06-30-2018, 01:11 AM
Roy was the next one to pad in, arriving shortly after Gordon. Roy was a little late, but thankfully he arrived just in time to hear the suggestions. While Roy is clearly not a fan of Tanglewood, the combination of partying and easing tensions aren't a bad idea. Roy knows that he himself has to get more used to calling Tanglewood their ally, and stopping himself from assuming every Tanglewood member is like their horrid, out of control leader. These events with Tanglewood can probably do him some good, even if he's not a fan of it at first.
Roy didn't say a word, ears pricked up as he listened to the suggestions of his groupmates. He listened carefully to each suggestion made, processing them through his head as he began to think of his own. A masquerade with Tanglewood, suggested by Margaery. A truth or dare session with Snowbound, suggested by Gordon. The male thought to himself, with a flick of his ear. So, a social gathering and a bonding game. Now, what can I think of that can benefit both Ascendants and Snowbound? He thought to himself as he ran ideas through his skull, before the perfect event came to him. A light bulb lit in Roy's skull, this event wasn't a social gathering, nor a bonding game. Rather instead, it's an event that can strengthen one's skills in probably one of the most important things. The Ascendants, in Roy Mustang's mind, have proven themselves not to have much in this- fighting. To Roy, it seems like this clan is full of pacifists, who won't even dare to hurt a fly.
"I can host and invite Snowbound to a sparring competition," Roy spoke up with a confident, calculating tone, gaze locking onto Suiteheart. She was the one running this meeting, meaning she was the one he's awaiting approval from. He doesn't feel like she'll say no to it, but his gaze didn't steer away from her. It stayed firmly locked, eyes gleaming with anticipation.
Roy didn't say a word, ears pricked up as he listened to the suggestions of his groupmates. He listened carefully to each suggestion made, processing them through his head as he began to think of his own. A masquerade with Tanglewood, suggested by Margaery. A truth or dare session with Snowbound, suggested by Gordon. The male thought to himself, with a flick of his ear. So, a social gathering and a bonding game. Now, what can I think of that can benefit both Ascendants and Snowbound? He thought to himself as he ran ideas through his skull, before the perfect event came to him. A light bulb lit in Roy's skull, this event wasn't a social gathering, nor a bonding game. Rather instead, it's an event that can strengthen one's skills in probably one of the most important things. The Ascendants, in Roy Mustang's mind, have proven themselves not to have much in this- fighting. To Roy, it seems like this clan is full of pacifists, who won't even dare to hurt a fly.
"I can host and invite Snowbound to a sparring competition," Roy spoke up with a confident, calculating tone, gaze locking onto Suiteheart. She was the one running this meeting, meaning she was the one he's awaiting approval from. He doesn't feel like she'll say no to it, but his gaze didn't steer away from her. It stayed firmly locked, eyes gleaming with anticipation.
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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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