05-31-2018, 08:09 PM
Roy really didn't to make his way out here. He wanted to stay in his room, be away from contact for a few hours as he mourned for his friend. But he knew that mentally, it won't be good for him if he stays away from contact. Despite his grief stricken state, he has to force himself to go out there and continue on. He has to listen to some wise words that came from Edward Elric: "Stand up and walk. Keep moving forward. You've got two good legs. So get up and use them. You're strong enough to make your own path." He knew that those boys went through hell, and despite all of that, they moved forward. If they were able to keep moving forward after all of that, then he can too. This place might as well be considered a living hell, but he can't allow it to make his life crumble to pieces. Hughes wouldn't want him to wallow away in self pity, anyways.
The male made his way over, ears flattened to his skull as he looked over towards Margaery. Roy's eyes looked tired, they were red and swollen from grief. "I'll take one." The Flame Alchemist said, his confident, cocky tone replaced by a drained, broken tone.
The male made his way over, ears flattened to his skull as he looked over towards Margaery. Roy's eyes looked tired, they were red and swollen from grief. "I'll take one." The Flame Alchemist said, his confident, cocky tone replaced by a drained, broken tone.
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— THE SHADOWS ON MY WALL DON'T SLEEP
Roy Mustang is a 3 year and 4 months old melanistic bobcat. He has obsidian fur- light shades on his muzzle, paws, belly, chest, and tail tip and darker spots all over his body. He is an amputee, his back right leg left in an uneven cut, stump. Roy is an Alchemist who specifies in flame alchemy- he has fire and air elementals. He resides in the Ascendants, happily married to Riza Hawkeye. Roy does not trust strangers easily, they must earn it. He's also blind.
— THEY KEEP CALLING ME, BECKONING.
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