05-05-2018, 10:55 PM
[align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 550px; min-height: 9px; font-family:; line-height: 110%; text-align: justify; color: black; padding: 20px"]It wasn't fair. That was all he could think then and there. All that they had wanted, everything they had worked so hard for--it was all gone. It wasn't fair. Like a child having a temper tantrum, it was all he could tell himself. But even if it was unfair, it was the harsh reality of their situation. They were both dead, with no chance of going back. Without Roy and Fullmetal, who had probably gotten caught in it too, defeating the homunculi was hopeless. Amestris was in a dire trouble that only they knew about.
Maes takes a deep breath, the inhale resonating with the bitter emptiness he could feel in his chest. He would have thought that his mind would be buzzing, but instead, it was almost blank. He couldn't think. Under the pressure of his brief denial, he couldn't comprehend anything. But he knew that, out of anyone here, Roy would need the most comfort. He had put a lot of effort into supporting him and helping him to the top, true, but he had had such high expectations for himself. He knew that he thought he had failed. So, instead of wallowing in his own sadness, he turned to his friend.
"It's alright. We'll figure everything out, okay? It's not the end of the world as we know it," he puts on that fatherly tone, which Roy probably had heard many times before. He knew that he was a fireball, but his flames had died out. Now, he just seemed like a shell of himself. The sight made his gut twist. While it had definitely hurt him, too, he couldn't imagine how he felt.
As Eternal and Bastille make their appearances, he steps forward, a smile that's meant to be comforting on his face. He makes sure the feline is focusing on him before he speaks again. "We'll get through this together, Roy"
Maes takes a deep breath, the inhale resonating with the bitter emptiness he could feel in his chest. He would have thought that his mind would be buzzing, but instead, it was almost blank. He couldn't think. Under the pressure of his brief denial, he couldn't comprehend anything. But he knew that, out of anyone here, Roy would need the most comfort. He had put a lot of effort into supporting him and helping him to the top, true, but he had had such high expectations for himself. He knew that he thought he had failed. So, instead of wallowing in his own sadness, he turned to his friend.
"It's alright. We'll figure everything out, okay? It's not the end of the world as we know it," he puts on that fatherly tone, which Roy probably had heard many times before. He knew that he was a fireball, but his flames had died out. Now, he just seemed like a shell of himself. The sight made his gut twist. While it had definitely hurt him, too, he couldn't imagine how he felt.
As Eternal and Bastille make their appearances, he steps forward, a smile that's meant to be comforting on his face. He makes sure the feline is focusing on him before he speaks again. "We'll get through this together, Roy"