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MOVING FORWARD — O, GIFT - guts - 05-06-2018 [align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 550px; min-height: 9px; font-family:; line-height: 110%; text-align: justify; color: black; padding: 20px"]How had he got the hat, and where did it come from? Who knew, really. Either way, Hughes could be seen trotting towards the observatory with the brim of a bright red hat caught between his teeth. It flopped with each step, only adding to the comical nature of his pleased expression. The corners of his mouth turned up into a grin as he came to a stop in the center of the building. For him and his friend, the past few days had been difficult. They both had recently found out that Roy was, in fact, dead, with no hope of returning to Amestris. Of course, it was devastating to them both, knowing how hard they had worked. It felt like it had all been spit back in their face. But the lab was determined for things to change. Even if things would never return to the way they were, they could at least make the best out of their situation. Moping about wouldn't do anything, after all. It wouldn't bring them back to life, nor would it magically save everyone back home. So, with his usual cheerful attitude, he plops down and scoots the firemen's hat behind him so it was hidden from view. Ever since he had extinguished the flames Bastille had created, he couldn't get the image of Roy wearing one out of his head. What better gift was there to give? "Hey, Roy, c'mere. I got a present for ya, buddy," he can't help but chuckle suspiciously, looking way too happy with himself. Re: MOVING FORWARD — O, GIFT - Margaery - 05-06-2018
Despite everything that was currently going on, Margaery couldn't help but giggle as she saw Maes and the fire hat. What a clever gift, She thought with a faint smile, taking a seat somewhat near the male. She wondered how Roy would react and whether or not he would appreciate the physical reminder that he was essentially the clan's fireman. She, personally, believed that the color red would suit his dark appearance. She couldn't wait to see him in it. [color=#b14767]"He'll love it," The chocolate point announced aloud, though she wasn't quite sure if her statement was exactly true. She hadn't had many run ins with Roy as of yet unfortunately, so it was hard to truly gauge a reaction from him. Re: MOVING FORWARD — O, GIFT - Character Graveyard. - 05-06-2018 LUNAFREYA N.F. ✯ — take these broken wings and learn to fly
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Seeing her Clanmates giving each others give one another gifts or helping them out- it brought a smile to the female's face. Not everyone liked kindness, but it was nice to see almost everyday in The Ascendants.
The female smiled when she had came across Maes holding onto the fire hat Roy had been wearing some time ago. "That's nice of you." She said to Maes with a smile. space
✯ — Luna. The Ascedants. Easy. — ✯ Re: MOVING FORWARD — O, GIFT - Roy Mustang - 05-06-2018 Without a doubt, it has been quite rough for Roy and Hughes these past few days. Roy was still wrapping his head around the fact that he's dead, much like Hughes. It was horrible to think about, that people back in Amestris are mourning his death, as well as Riza Hawkeyes. It was also a scary thought to think of the current state of his old home- it hadn't been in great condition when he was there, and surely it was getting worse without him. And then amongst all of that, Bastillepaw managed to cause an explosion of elementals. Earthquakes, a thunderstorm, and fire. Thankfully Roy put his flame alchemy to good use then, and killed the flames before anyone got seriously injured. The male padded over as soon as he heard Hughes call his name out, padding in shortly after Margaery and Lunafreya. The two were making comments at whatever Hughes was hiding- clearly he had to be hiding something from Roy. Roy knew that he could easily see the gift if he looked behind the lab, but decided that Hughes probably didn't want him to see it. So he kept his gaze locked on the lab, coming to a stop in front of him. "What do you have for me, Hughes?" The flame alchemist asked with a slight smirk, catching the suspicious chuckle that escaped Hughes mouth, raising an invisible eyebrow. Re: MOVING FORWARD — O, GIFT - guts - 05-06-2018 [align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 550px; min-height: 9px; font-family:; line-height: 110%; text-align: justify; color: black; padding: 20px"]Maes