Keep on Moving [CLOSED]

[notexcalibur]

Characters: England, Roy Mustang, Spain, Prussia, Winry Rockbell
Where: Death City Heights lobby, over to Casualty Communal 1I
Rating: PG (for now)
Time: Friday, July 16, morning
Description: After arriving in Death City, Spain's first goals are to check up on Prussia and the Italies. Of course, he has no idea as to where his friends are! Out of

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[thewarisover]

Roy Mustang, partially out of boredom but mostly out of old habits that he had never quite kicked from Ishval, had stepped out of his unit over at Casualty Communal and taken a walk through the fog, heading for Death City Heights. It was his way of seeing, for himself, exactly what was going on. What had a number of people on the network freaked.

Probably not a smart idea, going out alone, but Roy considered it a bigger folly for him to bring someone out with him. He always HAD fought better alone, with or without his flame.

Since he had all senses trained on his surroundings, Roy managed to pick up the fact that something was moving in his direction. A closer look noted that it was a young man, who was too preoccupied with whatever was on his mind to really watch where he was going. The burden, then, fell to Roy to step out of the way...

...Or try to. They bumped shoulders nonetheless, just at the entrance of Death City Heights.

"...?"

[notexcalibur]

England was usually very mindful of his surroundings, and so it surprised him that he had not been paying enough attention to avoid colliding with the other man.

"Oh my. I'm dreadfully sorry..."

He paused to look up at just who it was he'd almost bumped into. They were still in the lobby, it was clear enough for them to make out forms.

"Mister Mustang!"

[thewarisover]

Roy blinked at the address. Mister Mustang... who among the new people called him that... ah.

"Arthur." the alchemist stepped to the side, surveying the smaller man neutrally. With his expression, one would think that he hadn't just taken an oh-so-casual walk outside, in the mysterious fog.

[notexcalibur]

Roy's composure put England at ease, at least for the moment. It seemed like every time he encountered this human, England was in some order of disarray. He didn't mean to be. Everything was making him nervous at this point.

He smiled at the familiarity of the name, and then desperately tried to get rid of the feeling. What would this man think of him grinning over something that should be so trivial? "Th-thank you again, for helping in the sandstorm."

[pedomato]

"Va, ya va!" Spain called in response to the knocks, and the familiar voice that accompanied them. If only Prussia's directions had been more coherent, then he would've been able to avoid (awkwardly) asking England where the clinic was.

If only he knew it was in the same building he was staying in.

Precariously balancing his box of churros on top of a case of beer for Prussia, he reached his free hand for the doorknob and pulled it open. "There you are. Prusia has been-" and he stopped, there, because he noticed the other country's companion. He recognized the man, in fact, and pulled up a vibrant smile.

"Hola de nuevo!"

[thewarisover]

...Ah, he recognized this one as well.

"Hello."

Roy nodded in greeting, and then immediately looked at what the other man was carrying. Beer, and some box of... something.

[notexcalibur]

England eyed Spain, and then his gaze shifted to Roy, and back to Spain once more. "You two have already met, then?"

[pedomato]

Spain looked from Roy to England, smile fading. It was only a little, though, as he stepped out into the hall and pulled the door shut with him.

"Over the, ah, network, after I had finished shopping," he tested the knob, making sure the door was locked. Granted, all he had in there was food, but he'd spent a lot of time getting it, damnit. "Though I don't think I was able to introduce myself before I started making churros for Prusia."

When he turned back to them, he offered Roy his hand and a cheerful expression, still balancing his things in the other arm. "Spain. Or, if you prefer, Antonio. Antonio Fernandez Carriedo."

[seizeyoursouls]

Prussia was restless.

While at the clinic, he had been trying to do proper push-ups to entertain himself, but that was put to an abrupt halt thanks to Mister Watson. He wanted to train. He wanted to do something besides lying around in bed. Thank Fritz that his old war ally, Spain, was coming or he might have ended up going mad with cabin fever (even though it had been only a few days).

Frowning, he ended up gazing at the metal arm that he was forced to tote around. He could now walk a decent distance without falling over, but anything that required skilled balance (such as properly wielding a sword) was still impossible. Even as he tried to do push ups, he was having trouble keeping his body weight in check and more often than not, he fell to one side.

Right now, he was mixed with frustration, restlessness, impatience, and annoyance. Spain couldn't come soon enough.

that was a great opening! i'm so impressed, celi~

[notexcalibur]

It wasn't long before there was a knock on the door to the clinic. At last, visitors had arrived to alleviate Prussia's boredom.

Samesies~~

[pedomato]

Spain did not seem intent on waiting for someone to answer the door. When he'd found out that the clinic was in the Casualty Communal, he'd stared at England for quite some time, before he proceeded to grumble to himself in Spanish about Prussia and how his directions were absolutely terrible.

