She moves the king again, to its last optional safe square and murmurs, "I'll admit this is not how I envisioned my first night on the battlefield."
He doesn't look anything like Roy, and she's not sure if that's good or bad.
Years later when they shipped him off on a belated honeymoon, Roy went without audible protest.
This wasn't really what he'd been expecting from surreptitious wartime sex. He'd thought it would be some kind of quickie round the back of the latrines.
Once you promised me that you would dance on my grave. I'm keeping you to that promise, you know.
It wasn't easy to imagine how he had been mistaken, because Al could swear that even from a distance, a hanged man looked very different from a tent post.
"I know how things work, sir," the boy continued, laying the watch across his lap.
He decided, then, quite firmly, that he wasn't ever going to drink coffee again, with anybody. It was too risky.
"Don't look so downcast!" orders Mustang, grinning maniacally. "Our honour is at stake! Don't let me down! Sometimes you just have to take one for the team!"
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The staff look at each other, look at their automail bottle-opener, and prepare to duck.
Dodge or block, it was still a whirlwind of events that could end up with him either winning or losing.
Of all the castle's "guests," Roy was the only one not allowed to leave. Ever.
Could I burn like that - would the lick of flames on my skin wipe me clean?
They are his signposts and self-inscriptions, cordoning off the book as his own, as something he possesses.
Well, it sure looks like the rumors were true about Wednesday nights, Ed thought, easing inconspicuously along the edges of the room.† But I never knew so many soldiers were gay.
"You'll be up against the wall before you know it, Mustang, right where you belong, eating the bullets of a firing squad for breakfast."
Impress, they had told him. Make us see why we should choose you as one of our own.
There were plenty of reasons she might have had two strapping policemen in her apartment first thing in the morning, but none of them involved a tiny, grouchy kid sitting at her kitchen table and scratching the dirt out of the woodgrain with his thum
It does not occur to him until later — years later — that this might be considered a case of sexual abuse.
They could profane the inner sanctum; it would be a perfect cat burglary. Her father would never know a thing.
You've only been awake for thirty-six hours, staged a coup, fought a bunch of monsters and nearly died a few times. It's not as if you've had a tough day.
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Roy was enchanted by the sound of her voice, pure like dewdrops in the morning.
While the Chief practices his best vengeful face and looks up the recipe for a fake corpse in some freaky alchemy cookbook, Breda and the rest of Team Mustang get to deal with the really annoying bits of this operation.
"Tall girls need not apply," Hughes read aloud, without even the trace of a smirk.
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Even so, you still are a manipulative bastard.
"When you put it that way--" Roy conceded. "But it does seem improbable. You promised me a murderer, but are you so sure that it was no accident?"
...The world is saved. You two can just gnaw on each other for the rest of your lives.
"Don't go to sleep," he murmurs into Ed's hair, and thinks of their mother, long ago, telling a story about spinning straw into gold.
And there was a certain look they shared, the one they both used when they thought Ed was being unreasonably stubborn.
Smug, he'd stayed just long enough to give his report and then had marched straight off to Resembool with Al lagging behind.
Roy Mustang was shipped back home last week. Neat as a parcel of vegetables with the stamp upside-down on the crate.
"When I walked in on you in the bath, Edward, I wasn't expecting Al to be there too."
"Then I'm gonna rule the world, too," Maes replied, because he and Roy always did everything together.
"You finally took my advice and settled down! Not quite what I had in mind, of course, but I'm so happy for you!"
Ed did not want to die without seeing Alphonse again.
If Ed had his way, his allowance (and all of Roy's salary) would be spent entirely on the most expensive brand of dog food to have ever existed.
"So, we're one gunshot from a civil war. If someone from Hakuro's faction fired that shot, for whatever reason ..."
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He hadn't asked Hughes to follow him to this place.
And after all, no amount of rain can wash the blood away.
You don't want to see spicy photos of my gorgeous girlfriend?
Roy could've sworn First Lieutenants existed only to invent torture methods for Colonels, but he wasn't about to say that one out loud.
"You paid for him to have sex?" Mustang says incredulously, putting his pen down on the table top and shoving the form away. "You bought him a prostitute?"
I didn't know on the phone. I didn't know on the train.
Eventually, Roy had to take things into his own hands. Was it really his fault that it had ended up so literal?
Itís February in Central. Thereís nothing better to do.
Death could come to Roy on his time. Appointment first. Lunch, maybe.
Roy was silent when Maes came back several minutes later. If he heard the sounds of retching from the bathroom, he didn't say.
ROY: [calmly] If drinking means acting like an idiot the way you are, I'm going to pass.
"Well... Brother does that, every so often. He really should think before he tries to attack people."