04-17-2018, 11:48 AM
"My name's Maes Hughes--but just call me Hughes."
Roy heard that familiar, yet shaky, voice come out of the labador's jaws, ears almost immediately pinning back. This doesn't make sense, how can this dog not only have Maes' familiar features, but as well as his name and voice? Roy almost didn't want to believe it, too afraid that this was all some big trick from a homunculus known as Envy. "You can't be Maes Hughes," The sudden cautious, angered tone came out of Roy's mouth, taking a slight step back. "The Maes Hughes I know is a dead man-- and people can't come back from the dead." He mentioned as his gaze locked onto Hughes, uncertainty deep in his eyes.
But while he thought about it, Envy probably wouldn't put this much of an effort to get to Mustang. It would probably be far too much work- for Envy to travel to who knows where, and get further and further away from Central and the homunculi plans. Surely they should think that Roy is dead, and that they wouldn't make their way to go out all the way here to cause trouble, when their plans should be easier without Roy possibly ruining their plans. Roy knew Envy turned into a dog once, but that asshole still sounded like themselves. This dog in front of him, they genuinely looked confused and weren't sure where they are. Just how Mustang had been a few weeks ago. He wasn't sure if Envy would be able to put up an act like this, it seemed real and genuine. His ears pricked back up when he heard that familiar voice again- this time Hughes asking him where they are. Okay, so he really was lost, Envy would have known their location. A small sigh escaped his lips, as he decided to speak up again. "You are in Ascendants territory."
For a moment after that he fell silent, looking down at his front paws for a moment. He had a feeling that this was genuinely Hughes- his best friend that he believed was dead. But he just has to make sure, he has to get this guy to prove themselves that they are actually who they say they are. "So, you say you're Hughes, correct?" He spoke up with that cocky, confident tone that should sound familiar to the canine, his tail slowly swishing behind him. "If you're really him, then you should know who I am. Tell me what my name is, Hughes."
Roy heard that familiar, yet shaky, voice come out of the labador's jaws, ears almost immediately pinning back. This doesn't make sense, how can this dog not only have Maes' familiar features, but as well as his name and voice? Roy almost didn't want to believe it, too afraid that this was all some big trick from a homunculus known as Envy. "You can't be Maes Hughes," The sudden cautious, angered tone came out of Roy's mouth, taking a slight step back. "The Maes Hughes I know is a dead man-- and people can't come back from the dead." He mentioned as his gaze locked onto Hughes, uncertainty deep in his eyes.
But while he thought about it, Envy probably wouldn't put this much of an effort to get to Mustang. It would probably be far too much work- for Envy to travel to who knows where, and get further and further away from Central and the homunculi plans. Surely they should think that Roy is dead, and that they wouldn't make their way to go out all the way here to cause trouble, when their plans should be easier without Roy possibly ruining their plans. Roy knew Envy turned into a dog once, but that asshole still sounded like themselves. This dog in front of him, they genuinely looked confused and weren't sure where they are. Just how Mustang had been a few weeks ago. He wasn't sure if Envy would be able to put up an act like this, it seemed real and genuine. His ears pricked back up when he heard that familiar voice again- this time Hughes asking him where they are. Okay, so he really was lost, Envy would have known their location. A small sigh escaped his lips, as he decided to speak up again. "You are in Ascendants territory."
For a moment after that he fell silent, looking down at his front paws for a moment. He had a feeling that this was genuinely Hughes- his best friend that he believed was dead. But he just has to make sure, he has to get this guy to prove themselves that they are actually who they say they are. "So, you say you're Hughes, correct?" He spoke up with that cocky, confident tone that should sound familiar to the canine, his tail slowly swishing behind him. "If you're really him, then you should know who I am. Tell me what my name is, Hughes."
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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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