demand that he go hunting for whatever it is.

and so.

... yes, edward, this seven foot giant is looking for you. ]

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[And Edward the six-foot not-so-giant-anymore is looking for the damn village. he'd thought to take a quick shortcut through the brush to reach the plaza again, which ended up in him getting hopelessly lost in the woods.]

...Where the hell am I now!?

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[ the woods are an excellent place to take out a vampire... but he's not allowed to do that. so the teen just prowls just out of sight. he's thinking about how to approach this in a way that isn't flying fur and snapping teeth. ]

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[...Okay, he's really starting to get a bad feeling about this. Something's itching at the back of his neck, but he really can't put his finger on it. It doesn't help that it feels like his senses have been completely out of whack all day... how irritating.

So just what's bothering him? You know, besides the whole "being lost" thing.]

...Is someone there?

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[It's not easy being green, but by now Winry's starting to get used to it. When Edward walks in she'll greet him without looking up. She also happens to have found a nice spot to work as far away from the fire of the forge as she can.]

Hey.

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I made it...

[And at Winry's greeting Edward promptly flops in the doorway, fiercely resisting the urge to punch a hole through the wall. Stupid... stupid... stupid sense of direction...!]

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You're still having trouble? Haven't the signs helped?

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They usually do... perhaps today is just- [And he stops then, because was lifting his head and he spoke and doing that lets him see that she's green.] W-Winry!

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[When it gets to lunch time and Edward doesn't show up, Sigmund just knows he's gotten lost. Again. Ed officially has the worst death penalty ever. But there's nothing else for it except to go on an Edward hunt. Someday, he swears he is going to teach the Dog 'find Edward.'

Hopefully he'll catch him before he walks halfway out to the ocean. Or into some naked woman's bedroom. Or something.

After twenty minutes a really long time of fruitless searching, Sigmund decides he is not above a little public humiliation to get what he wants. So.]

Edward! [Here, puppy! Here, Edward! C'mere boy!] Edward!

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[And Edward is quite abruptly standing behind him like a creeper. There's no telling how far away he'd been or how in the world he'd heard Sigmund from that distance- or indeed how he'd even moved like that. Edward can be fast when he needs to be, but he still has a lot of weight to heft around and he's never moved like that. Or silently. Or... well. Like that.

And yet here he is.]

Yes my lord!

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[Sigmund does not startle (or yelp), for the simple reason that Lord Sigmund the Liberator would never do something like startle (or yelp). His reaction must, therefore, be something else. This may require inventing new words, as to the untrained eye, he did, indeed, seem to startle. (And perhaps even yelp.)]

Where were y- [...Something seems... different... about Edward today]

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[...................................did Sigmund just yelp?]

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[ wait...is that guy sparkling? buffy stops and stares and oh wait she recognizes him. edward! right. huh.

some more staring. she might as well be the robot for how blank she looks. ]

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[Why does everyone find him so fascinating today!? Irritated, Edward heads over to face her - probably thinking he's moving at a normal pace, but he really kind of... rockets over there. Sup, Buffy, have an Edward getting all In Your Face.]

Are you normally this rude?

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It's -- uhm -- kind of a specialty. Did you know you're sparkling?

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...Excuse me? [No. No he did not.]

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[...Another? But didn't Rosalie go home a while ago? And moreover, what is he doing just outside of her house?]

Hey?

[She's just coming out of her door. And shutting it as gently as possibl- oh. damn the door still went off its hinges. Oh well]

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[Edward glances over, looking thoroughly irritated, though he blinks a bit at the door. Such a poorly constructed house! For shame, for shame. Still, she interrupted his walking.]

What do you want?

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[...Wait, she recognizes this guy, sort of]

Aren't you the guy from the Smithy? I didn't know you were a vampire.

[Walking on off the porch. Less chance of... breaking her house that way]

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A vampire? I don't know what you're talking about. [Weirdo, don't just go around calling people strange names.]