[Comm clicks on to the sound of hung over groaning from Roy. He's also muttering to himself.]
That was completely pointless... all we did was get drunk, and all Maes did was chase everyone away by shoving pictures of Elicia in their faces... it's not like I actually managed to hook up with some one...[Roy shifts and apparently rolls over on his
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[sigh] Okay, it wasn't -that- bad.
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Seee~! You just need to unwind sometimes, firebug. You don't even have paperwork here, I don't know what you get all uptight about.
... Of course, if you did have a girl you wouldn't need to drink to unwind ... [suggestively]
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... Reeeeeeeeeeally? Roy Mustang, one of us normal people instead of a circus freak? No gloves? No Flame Alchemist? I might just need a new nickname for you after all~
No alchemy, huh? That kind of sucks. Need a hand getting your firearms skills back up to speed?
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I wasn't kidding; no alchemy equals a vulnerable Roy. When was the last time you went to the shooting range?
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... couple of months ago. [he's so lying. He's been in the Digital World since October.]
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Even if I was sure I believed you, that's way too long ago considering how out of practice you probably were. Where's the nearest place? We can go there tomorrow.
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... I really don't want--... ugh. I don't know. Ask Sanders.
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In other words, you probably haven't been to one at all, so I'll be sure to do that.
But if guns aren't good enough for you, then I'll show you the ropes with my push-knives. You need some kind of protection, firebug.
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GET A JOB! You need to be able to support that future girlfriend of yours~
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You're bored.
... no I'm not.
Yesterday you counted ceiling tiles. Then tried to find their square root. And then made fractions based on how many holes each tile had.
...Traitor.
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