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[Javert's cold, stern expression, resplendent with authority, appears on this video announcement. To those who know him there are two aspects of his personage that are immediately out of the ordinary: the first is his lack of top hat, which he never leaves home without. The second is the bright pink-and-orange cloth adorning his shoulders. What is

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[Welp, working for the police sounds like something Armstrong can manage just fine. After all, this is just what he did back home: go after criminals and bring them to justice. Not the mention he was quite good at it.]

This sounds quite interesting. I have some prior experience in this line of work since I'm part of a law enforcement unit back home. But I'll be willing to take any tests that might be needed for me to join.

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[chose_death]

Tests are unnecessary, but I will need a thorough description of your experience and skills. You will go to the Government District Police Headquarters at the center square and write an application with the administrative coordinator. Any decent map will show you the way. It is not hard to find.

[A pause. Javert raises his eyes and examines this fellow on the other end of the line. He certainly looks closer in age to the good Chief Inspector, and it is a welcome refreshment compared to the teenagers that come in expecting a position of rank. He scrutinizes the mustached man carefully and thoughtfully, an authoritative and cold air to his manner.

At length, he asks abruptly,]

What was your rank? Before coming here.

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I see. I'll go to the Police Headquarters as soon as I can.

[He watches the other man study him with his eyes, not really bothering about that. After all, he was being 'appraised' for a job, so it is only natural for him to be under such examination, for the lack of a better word.

Clearing his throat, Armstrong promptly answered to the question.]

I was a Major of the Amestrian Military and one of their main State Alchemists. [He says all that in a rather neutral way. Even though he takes great pride on his abilities and position, Armstrong never really feels like bragging about those.]

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[Javert is silent for a stretch of several long seconds, weighing this man's words as if it test it for honesty. Apparently, the Inspector approves of the look of this fellow well enough, and being an old former soldier himself during the days of the Napoleonic Wars, a man of the uniform is a quick way to appeal to him.

After all, for the most part, a soldier respects authority with obedience. They are perfectly suited to most police work. Javert nods curtly.]

I don't care about your country, Major. Nationality is worthless here, you understand.

I will tell you that your application shall be received well. Explain your rank. You may qualify out of the Academy; that is best for greener fellows, not for old soldiers. But I can not make a guarantee until you finish the paperwork.

By the way-- [Chief Inspector Javert leans imperceptibly closer in to the video feed, his eyes cold and unwavering.] You mention Alchemists. I won't hear it now, but I will expect you to describe your special skills. Do not forget.

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[It is good that, unintentionally, Armstrong is getting Javert's trust - or, in the very least, his confidence about him doing a good job. Despite not being a 'fan' of violence, Armstrong always loved his job back home, and he was more than willing to do keep the same attitude in Somarium.]

I know that it doesn't matter where I came from. I'm just used to introduce myself like that. [He says in a polite, neutral tone. He was so used to associating his name and rank to his country, it was hard not to mention it.

The same way it is also hard not to mention the Alchemist part, like it is nothing. He sometimes forgets that Soamrium isn't used to them.]

I'll be sure to describe all my qualifications throughout, don't worry.

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Good. Be thorough. It will help your placement in the Service.

[Javert straightens ever so slightly, the looming effect diminishing somewhat. He regards Armstrong calmly, his manner professional.]

I shall expect your application soon, Major.