054 | Mustang | November 25, Between 6-7 AM | Video
[And Mustang is making his usual post, bright and early in the morning - or so it seems. Newbies, you will become very familiar with this handsome mug. ANYWAY, he's in his office, leaning against the back of his desk, so on, so forth. When he speaks, his tone is wry. Sarcasm, you can have it.]This is Roy Mustang speaking, ring leader of of a ragtag
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[he pauses, setting a tiny portion of carrot aside and putting the remainder in his mouth. he turns to rummage in the fridge, his body language screaming aggravation; the way he's grinding down that poor carrot isn't too far off from the way Roy himself has been working on his cigarettes.]
I already checked, and Financial/Services is gonna be on a skeleton crew during Arizona. I'm not even kidding, this mission fucking gutted us. Everyone wants to go. Let's hope some of your reserves or newbies like snobs, because holy shit. I'll almost be amazed if the city doesn't get attacked while we're off destroying some...
[he trails out. no point nagging about what they both already know. he finds what he's looking for, a small jar of bright red... things that resemble maraschino cherries, only these are about a third the size.]
Anyway. Selendis and I are all over this shit like maggots on meat, you know that. If my notes are right, and I'd let my last boonbuck ride on it, Elizabeta's going, Leon too, Sasuke, Naruto, and Auron. That leaves us with Stripperella, Suzaku, and somebody named... Hinabi?
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Shibusen's going to try and pick up the slack for us. As it is, the witches won't see what's coming in Arizona, so I highly doubt that they're going to try something while we're out.
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[he pauses from spooning the red things into a tiny little food dish and glances at the screen, looking dubious.]
Hold on, if she's the one I met the other day, isn't she, like, ten?
[and back to what he was doing.]
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I've got her cousin and the older ninja on it. I'm not about to let her go solo anytime soon.
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[he glances at the spoon -- still something clinging to it. he pops the thing in his mouth, then tosses it in the sink, grabs dish and communicator, and gets moving.]
I don't know. Like we're some kind of crazy bloodthirsty barbarian race because we can already take care of ourselves. Whatever, as long as she can hack it.
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And if it counts, I find your culture fascinating.
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[and back to Roy:] You do? Who have you been talking to?
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[He's been observing all of you as well, of course, but you probably knew that.]
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Oh yeah, did you actually read that? I figured half the people I sent it to were taking one look and deleting it. Not that I can understand why, that stuff is awesome, but whatever.
I saw you and Aradia basically talking forever at the party. What'd she say to you?
[they agree on most things, so he's not really annoyed. just curious.]
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[a pause. he's been too busy to really let himself be homesick or think about all their losses, but it's hard to tricialize this. his voice takes on a more matter-of-fact tone.]
She wasn't lying. We were all friends already, for the most part, but now that we're the only ones left shit's changed a little.
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[he shrugs, makes his way back to the kitchen, and starts putting stuff up, eating some of the excess, etc.]
Back on Alternia it was sort of woofbeast-eat-woofbeast. You looked out for yourself and your closest friends and took care of your lusus, and fuck everyone else. We went from that to red team versus blue team, then it turned out we were all on the same team. And trolls suck at that exotic disease you call cooperation, which is why I stepped in. Those fuckclots wouldn't have even made it as far as their denizens without eating each other alive.
[technically there WAS one death under his command, but Vriska got better. much better, actually. so it worked out.]
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Are you implying something? I mean, yeah, I hate some of them more than others, but I'm still doing my job.
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