Kono basho de periodo ni // p, margy

[Roy Mustang]

Ten days. It's almost been ten days since Roy gnawed his own leg off. Ten days of staying in the Cleric's den instead of his room, getting his wound redressed and bandaged. Roy hoped that Rin and Radeken believed his stump was improving, and hopefully clean of any infections. Since in all honesty, Roy just wants to get out of this den. And stay out of it for as long as he can. But he can't be certain when that day will be, Rin and Radeken will have to be the ones to tell him he's in the clear.

When Rin or Radeken weren't busy redressing his wound or re-bandaging, Roy was able to walk around. There was no way Roy would be able to sit in that den for hours and hours on end- he would probably die of boredom if he was confined to the den. Plus, being able to leave the den has given Roy the initiative to get back on his feet himself, and without any help. Roy didn't want to seem useless with a missing leg, he wanted to get himself used to what his life will be like by the time he's fully healed.

Today, while Roy padded around by himself, the bobcat somehow ended up at the City of Stars. It certainly wasn't Roy's intention at first to get so far out in the territory, but when he was limping through the Canopy, the City of Stars caught his eye. Roy was standing right in front of the Ruins, not daring to go inside. The buildings looked unstable, perhaps even at the point of collapsing. The Flame Alchemist wasn't about go through another horrific accident, the male was content with observing the Ruins from afar. Hm, these ruins remind me of Xerxes, Roy thought to himself as he sat down on the ground, not picking up the sound of paw steps behind him.