05-06-2018, 12:59 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 61%; text-align: justify; font-size: 12pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: times new roman;"]A thrilling scream echoed throughout the observatory, causing the melanistic bobcat's ears to instantly pin against his skull. The screaming was quite loud, and unexpected, it was like the flame alchemist was covering his ears from it. The screaming did not stop, it sounded as if it was full of anguish and despair. Usually he would think someone would be getting physically attacked by that screaming, or were mortally injured, but this time it felt different. The anguish and agony that was within it, it really sounded like someone's soul was being torn into two.
And then it hit him, that scream- it was Bastillepaw. That little fucker, what the hell was going on with him? It was quite obvious that Roy and Bastillepaw didn't like each other. Bastillepaw thought Roy was shady as fuck, and Roy just found him to be quite aggravating. The two of them clashed often, despite how many times they've agreed on the same topics. Roy liked Fullmetal more than Bastillepaw, and that's saying something.
But just because he doesn't like Bastillepaw, he knew he couldn't just sit here and listen to the kid's screams. Bastillepaw was still a kid- and at times kids make stupid, rash decisions. And a lot of times those end up with them getting really hurt. He should check on the kid, see what's going on- before Bastillepaw hurts himself or worse. A huff of annoyance escaped Roy's jaws as he got up on his paws, and quickly made his way to where the commotion was.
Roy froze at the sight he saw- a complete mess, which consisted of an insane storm and an eerie black glowing on Bastillepaw's fur. The ground below him rumbled and shook, causing the flame alchemist to almost loose his balance. "What the hell is going on here?" The Flame Alchemist yelled out, as he managed to get his balance back to normal.
Not long after his fur was soaked with rain, and his ears pinned to his skull again as thunder clapped after lightning struck the ground, along with Bastillepaw's screaming. And then before he knew it, a torrent of flames began to whisk around Bastillepaw, and then he caught a glimpse of Suiteheart approaching the flames. She was probably trying to reach Bastillepaw, it looked like she was concerned for him, and wanted to help calm him down. The thing was, Suiteheart probably isn't going to be able to help calm Bastillepaw down with that torrent of flames in the way. She'll probably just get herself seriously burned if she tries to get any closer.
Usually, his flame alchemy is useless in the rain. He can't ignite flames with this rain pouring down on him, but he can manipulate the oxygen levels in those flames whisking around Bastillepaw in a rapid manner. It was apart of his flame alchemy- he has to understand the chemical makeup of it- the comprehension part of all alchemy. Comprehension, deconstruction, and reconstruction. Fire is primarily made out of carbon dioxide, water vapor, oxygen and nitrogen. He can deconstruct the oxygen in the flames- which should skill the fire. Without oxygen, the flames should die out.
The male quickly ran forward, as more rain soaked his fur, jumping in front of Suiteheart. "Wait, Suiteheart!" He yelled over the thunderous clapping, "You're going to get yourself burned if you get any closer, let me kill those flames first!"
And without another word, Roy rose his right paw into the air, flint claws exposed. Not a second went by as the male snapped, attempting to manipulate the oxygen within the flames, hoping to make the oxygen 'deconstruct' and no longer be of use to the flames. If successful, the rapid torrent of flames will die out.
And then it hit him, that scream- it was Bastillepaw. That little fucker, what the hell was going on with him? It was quite obvious that Roy and Bastillepaw didn't like each other. Bastillepaw thought Roy was shady as fuck, and Roy just found him to be quite aggravating. The two of them clashed often, despite how many times they've agreed on the same topics. Roy liked Fullmetal more than Bastillepaw, and that's saying something.
But just because he doesn't like Bastillepaw, he knew he couldn't just sit here and listen to the kid's screams. Bastillepaw was still a kid- and at times kids make stupid, rash decisions. And a lot of times those end up with them getting really hurt. He should check on the kid, see what's going on- before Bastillepaw hurts himself or worse. A huff of annoyance escaped Roy's jaws as he got up on his paws, and quickly made his way to where the commotion was.
Roy froze at the sight he saw- a complete mess, which consisted of an insane storm and an eerie black glowing on Bastillepaw's fur. The ground below him rumbled and shook, causing the flame alchemist to almost loose his balance. "What the hell is going on here?" The Flame Alchemist yelled out, as he managed to get his balance back to normal.
Not long after his fur was soaked with rain, and his ears pinned to his skull again as thunder clapped after lightning struck the ground, along with Bastillepaw's screaming. And then before he knew it, a torrent of flames began to whisk around Bastillepaw, and then he caught a glimpse of Suiteheart approaching the flames. She was probably trying to reach Bastillepaw, it looked like she was concerned for him, and wanted to help calm him down. The thing was, Suiteheart probably isn't going to be able to help calm Bastillepaw down with that torrent of flames in the way. She'll probably just get herself seriously burned if she tries to get any closer.
Usually, his flame alchemy is useless in the rain. He can't ignite flames with this rain pouring down on him, but he can manipulate the oxygen levels in those flames whisking around Bastillepaw in a rapid manner. It was apart of his flame alchemy- he has to understand the chemical makeup of it- the comprehension part of all alchemy. Comprehension, deconstruction, and reconstruction. Fire is primarily made out of carbon dioxide, water vapor, oxygen and nitrogen. He can deconstruct the oxygen in the flames- which should skill the fire. Without oxygen, the flames should die out.
The male quickly ran forward, as more rain soaked his fur, jumping in front of Suiteheart. "Wait, Suiteheart!" He yelled over the thunderous clapping, "You're going to get yourself burned if you get any closer, let me kill those flames first!"
And without another word, Roy rose his right paw into the air, flint claws exposed. Not a second went by as the male snapped, attempting to manipulate the oxygen within the flames, hoping to make the oxygen 'deconstruct' and no longer be of use to the flames. If successful, the rapid torrent of flames will die out.
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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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