AGAIN // HUMAN AU

[Roy Mustang]

[ AU: y/c turns into a human while still in Ascendants!! ;o;
Roy's outfit reference: click ]

When Roy opened his eyes, as the sun light shined into his room, he felt different. The room felt smaller than what he's used to, as if he grew overnight. For so long, Roy was used to be confined to a body of a bobcat. Roy would have wondered if he was a tiger again, but even as a tiger, the room felt large. Plus, he felt cold on the top of his bed, as if he didn't have fur covering his body. And then, it all clicked in his head, the puzzle pieces coming together in his brain. While this feeling is different than what he's been used to for three months, that didn't mean he didn't recognize it. Human, he has to be human. Laying in bed, Roy lifted his shaking hand, bringing it in view to his face. As his hand came into view, his gaze locked on his gloved hand, his heart beginning to beat in his chest. I'm human. He thought to himself, as he forced his body to sit up, That must have been some horrible dream... But when Roy stood up onto his feet, he wasn't expecting himself to stumble at his balance. As he stumbled, he quickly leaned onto the wall, realizing how shaky his legs were.

Wait, if this was all one big dream, then why does it feel like I haven't walked in months? He thought to himself as his eyes began to scan the room, eyes freezing on Maes's urn and his bedside stand that had his pendant resting on it. No. He thought to himself as his eyes widened with surprise, looking over his shoulder to see Aaliyah's small bed unoccupied. "It was all real! I'm still in the Ascendants!" He muttered with shock, eyes full of expression that screamed denial. He was human again. He was no longer a bobcat, but he isn't home. "There's still no way to go home..." He muttered as he realized the situation he was in, looking out his doorway. While he might be human again, it's still impossible for him to go home. Amestris will continue to live on, unaware that the Flame Alchemist is alive and well, but stuck.

Roy didn't get to think much more on the top as he began to hear others crying out in the observatory, pulling his thoughts away for a moment. Well, it seems like the tables have turned. He can hear some cries from groupmates yelling things about being human, crying for help. They're finally going through his shows, and this time, he's in theirs. They don't know how to function as a human, and he does. They probably need his help. Roy closed his eyes and shoved his disappointed emotions to the side, as he began to walk forward. Roy was wearing a blue military uniform, stylized for the early 1900s, while wearing a black overcoat. He had jet black hair, pale skin, and dark colored eyes. At first, his few steps were rigid, but quickly they became normal as he made his way to the center of the observatory, unable to recognize his groupmates new appearances. "Alright! Who's who?" He commanded with a loud voice, raising his right hand into the air and snapping his fingers. Quickly after, his ignition gloves caused a spark, a controlled flame heading straight into the air above him with a crack. Not long after, the flames died off as he lowered his arm to his side, hoping he grabbed everyone’s attention.