AND I’M BORDERLINE BAD | OPEN, INTRODUCTION?

[Roy Mustang]

Roy's ice blue eyes narrowed cautiously, as the melanistic bobcat made his way over, gaze locked on the Lunar Lieutenant. Something, without a doubt, seemed wrong with Margaery. Roy considered her to be a friend of his, and she seemed off. Roy didn't pick up on that usual grayness in her eyes, instead they were threatening to fade into a deep color of red. And before he could say a word to her, the feline decided to speak up before him. And rather dramatically as well, if he might add. Genevieve Harper Mikaelson? The name did not ring a bell, and he knew that Margaery wouldn't pull a stunt like this. She claimed that Margaery is 'out of commission', which sounds rather concerning to the male. What the hell did this thing do to take control of her? She must be quite stupid then, her attitude only proved her lack of intelligence, if she knows how to take control but doesn't know how to let Margaery back. Or, Genevieve doesn't want to let Margaery back, and is doing anything in her power to stay in control.

"So tell me, Genevieve, you're possessing Margaery, am I correct?" The Flame Alchemist questioned with a calculating tone, not caring if he sounded harsh to the thing that's wearing Margaery's face. This isn't Margaery that's standing before him and the others, it's not his friend. She did not die for her children, and come back from the dead. No, it is an invader of Margaery, and Roy Mustang will treat it as a stranger until he knows his friend is safe and sound. "I do not appreciate you taking the control of my friend," He said, as his ears flattened to his skull, gaze locking on her. "If you took control of her, then you should be able to release her- unless you're truly dull-witted as you sound."