08-01-2018, 01:45 AM
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Roy's blue eyes narrowed to slits, as he began to listen Jacob fumble with his words. Roy listened closely, taking note of every word that came nervously out of Jacob's jaws. Jacob, without a doubt, sounded confused and scared. It was like Jacob wasn't expecting this scenario to take place when waltzing into a battle field- ridiculous. Roy also took note on how Jacob froze the moment he used his flame alchemy. It looked like the wolfdog was about to hyperventilate at the sight of the small flame, but didn't as Roy extinguished it rather quickly. So, you must be afraid of fire, He thought to himself as he stared down at the canine as Jacob continued to explain himself to Roy. That means his flame alchemy would be a perfect tactic, Jacob should give him answers as he probably doesn't want to receive a burn. Roy could see the tears swelling in the male's eyes, but that wasn't going to falter Roy's plan- he brought Jacob here with the hopes of getting information pried, he's not about to stop because Jacob is acting like a baby.
Roy was about to answer back to Jacob when his thoughts were suddenly put on halt, when he felt a small headbutt to his shoulder. The male's head quickly snapped towards the member responsible- Shinninglight. A frown quickly made it's way onto Roy Mustang's maw when he heard the Cleric speak up. "Don't hurt. Won't let you." Ah, here's one of the pacifists in Ascendants, who believes war and violence is unjust. Roy was honestly surprised that only Shinninglight was trying to stop him so far. Surely he thought he'd have more people telling him to stop, and not to resort to violence. It was just too damn bad that he wasn't a pacifist himself, correct? Keeping a firm grip on Jacob, Roy focused on the Cleric for a moment. "Whether I hurt him or not isn't up to you. It's his willingness to cooperate or not." And with that, he turned to focus on Jacob yet again, but his gaze met Gabriel instead.
Roy probably should have taken Jacob to a secluded spot, he'd admit that. But then again, who knows how long they would have been hidden from the rest of the clan, scents aren't that hard to track. Plus, who knows if they would have grabbed attention just by noise. There's no guarantee they would have been alone for very long. But, he listened to what Gabriel had to say. With a slight frown, the Flame Alchemist said a few quick words. "He'll be used as blackmail after he answers me."
Roy then turned his gaze back onto Jacob, frowning as he noticed the canine was shaking as much as he voice had. Jacob claimed he didn't know anything. He even claimed that the two didn't even talk about it, and that he doesn't really know much on the matter. It caused Roy to think, thinking of more questions and demands he could make at the Typhoon dealer. "Don't act so clueless," The male began to scold, claws inching to snap, "you're only making it sound like you don't know your fiance as well as you believe." Blue eyes gleamed with a hard, serious gaze, gaze locked on the shaking animal. "It's hard to believe that you don't know anything on the matter," He said with a frown, "What a pitiful, pathetic excuse."
"As after all, you do live in a group of pirates and the man you consider yourself to be closest to is in charge of them all." Roy's claws began to get relatively closer to Jacob's head, mutated claws inches away from rubbing against each other. "What you're telling me is that your fiance doesn't tell you everything, that you aren't aware he enjoys harming innocent people who did nothing to him."
Snap.
This time, the flames were getting considerably close to Jacob's face. And Roy wasn't going to extinguish it either, he intended for it to stay alive and use it as a tactic to get answers out of the wolfdog. And if he continues to claim he knows nothing, the Flame Alchemist won't hesitate to burn some flesh off of Jacob's skin. He knows Jacob can already feel the intense heat from the small, controlled flame. Even he can feel the heat, but he wasn't the one who had to be concerned about getting burned.
"Drop the excuses and tell me what you know."
Roy was about to answer back to Jacob when his thoughts were suddenly put on halt, when he felt a small headbutt to his shoulder. The male's head quickly snapped towards the member responsible- Shinninglight. A frown quickly made it's way onto Roy Mustang's maw when he heard the Cleric speak up. "Don't hurt. Won't let you." Ah, here's one of the pacifists in Ascendants, who believes war and violence is unjust. Roy was honestly surprised that only Shinninglight was trying to stop him so far. Surely he thought he'd have more people telling him to stop, and not to resort to violence. It was just too damn bad that he wasn't a pacifist himself, correct? Keeping a firm grip on Jacob, Roy focused on the Cleric for a moment. "Whether I hurt him or not isn't up to you. It's his willingness to cooperate or not." And with that, he turned to focus on Jacob yet again, but his gaze met Gabriel instead.
Roy probably should have taken Jacob to a secluded spot, he'd admit that. But then again, who knows how long they would have been hidden from the rest of the clan, scents aren't that hard to track. Plus, who knows if they would have grabbed attention just by noise. There's no guarantee they would have been alone for very long. But, he listened to what Gabriel had to say. With a slight frown, the Flame Alchemist said a few quick words. "He'll be used as blackmail after he answers me."
Roy then turned his gaze back onto Jacob, frowning as he noticed the canine was shaking as much as he voice had. Jacob claimed he didn't know anything. He even claimed that the two didn't even talk about it, and that he doesn't really know much on the matter. It caused Roy to think, thinking of more questions and demands he could make at the Typhoon dealer. "Don't act so clueless," The male began to scold, claws inching to snap, "you're only making it sound like you don't know your fiance as well as you believe." Blue eyes gleamed with a hard, serious gaze, gaze locked on the shaking animal. "It's hard to believe that you don't know anything on the matter," He said with a frown, "What a pitiful, pathetic excuse."
"As after all, you do live in a group of pirates and the man you consider yourself to be closest to is in charge of them all." Roy's claws began to get relatively closer to Jacob's head, mutated claws inches away from rubbing against each other. "What you're telling me is that your fiance doesn't tell you everything, that you aren't aware he enjoys harming innocent people who did nothing to him."
Snap.
This time, the flames were getting considerably close to Jacob's face. And Roy wasn't going to extinguish it either, he intended for it to stay alive and use it as a tactic to get answers out of the wolfdog. And if he continues to claim he knows nothing, the Flame Alchemist won't hesitate to burn some flesh off of Jacob's skin. He knows Jacob can already feel the intense heat from the small, controlled flame. Even he can feel the heat, but he wasn't the one who had to be concerned about getting burned.
"Drop the excuses and tell me what you know."
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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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