Ah, happier times~!
Who: Roy Mustang, Open
What: Roy's experiment had results even he couldn't have anticipated...
Where: The streets of Town
When: After this event on Sunday
Warnings: Updated as needed
It was beautiful outside. The sun was bright and clean after the gloom and destruction in the apartment building, and he took a tentative step towards the street, blinking owlishly. It was easier now that he was out in the fresh air. It was a town, like any other town... probably. At least, it had police like towns did. That policewoman who'd helped him had been great. He should've thanked her better. Maybe he should've recognised her, too?
He shook his head. It didn't help, but he was firmly resolved not to panic. He was just a little shaken up, that was all. After being in an explosion like that, who wouldn't be? He didn't know how he'd gotten caught in that; whoever's apartment that was, it was sure unsafe. He could only hope he lived somewhere nicer. Like maybe... maybe down by those shops he could see in the distance. Or those mountains.
Yes, that must be it. A brisk walk, and then his head would be clearer. Then he'd remember everything about the explosion and where he lived, and even... what his name was.
Decisively, the bruise on his forehead throbbing lightly, he turned on his heel and headed toward the shopping area. There'd be someone there that knew him. In a town this small, there had to be!
What: Roy's experiment had results even he couldn't have anticipated...
Where: The streets of Town
When: After this event on Sunday
Warnings: Updated as needed
It was beautiful outside. The sun was bright and clean after the gloom and destruction in the apartment building, and he took a tentative step towards the street, blinking owlishly. It was easier now that he was out in the fresh air. It was a town, like any other town... probably. At least, it had police like towns did. That policewoman who'd helped him had been great. He should've thanked her better. Maybe he should've recognised her, too?
He shook his head. It didn't help, but he was firmly resolved not to panic. He was just a little shaken up, that was all. After being in an explosion like that, who wouldn't be? He didn't know how he'd gotten caught in that; whoever's apartment that was, it was sure unsafe. He could only hope he lived somewhere nicer. Like maybe... maybe down by those shops he could see in the distance. Or those mountains.
Yes, that must be it. A brisk walk, and then his head would be clearer. Then he'd remember everything about the explosion and where he lived, and even... what his name was.
Decisively, the bruise on his forehead throbbing lightly, he turned on his heel and headed toward the shopping area. There'd be someone there that knew him. In a town this small, there had to be!