BEYOND THE INFERNO | CAPTURE

[Roy Mustang]

Roy should have known somebody was going to jump between him and Jacob. This clan was practically crawling with pacifists, he already had Shininglight attempt to stop him, and now Alexander. Alexander was lucky though, as soon as the young timber wolf jumped between them, Roy pulled the flame back with him. If he hadn't, Alexander surely would have gotten burned. Not a first degree or second, without a doubt it'd be a third degree burn- it'd probably only take a matter of a few seconds for the blazing hot flames to burn at Alexander's flesh. And Roy Mustang intended to burn Jacob the same very way if he didn't get answers. Look how easily anger and rage can twist a person, it's honestly quite terrifying. Roy's hard, cold blue gaze landed firmly on Alexander, optics not blinking once. "You're in the way, Alexander," The Flame Alchemist said with a low, dangerous tone that would send chills down anyone's spine, "move aside, now." For just a moment, Roy didn't focus on Jacob, while still holding his grip tightly on the Typhoon Dealer's head. Alexander's comments reached Roy's ears, but unfortunately the male didn't listen to them as well as Alexander might have hoped. Instead of helping Roy realize that he's at fault, and so clearly in the wrong, the bobcat merely shoved the words to the side. Alexander is a young wolf, a pup. How could he possibly know? "Anyways, you're just a child," Roy's words almost spat out like venom, "You're far too young to get involved in a matter like this. There's no way you can fully comprehend this, get out of the way before you get hurt."

With that, the bobcat focused back on the wolfdog, frowning at the excuses Jacob continued to pull. If Alexander wasn't in the way, Roy would have been pressing the hot, blazing flames against Jacob's fur. Roy still found it hard to believe that after all the claims Jacob makes that he's closer to Pincher than anyone else is, that he knows nothing on it. Roy was closer to Riza than anyone here, and anyone back in his unit. Roy was Riza's commanding officer, and she was his first lieutenant. She was also his personal assistant, as well as his bodyguard. Roy trusted Riza with everything, and she trusted him the same way. He told her everything, and she did the same, in any way they could. Based on his experience with Riza, and his anger driven mind, he wasn't coming that easy to accept that somebody didn't have a trusting relationship like him and the Lieutenant.

When Jacob began to cry in short, shuddering breaths, the male snorted. Roy should see that Jacob is terrified of the flames, that should be a reason for Roy to stop. Everyone could see Jacob doesn't have anything to do with this, and that his loving, pure nature wouldn't allow him to stoop so low like Pincher. Pincher and Jacob have far different morals, but right now, Roy refused to see it. "Stop crying you child-" Roy began to order, but in the middle of it, his flame went out. His voice quickly trailed off, knowing the extinguish of the flame was not his doing. He had been determined to keep it going, and if necessary, burn Jacob with it.

Roy didn't have to wonder who killed the flames for very long. As not even a moment later, his ears pricked up at Bastilleprisoner's annoyed voice. His gaze quickly landed on the feline, taking note of the disapproval that gleamed in Bastille's eyes. Roy thought Bastilleprisoner wasn't a pacifist- didn't he have to remind Bastille that he's not Starrynight? As those demanding words made it's way out of the Astral Seraph's mouth, Roy's ears flattened to his skull for a second time. Clearly, Roy wasn't pleased with what he was hearing- he picked the wrong enemy? Complete bullshit, an enemy is an enemy! Whether or not they used to be an ally, they made the decision to switch sides, they're no longer that ally. "He's no longer our ally Fullmetal," The title came flying off of his tongue, not even in realization for the bobcat, "What you're telling me is that he gets special privilege because he used to be an ally. Would you give the same kind of privilege to other ex-Snowbounders that left for the Typhoon? Or is it just him?"

"He's just as much of an enemy as the rest of the Typhoon now," Roy tried to argue with Bastilleprisoner's reasoning and declaration, claws trembling as he resisted the urge to snap. It was clear to anyone that Roy was fueled by his outrage, the desperation for answers. He didn't want to let go of this so easily, as Bastilleprisoner expected him to do. "We need answers! We have no idea why they are attacking us, we need to figure out what their motives are!"