Losing Control
I don’t like losing control. It’s no fun. Not for me, not for anybody else. My sensei attempted to stress self-control - physically, mentally, emotionally. It-it’s one of those sticking points, I guess. I don’t like admitting that I’ve got a problem with much of anything, but - not following my first impulse can be difficult.
I mean, let’s be honest here. I’m easy to provoke. If you know what buttons to push, you can send me snarling over the edge with a few sharp words. Mustang got me bad that time, and I lost my ass in the arena because of it. Sure, it was a nice display and all that and I still kept my certification, but… I lost control. To Mustang That was galling!
Especially in public. Especially when he was talking about his ‘rules of war’ and that was one of them! Not losing your temper was one of those rules!
Ahh, thinking about it burns me up so bad. Next time, I’ll show him - if there’s ever a next time. Sometimes I don’t think either of us will live to see the next certification!
Edward Elric
Fullmetal Alchemist
188 Words
I mean, let’s be honest here. I’m easy to provoke. If you know what buttons to push, you can send me snarling over the edge with a few sharp words. Mustang got me bad that time, and I lost my ass in the arena because of it. Sure, it was a nice display and all that and I still kept my certification, but… I lost control. To Mustang That was galling!
Especially in public. Especially when he was talking about his ‘rules of war’ and that was one of them! Not losing your temper was one of those rules!
Ahh, thinking about it burns me up so bad. Next time, I’ll show him - if there’s ever a next time. Sometimes I don’t think either of us will live to see the next certification!
Edward Elric
Fullmetal Alchemist
188 Words