Without a doubt, for the past few days Roy has been worried for Hughes. Ever since he came across that human transmutation circle, his worries skyrocketed. And when he received an explanation- his worries only got worse. Hughes thought they could get back to Amestris through the taboo. Despite the fact, that they are already dead, and that the dead(at least in Amestris) can't come back. Roy knew that it wouldn't be possible through the taboo, and he thought perhaps he convinced Hughes not to try it again. He thought his reaction to the whole ordeal convinced the black lab to stay away from it.

But little did Roy know, that he was completely wrong. Oh, he was dead wrong.

The melanistic bobcat was padding through the observatory, heading towards Hughes room. He wanted to check on Hughes, he hasn't seen the male in the past few days. His last conversation with the guy had been rough, perhaps this one could be better. As he padded up to the door to Hughes room, the male froze in place when the scent of blood hit his nostrils. In the past month or two, Roy has gotten used to his new, 'enhanced' senses- one mainly being his sense of smell. Roy was able to pick up scents more easily than he used to as a human, and can even identify who scents belong to. Without a doubt, this scent of blood belonged to Hughes, and he hates how fresh it is. Roy felt his heart beating in his chest, blood pumping in his ears as he stepped into the room.

Roy didn't even get into the room entirely to see his friend laying on the ground, with his hind legs missing and blood spilled on the ground. His friend was laying on a newly drawn transmutation circle, that he recognized to be a human transmutation circle. His eyes widened at the sight, Hughes attempted the taboo again, despite his efforts to push his friend away from it. And now, Hughes was dying on the ground, bleeding out. Before he moved from his spot, his gaze shifted to the center of the circle and then he saw an abomination of a creature. It was black, had red eyes, and it was dead- it didn't survive for long. It was laying in it's own puddle of blood, and Roy couldn't look at the abomination for long.

He tore his gaze away from it, rose his paw into the air, and snapped. Controlled flames made contact with the mess of a creature, instantly turning it to nothing but ash. After it was gone, Roy ran over to Hughes. "HUGHES!" He exclaimed as he reached forward to grab Maes, but when he grabbed him, the male was ice cold. That meant one thing, Hughes was dead. No, no no no- he can't be dead, not again! The male attempted to shake his friend awake, but the black lab was completely limp, eyes open wide that looked like they had been full of pain and despair.

Tears began to swell up in Roy's eyes, as he attempted to lift his friend's limp body close for a moment. This can't be happening, he could feel his heart racing in his chest as the sudden realization hit him hard. Hughes is gone. His best friend, that he already lost once before, was gone again. But this time, he was probably dead for good. He didn't want it to be true, but if this life had been Hughes second chance, then it's over. There probably isn't a third chance, and Roy is well aware that he can't bring Hughes back. Or he'll face a similar fate if he tries. "You idiot," The male muttered as tears ran down his cheeks, as he closed Hughes eyes for the last time, and laid the male on the ground.

Roy didn't move from his place, as he laid on the ground besides his dead friend, tears running down his cheeks, not caring if blood was currently staining his fur. This must be a living hell now, The male thought, trying to hold back a sob as he came to realize that he is truly alone here now. No Hughes. No Riza from his knowledge, he's here all by himself. Roy wasn't able to hold back the silent cries, eyes closing shut as more tears ran down his cheeks, continuing to lay beside his friend in mourning.

It was the smell of blood that ushered her forth from the shadows of her own room, causing her pace to quicken and quicken until she was practically sprinting down the halls, her gaze borderline black. Hungry... hungry... hungry, she was so terribly hung- Maes? This was Maes room. This was where the blood was coming from. Why? Why were there other people here? Why was Roy despairing? She had to fight tooth and nail to control herself, gradually coming back to reality only to be hit with a ton of bricks. Her feral mind had been subdued just long enough for her to realize that Maes was gone. Her friend was gone.

Claws escaped their sheathes as she took in the scene, her heart hammering in her chest as every one of her instincts screamed to put her personal feelings towards the man aside and feed. Feed for her children. Feed for herself. She held strong though, gray eyes emerging from the black only to fill with tears. [color=#b14767]"I'm..." She began in a quiet voice. A shaking voice. [color=#b14767]"I'm so sorry."  It was that damn circle again. She recognized it from last time, remembered Roy's distress and how, subsequently, he had been tasked with cleaning up the mess it left. She supposed Maes hadn't been willing to give up though and in that, committed the taboo that he had been warned about. Already, she missed him.

But she couldn't stay, not with the beast growing and tempting her to let go and further destroy his already bloodied body. It was taking every ounce of strength for her to just be standing there, practically trembling as she combated her inner darkness. In the end, she had to leave, turning on a heel and hurrying away as fast as possible hoping that Roy would understand. That everyone would understand.