So, after England knocked, he moved in to take the lead, opening the door with a frown. "Prusia! Why couldn't you have just said it was on the bottom floor of this building?"

He grumped, "Estúpido... I shouldn't give you any beer!"

|D /touches all of you lovingly

[thewarisover]

...From a knock to just barging in. Apparently, he was surrounded by some pretty interesting characters.

Roy looked on at Spain's entrance with a fair amount of amusement before turning to Arthur, waiting for the other to enter before him.

watch hetalia; ignore my fail. again.

[seizeyoursouls]

When Prussia saw the bottle offered to him, he quickly snatched it up. Life was suddenly right again....

"I'm a generous guy so I guess I can share this time." Even though Prussia was smiling, his eyes were saying something else. They were daring the others to say what they needed to say. Questions? Pff, he was ready for them. He was not afraid to answer. It was obvious that England was extremely discontent and Spain was troubled by what he was seeing. So if they wanted to say something now, they could.

Especially since he now had beer. Delicious, cold, foamy German beer...

lolol. <3

[pedomato]

"Of course," Spain ignored Prussia for a moment, reaching in to get another. He offered it to Roy, and only then did he pay attention to him. He saw the look in his eyes, and recognized what it was immediately. A challenge of sorts, that Spain knew he had to accept. That was what he'd come for, after all. He wanted to know what'd happened to his old ally, and wanted to give him some company while he heard the story.

For a second, he simply looked at Prussia.

And then he decided to take the dare. "You have your beer now. Will I get my story about what happened, Prusia?"

Okay Miku told me.

[seizeyoursouls]

"Right. I promised I'd tell you, didn't I?" Prussia sat up, preparing himself to retell the story. Although the tale brought back bad memories, he loved talking about himself. Not only that, but it was a tough experience that gave him a boost of pride, and also, a reminder of how strong his partner really was.

"This place is a desert, right? There was suddenly a huge sandstorm! West headed this operation to look around to see if anyone had ended up in the mess, or something like that. He placed volunteers into teams, but England and I were rebels so, of course, we went out on our own!" He laughed at this, amazed at their mischievousness. "At first, it was just a pain in the ass. There was fucking sand everywhere, and we couldn't see a thing. Of course, I wasn't scared or anything like that, but it was still annoying. And then, we saw something."

Poofing now. XD

[thewarisover]

Roy quietly listened to the beginning of Prussia's story as he stood up, in a wordless bid to excuse himself. A beer sounded good at the moment...

...And he could listen in from a distance, if he needed to. They probably wanted their space.

o-orz. Sorry if I'm interrupting something. Meant to tag this ages ago.

[endthiscycle]

Wow. Prussia certainly had a lot of visitors today. She knew Spain had been coming, but she hadn't expected all the others, especially not Roy. She didn't mind too much though. In a way it was nice--gave her a bit of a break, and she knew that Prussia would be glad for all the visitors.

There, however, remained the problem. Prussia was a distraction. With how much that guy talked, argued, and tried to escape she had had her hands full for a long time which was a good thing. Without that, her mind now wandered.

Back to Edward's disappearance, back to what might be happening back in her world, back to the discussion she had had with Ling. Would she sign the contract? Would she even be of any use out in the battlefield? Then the most important question: what would they think of her?

It made her stomach twist, and she remained by the window looking out, as she so often had back home in Rizenbul--as if doing so would magically return Ed to her and Alphonse's side.

\o/

[thewarisover]

In the rush of coming in, mingling with the others and dealing with Prussia, he had not noticed Winry immediately. That wasn't supposed to happen to a guy like him, with the way he had survived wars, and then some. Now that he was aware of her presence, however, he couldn't exactly ignore her.

Roy quietly separated himself from the rest of the group, leaving the men to their talk. He approached the girl, displaying none of the hesitance that he actually felt.

"I hope you don't mind the intrusion."

[endthiscycle]

Winry pulled her face away from the window and looked over when she heard someone addressing her. When she saw who it was, she stood and gave a small polite bow of her head.

"Not at all. He's always really happy to have visitors." she said, jutting her head in Prussia's direction. Spending so much time together had shed a bit of light on him, and she knew that loud and goofy attitude aside things were still a little difficult for him.

She smiled at Roy and held out a hand to shake "Sorry that we didn't get to properly catch up before. How have things been for you since you were dragged here?"

[thewarisover]

Roy took her hand after a moment and gave it one pump before releasing her. To his credit, he didn't seem tense at all - maybe a tad bit more stiff than usual, but nothing too alarming.

"They could be better," he thoughtfully remarked, "but I suppose that a little excitement never hurt anyone."