07-20-2018, 02:58 PM
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[ omg i love him already ]
Roy was minding his own business, padding along his designated path when his ears pricked up at an unfamiliar voice echoing through out the territory. Roy's head snapped towards the source of the exaggerated, whiny voice- a frown forming firmly on his maw. Roy hasn't even seen this guy yet, but he already knows he isn't going to be a fan of them at all. He sounds impatient, annoying, and most importantly, over dramatic. Roy wasn't exactly that friendly when it came to newcomers, even the friendly joiners. So without a doubt, there's no chance that Roy is going to treat Crownglass nicely, especially after how he described them. Customer service. Hearing those words instantly caused Roy's ears to flatten to his skull, setting aside his patrol to head directly to where the over dramatic tom was impatiently waiting for them.
"Now now, perhaps if you were patient," The melanistic bobcat said with a cunning, confident tone, "You wouldn't be whining like a child." His blue gaze landed on the calico, eyes narrowing as he got a better look. "We are not a customer service, so cut the act." The male was quick to order with a commanding tone, seriousness gleaming in his eyes. Not once did Roy take his gaze off of Crownglass, Roy wasn't going to be pushed around by that attitude. He was not a customer service, nor was anyone else here. If this guy expects to be treated nicely and be pampered, then he's getting none of that with Roy Mustang. "Who the hell are you and what do you want with us?"
Roy was minding his own business, padding along his designated path when his ears pricked up at an unfamiliar voice echoing through out the territory. Roy's head snapped towards the source of the exaggerated, whiny voice- a frown forming firmly on his maw. Roy hasn't even seen this guy yet, but he already knows he isn't going to be a fan of them at all. He sounds impatient, annoying, and most importantly, over dramatic. Roy wasn't exactly that friendly when it came to newcomers, even the friendly joiners. So without a doubt, there's no chance that Roy is going to treat Crownglass nicely, especially after how he described them. Customer service. Hearing those words instantly caused Roy's ears to flatten to his skull, setting aside his patrol to head directly to where the over dramatic tom was impatiently waiting for them.
"Now now, perhaps if you were patient," The melanistic bobcat said with a cunning, confident tone, "You wouldn't be whining like a child." His blue gaze landed on the calico, eyes narrowing as he got a better look. "We are not a customer service, so cut the act." The male was quick to order with a commanding tone, seriousness gleaming in his eyes. Not once did Roy take his gaze off of Crownglass, Roy wasn't going to be pushed around by that attitude. He was not a customer service, nor was anyone else here. If this guy expects to be treated nicely and be pampered, then he's getting none of that with Roy Mustang. "Who the hell are you and what do you want with us?"
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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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