GOLD LEAF ACROSS YOUR LIPS | OPEN, APOLOGY

[Roy Mustang]

Roy couldn't help it but feel a sense of relief run through his chest when he heard that familiar voice ring through his ears. For the past few days, Roy had been worried about Margaery. When he first met 'Genevieve', he thought Margaery was possessed, but that wasn't the case. She and Genevieve were the same person, which wasn't something that you hear everyday. It was hard to accept that Genevieve had a connection with the Cosmic General, while Gen wore Margaery's face, they were nothing alike. Genevieve was rude, snappy, and honestly, not a joy to be around. That friend he grew to care about was replaced without a clear explanation, and he had no idea what he could do to get his friend back. It came to a point where Roy feared that Margaery wouldn't be coming back, especially when Genevieve had that body switch. Genevieve was full of control at that moment, he even heard her say the change might be 'permanent' herself. Thankfully, Margaery didn't have to live under the shadows of Genevieve for much longer.

He was surprised, and relieved, that Bastilleprisoner managed to convince Gen to give the reigns back to Marg. Roy knew that at times, he and Bast butt heads and have their disagreements, but he really has to give it to the kid. He did a good job on getting Margaery back safely. It seemed like he understood the way to get Marg back, while the others like Roy himself, didn't. Roy certainly didn't come to an understanding with Gen, that's for sure- Gen and Roy were not friends. Roy wasn't a fan of Gen and Gen enjoyed to push his buttons. Roy wasn't even coming close to understanding Gen, he wanted answers on what she did to Margaery, while Bastilleprisoner made comments on how they're the same person. Really, how foolish had Roy been acting? It was so simple to get her back, and his angered head didn't want to think about it.

"Margaery," The Flame Alchemist said as his three paws took him over to the scene, his blue eyes instantly landing on those gray optics of hers. Roy hasn't seen those eyes in so long, it was relieving to see those optics once again. It had been tiring and concerning the longer and longer he saw those copper eyes that Genevieve fancied. Once he heard her begin to apologize, Roy's blue eyes blinked, listening closely as his ears pricked up. "It's okay Marg, I'm just glad you're back and okay," The bobcat said after the vampire apologized one more time, a sigh escaping his lips as he looked over at his friend with a soft smile on his features.