gives Margaery a smile, though he isn't sure just how true she is. But he won't really mind if he doesn't like it. It'd be amusing to see him get all fussy, so either way, it'll be worth it. But he won't say all that out loud. "Yeah, I hope he does," he replies, then turns to Luna, who he isn't too familiar with. He makes a mental note to get to know her some more later, but for now, he has another objective in mind. His tail thumps against the ground as the star himself finally appears, looking a bit puzzled by his obvious excitement. Oh, this'll be good, he can tell. He opens his mouth, then pauses as an even better idea strikes him. "Close your eyes first and you'll find out," he grins, unsure if his friend will or not. If he did, he'd probably take it as a compliment, since it meant he trusted him. Or at least trusted him enough to close his eyes and not expect him to do something to him. Once he's not looking, he slides the hat out from behind him, reaching up to plop it on top of his head. He adjusts it slightly, making sure it's not uncomfortable before taking a step back, taking a moment to laugh at the sight. "Ta-daa!" Re: MOVING FORWARD — O, GIFT - Roy Mustang - 05-07-2018 The Flame Alchemist let a sigh escape his lips as he closes his blue eyes, not too long after Hughes requested him. He trusted his friend without a doubt, he was sure Hughes wasn't about to pull a weapon on him and stab him with it. "What are you planning, Hughes?" He questioned with that same smirk as his eyes stayed shut, as Hughes was pulling the red fireman helmet out. And then, suddenly a helmet was plopped onto his head, which he hadn't been expecting. Roy wasn't exactly sure what Hughes had been planning to give to him, but now he had an idea. Without a doubt, it's a hat and it's a little heavy. The male opened his blue eyes as he took the hat off for a moment, bringing it in view of his face. The fireman helmet came into view, and once he realized what it was, the melanistic bobcat let out a laugh. "I thought I was suppose to be known as the Flame Alchemist, not a fireman," He said with a laugh, shaking his head. Alright, he has to admit this is funny. Roy will admit it that lately he has been going around in the Ascendants, putting out fires that were all started by Bastillepaw. No one else seemed to be able to put them out, or Roy was showing up and putting them out before anyone has gotten the chance to. It was probably a good thing that Maes managed to come across the fireman helmet and not someone else. If someone like Bastillepaw came across it and tried to give it to Roy, his reaction would have been completely different. "Where did you manage to find this?" He asked his friend as he put the hat back on his head. Re: MOVING FORWARD — O, GIFT - guts - 05-07-2018 [align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 550px; min-height: 9px; font-family:; line-height: 110%; text-align: justify; color: black; padding: 20px"]It's refreshing to hear his friend's laugh. His grin only grows, a hearty chuckle leaving his own maw. He had thought Roy could only create fire, but when he learned he could also quench it, the idea of him being a firefighter was too comical to ignore. It was like a miracle when he had found the hat. "Well, you're always putting out the fires. So, I decided to acknowledge you as the true fireman you are," he says with a teasing tone in his voice. And where he had found the hat? "A magician never reveals his tricks," is all he says with a smirk on his face. He hopes none of them can see the large gash on his flank, which he was making an effort to hide. Re: MOVING FORWARD — O, GIFT - Luciferr - 05-08-2018 Re: MOVING FORWARD — O, GIFT - BASTILLEPAW - 05-10-2018 [div style="background-color: white; width: 100%; font-family: Georgia; color: #576a6e; text-align: center; margin: auto"]BASTILLEPAW AURELIUS ✧ [div style="line-height: 110%; word-wrap: break-word; text-align: justify; color: black; padding-top: 10px; font-family: Georgia; text-size: 6pt"]the ascendants — kuiper corporal — tags Bastille looked downright gloomy as he joined them, eyeing the fireman's hat with a look that was more morose than angry. He wasn't angry, really -- he recognized that this would be fucking hilarious if it was anyone else. Actually, it was still fucking hilarious, but he was still a little gloomy about his inability to control his powers in the slightest bit. He was trying, okay? "You're a comedian, Maes," he huffed, though again, he seemed to accept the indirect roast good naturedly. |