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[It’s the sudden rush of cold and wet that greet Roy Mustang upon arrival, being dropped rather unceremoniously into the junction of rivers. Sputtering, coughing, sore, and forcing himself to wade through the water to the shoreline, he’s more than a little confused at finding that not only is he devoid of injuries, he’s also been stripped of his uniform, but at least someone was kind enough to leave an open journal lying along the river?

It's like a bad consolation prize: we stole your stuff, so have a journal in which to write about it!

That doesn't stop him from shooting a glare toward the sky he just dropped out of, though.]

Okay, I get it! "Useless when wet". Was that really necessary?

[Shedding water everywhere, he takes a moment to look around, attempting to get his bearings.]

Alright, I was shoved through their little portal into... what looks like the middle of some town that is definitely not any place I've ever seen. Now the question is, how do I get back? And what happened to my uniform?

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This is a village run by scientists, we're trapped behind an invisible barrier. As for the wings? Well, everyone here has them. Even the scientists, from what I hear.

...wings?

[Hang on, he's got to check something. Well at least that explains the soreness! There has to be a logical explanation though. People don't just sprout wings overnight-- no, if you combine them with a bird, they could.

This is no time for panic. That can be done later and away from prying eyes.]

Chimeras? Or just a side effect of the location?

I'd call it a side effect. I don't think any alchemy is involved.

How does one go about getting rid of them?

You don't. If you do, you die.

[And he's going to not touch them now. Pain aside, death isn't something he really wants to toy with at the moment.]

Thanks. I'll keep that in mind.

It will be very difficult to leave, Colonel. Ed and I have already made many attempts.

Oh? What have you tried?

[He just GOT here and already he's contemplating trying to get out. Might as well figure out what others have done first, though, in order to avoid repeating the same mistakes!]

It's a little complicated. You're better off asking Ed. In person.

[Trying to emulate what they did inside of Gluttony is a tricky thing and not being an alchemist, Ling wouldn't be very good at explaining it. He still doesn't quite understand how it works.]

I may have to do just that, then. Thank you for the information.

Not a problem. [If this was in person, he'd wave it away happily.] It's the least I can do.

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