[There is the greeter of Himorogi, that tree almost everyone wakes to, and, sitting before it, a man in blue, dark head bowed. One leg is bent at the knee, while the other is tucked under it. The dark trench across his shoulders is only slightly ruffled, most likely, from his position. For a while, all is still, nothing daring to break the
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[ Almost immediately, Roy is greeted with a suggestive, smirking face on the Hitomi's screen. He's managed to catch the witch's attention with his declaration of disbelief, his refusal of reality. There's something else about this man she can't quite place, either, something just beneath the surface, and this intrigues her.
And when C.C. is intrigued, the other party is doomed for trouble. ]
I take it you recently entered this world?
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Time to charm a pretty young lady. That's his dashing smirk. He can put out of mind her unnaturally green hair.]
You could say that.
And you're the goddess who brought me here? [... Maybe he should have worked on that one.]
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But of course. Don't I look like one?
[ She leans into the lens of the Hitomi, granting Roy a pleasant view of her chest. ]
Let's not be strangers, though. Who are you?
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Who am I...?
Did you forget the name of a lowly mortal, Lady Goddess?
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Perhaps it isn't important enough to remember, mortal.
[ Unfortunately for him, the view shifts up and away, to two irritated golden eyes. ]
Don't test my patience.
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Forgive me. It's not often I get to speak with one such as yourself. [And he can ever look a bit apologetic too.]
Then allow me to formally introduce myself. My name is Roy Mustang, but whatever you call me would be equally as flattering.
May I ask your name?
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[ This woman's teasing is terribly harsh. The Hitomi angle shifts to zoom in on her lips, and it's hard to tell whether C.C. is doing this on purpose or not. ]
C.C. will do.
[ Her eyes flicker over his uniform, then narrow. ]
Your clothing is unusual... from where do you hail?
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[How terribly familiar this is. And a merciless woman. No matter what, he certainly knows this will not end here. He looks himself over briefly. Well now. Ed had said these gods knew these things. He hadn't actually believed it, but it's quite obvious this girl likes to play. He can do that.]
Hm? This? It's just a uniform. [Law of the military--reveal nothing. Old habits.] You don't have them here?
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I've seen them before. I'm wearing one myself.
[ The video zooms down to an unusual symbol splashed across her front to illustrate this. It's pointed and regal, like something the military might use. ]
You look like a man, but you're no better than a boy.
[ She 'tsks' in distaste. ]
I'm old enough to be your mother, several times over. You do realize this?
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Is that so?
Well. I didn't realize that. You don't look a day over eighteen.
[He has his eye on her though. A strange outfit for a so-called goddess. Uniforms usually have symbols to stand for their military or some for school. Doesn't look like something someone would wear to school.]
You uniform is quite... interesting.
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