04-04-2018, 01:41 AM
Roy wasn't used to peace. His life hasn't been peaceful, it was his choice really. Before ending up here, Roy had been a 'state alchemist', a colonel in his country's military. He had reached that rank at a rather young age, and has seen hell through the civil war his country went through. The war had been living hell, starting with a soldier murdering an innocent, little Ishbal girl and then it turned into a war zone, explosions left and right and state alchemists being used as weapons. He happened to be one of those state alchemists- he had been known as the flame alchemist. During the civil war, the smell of burning and decaying bodies had became too familiar to him. Thankfully, the horrid war came to an end as all wars do, and he planned to make things right with Ishbal when he became Fuhrer- it had been his goal. But now, can that even be his goal anymore? With his current state? Can he possibly find some way to become human again, and rise up the ranks to bring peace to his nation?
The Sumatran tiger's ears instantly pricked up at the cheerful, happy voice, his head instantly snapping towards it. And what he saw was a domestic feline with purple and white fur, and antlers on their head. The male blinked a few times at what he was seeing- this couldn't be normal. Not only that, but they were talking- rather cheerfully might he add. Before he could even process what to say- two other colleagues of the first guy showed up, introducing themselves as if this was the normal thing to do. Green eyes narrowing, his ears flattened to his skull as he began to think. He was thinking of what to say, what to do- what he hadn't been expecting to see was a bunch of animals. And he wasn't expecting them to ask him if he was here to join them. "Now now, let's not get ahead of ourselves here," He spoke up as his tail slowly swished behind him, "You wish for me to join? I don't even know who any of you truly are." He heard themselves introduce themselves, but that didn't suddenly mean he was buddies with them. They are still strangers in his eyes, and he's not about to put himself into a situation he knows nothing about. That is simply foolish.
"I am not about to join a group so quickly and carelessly. Tell me why you would want me to join, convince me," Roy said with a calculating tone, paws digging into the ground as he did so. "Roy Mustang, by the way."
The Sumatran tiger's ears instantly pricked up at the cheerful, happy voice, his head instantly snapping towards it. And what he saw was a domestic feline with purple and white fur, and antlers on their head. The male blinked a few times at what he was seeing- this couldn't be normal. Not only that, but they were talking- rather cheerfully might he add. Before he could even process what to say- two other colleagues of the first guy showed up, introducing themselves as if this was the normal thing to do. Green eyes narrowing, his ears flattened to his skull as he began to think. He was thinking of what to say, what to do- what he hadn't been expecting to see was a bunch of animals. And he wasn't expecting them to ask him if he was here to join them. "Now now, let's not get ahead of ourselves here," He spoke up as his tail slowly swished behind him, "You wish for me to join? I don't even know who any of you truly are." He heard themselves introduce themselves, but that didn't suddenly mean he was buddies with them. They are still strangers in his eyes, and he's not about to put himself into a situation he knows nothing about. That is simply foolish.
"I am not about to join a group so quickly and carelessly. Tell me why you would want me to join, convince me," Roy said with a calculating tone, paws digging into the ground as he did so. "Roy Mustang, by the way."
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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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