Roy Mustang (
ignitethesky) wrote2011-09-14 10:30 pm
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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?
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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[He'll probably enjoy the vacation and slack off. Damn colonel 8|]
If you find your pocketwatch, let me know. [So he can be mad and cranky about it for a week or something.]
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[Hey, slacking off is an art form!]
Why is that? [He'll be on the lookout for it, though, since that's kind of important. Well, it'll at least help him tell the time.]
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[And he's still somewhat mortified by the idea of someone else finding it. Even if the date wouldn't mean anything to anyone but those who knew him from Amestris, it's... yeah. Personal.]
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Assuming that it's no longer attached to my jacket, that is.
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[Though, there is a way he'd know whose watch he was looking at if he were to find one.]
My own is attached to the cording on my uniform, so if it's missing, it would be easily identifiable as it doesn't have a chain.
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[And hopefully he won't get all nosy the way Winry did. He's not sure if Roy even knows the significance of the date, but he'd rather not find out.]
So where are you gonna stay?
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[Not that it should be easy- stronger people than either of them have been trapped here for years. It's going to take a lot more thought.]
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Yeah, whatever. You need anything else?
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