Rule63!Roy has a bone to pick.

[unshakeable]

 You know, I can deal with the fact I was spawned by a random log and now you're working out my story and how it differs from my male counterpart.  I can even deal with the idea of being locked in whatever hellhole you choose for me, 

But this is unacceptable. I refuse to be party to your attempts to mentally destroy another character using my existence. 

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Oblivious roy is oblivious. He can't see her but MY does she sound lovely.

[hero_of_ishval]

That's the spirit! Don't let them get you down.

Re: Oblivious roy is oblivious. He can't see her but MY does she sound lovely.

[unshakeable]

...

You have got to be kidding me.

[hero_of_ishval]

*tilts his head, easy smile broadening*

Not even a little. I know a thing or two about muns, miss. You can't let them push you around.

[unshakeable]

...You can't see at all, can you?

[hero_of_ishval]

*chuckles*

Is it that obvious?

*yes it is, Roy. Riza is going to KILL you for flirting when you're supposed to be resting*

[unshakeable]

...Considering who you're flirting with, yes, yes it is.

[hero_of_ishval]

*oh he recognizes that tone*

My apologies, I don't mean to offend. I was just admiring what a beautiful voice you have.

*god, Roy, you are going to DIE*

[unshakeable]

I'm going to give you a piece of advice since you're currently disabled and I'd hate to kill someone who can't see what he's doing.

Flirting with yourself is not going to win you any points with anyone.

[hero_of_ishval]

Flirting with my- *blinks, tilting his head again*

*can't even be offended that you think you can ACTUALLY kill him. Ha. HaHa. Okay, maybe right this second you probably could. There's no Riza to sight for him. Damn*

What do you mean 'flirting with yourself'? *serious now*

[unshakeable]

Colonel Rory Mustang, also known as the Flame Alchemist.

Does that clear it up for you?

[hero_of_ishval]

*several thoughts go through his head and it's a good thing his face is blank because half of them would probably get him killed*

*he holds out his hand halfway, frowning at the ground*

Can I... *see?*

[unshakeable]

[ A sigh and then she moves, gloved hand taking his before she lifts it to the insignia on her shoulder..]

That should be proof enough for you, at least that I'm from Amestris.

[hero_of_ishval]

*keh, he wanted to see your face, but he's not going to push. His lips thin but he steps back*

How is this possible?

[unshakeable]

Aside from the fact my mundane is somewhat insane? It's more common than you'd think around here.

Apparently we're going to the same place too.

[hero_of_ishval]

*rubs at his temples to ease an ever present headache that suddenly decided to make itself worse*

I'm going to kill her. I don't know how. But I am.

[unshakeable]

A sentiment shared by many.

[hero_of_ishval]

*forced cheer*

So what brings you to this corner of hell?

[unshakeable]

...The fact your mundane has apparently offered you up for target practice isn't enough of a reason?

[hero_of_ishval]

*seethes for a second before getting it back under control*

My mundane can do what she likes. I have sources. She'll regret whatever she's planning.

[unshakeable]

I wonder about that.

Consider yourself lucky in the point you're coming from. Yours may be evil but I assure you mine is worse.

[hero_of_ishval]

I do not intend to get into the proverbial pissing contest over which of our muns is worse. Neither of us will win in that battle, I guarantee it.

[unshakeable]

Quite likely.

[hero_of_ishval]

So tell me about yourself. Myself. I never wondered what it would have been like to struggle up in the hierarchy as a woman instead. It must be difficult.

[unshakeable]

Why don't you ask Major General Armstrong instead?

I'm sure she could tell you plenty.

[hero_of_ishval]

I'm still not sure she's entirely a woman. *deadpan*