Roy wished that he could stay far away from this room, from that circle that was carefully drawn in chalk. It made him furious, mad beyond belief that Hughes almost committed the taboo. He considered Hughes to be quite lucky that he managed to walk in just in time to stop the transmutation from happening. If he waited a second longer, the outcomes could have been much different. He could have walked in to see a large eye open in the center, and little black hands around the circle as it glowed that blue, alchemic light. Hughes could have been hurt, he could have walked in to hear his friend screaming out in pain, blood splattered on the ground.

As he padded into the room with a bucket of soapy water, which he held the handle by his jaws, and a sponge inside the bucket, his eyes fell onto the array. The array was complicated, there were marks on it that Roy had trouble deciphering- he wondered how Hughes managed to find the information to draw this out. Not only draw it out, but understand it too. He can understand why Bastillepaw assumed it had to do with a cult. This array, from what he's seen from the Elric brothers, and how it sent him here and took his life away from Amestris, he knows that this is array is pure evil. He doesn't want Hughes to attempt it again, or anyone else to come across it and try to decipher it. It was best if it was removed, even if he didn't want to look at it. Roy placed the bucket down on the ground, standing before the array, grabbing the soaking wet sponge. "What was Hughes thinking?" He muttered to himself, as he began to scrub at the chalk array away. "Even he should know that this is forbidden for a reason," He added as ears flattened to his skull, continuing to scrub away at the array.

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What came as a surprise to Roy's ears was the voice of Bastillepaw, who seemed to hear what Roy had been muttering about to himself. "Well, what were you thinking when you got yourself killed?" He heard the young Cosmic General's voice say, causing the male to freeze for a moment. He didn't say a word yet, awaiting for Bast to finish up, having a feeling the tom had more to say. And he was correct. "I'd imagine he was thinking the same thing you were, ya know?" Those words came not too long after his first, causing the male to look over his shoulder and face the tom. Roy was having a hard time accepting the truth- that he was really dead like Hughes. It was hard to handle, that flashback had been so livid- he remembered every moment of it. He didn't activate the array, and nor did Fullmetal or Alphonse. He wasn't sure who was to blame. But he certainly didn't approach that array back there like he intended to use it! No, he wanted to investigate it, the military had been summoned for a reason! Bastillepaw must be thinking Roy willingly attempted the taboo like Hughes almost did. "What was I thinking? Confusion, shock, despair- considering it was an accident and that I didn't activate it." He certainly can name more, a lot of emotions ran through his mind during the experience.

It might be hypocritical of him for calling out Hughes when in the end, Roy accidentally did the same thing. Roy has seen the truth, he's gone through that gate and paid for it with his toll. So Roy, who knows far more of what happens when someone commits the taboo, is going to call out his friend about it in a heartbeat. If that manages to convince his friend to never attempt it again, or stay away from alchemy all together, then he'll feel a million times better. He doesn't want Hughes to see the truth. He doesn't want his friend to pay a toll that might cost him his life and be forced to go through the gate and take up information until it becomes too much to handle. He didn't answer the second question, instead the melanistic bobcat went back to his task, focusing on scrubbing the chalk away.

He didn't get to focus that long on his task when another voice spoke up, this time being Suiteheart. He looked over towards the Polar Bear, who thankfully wasn't pressing questions on him like Bastillepaw did. Instead she was offering her assistance to him. He thought about it for a moment, but then decided on his answer. "I appreciate the offer, but no." He said to her with a flick of his ear, before glancing over at Lunafreya, who padded in next. Roy didn't say a word to her, wondering why she assigned this task to him rather than Maes himself, but he knew it had to be done. He can safely remove it before it can hurt anyone ever again.

Margaery had stumbled across the rather unsettling alchemy circle when Maes had initially attempted to use it. She recalled vividly Roy's anger and her own confusion towards the situation. The circle had power, she understood that, but what sort of power? And why had her fellow starstruck guardian been so hellbent on preventing his friend from carrying out what he had set to do? She had walked away from that room with more questions than answers and wondered, briefly, if she could finally receive them today. [color=#b14757]"What is the purpose of that thing?" Came her sudden inquiry, fleeing her lips just seconds after she decided that she was going to ask about it, [color=#b14767]"It looks... dangerous."

Not in the way that she was dangerous and certainly not in the way a fire was dangerous but rather, an ancient way. A forgotten way. She assumed that you especially had to know what you were doing to utilize the ability of that circle and that the lack of knowledge could result in a death sentence. How fascinating, she thought to herself, ears perking forward attentively as she watched clean, how strange some of my clanmates are... they all have so many secrets to share...

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