001 → Arrival

[handsforhealing]

[ Waking up in a strange house that was not her own was not how Winry wanted to start her day. She immediately rolled out of the bed and scrambled about in confusion with a very realistic list of priorities, including "Whose pajamas are these?!" and "Wh-who changed my clothes?!". And all ending with a pajama-clad girl picking up the nearest phone and just... dialing. She really isn't sure to call. ]

[ phone ]
U-um... Hey! Hey there, wh-whoever you are, uh... I think I've been kidnapped! I'm in a strange room with someone else's clothes on a-and this is just really not good.

 [ hesitation. Winry replays everything she just heard in her head and realizes how stupid she sounds when in a panic. ] S-sorry, you know what? Wrong number. [ And now she's preparing to call someone else, hoping to form sentences better next time and sound more believable. ] What do I do, what do I do... Why would anyone kidnap me? Aaah, and who changed my clothes for me? Ew ew ew, I can't believe this is happeing!

Comments

[motherofjegus.livejournal.com]

I've only been here a few days but I haven't known what to do with myself so I went out looking for fabric.

I quite like dresses, but these leave much to be desired. I cannot imagine these ever being fashionable.

[wontjustwait.livejournal.com]

They're not very practical either...

If I wasn't planning on getting on the next train out of here [ Because she hasn't been told that won't be happening ] then I'd think we should look for the tailor and give them some advice.

[motherofjegus.livejournal.com]

Forgive my ignorance, humans have different things than trolls. What's a train?

Either way I don't think it's possible to just get up and leave here, one wouldn't go through the trouble of taking us if we could just leave as we pleased.

I am perfectly content making my own outfits, I have done so for sweeps.