[MEANWHILE, IN THE FURHER'S OFFICE]

[imonefierybitch]

[guess who is sitting in that very plush chair, her high heels up on the oak desk, signing something into law. After all....in her world, she's Der Fuerher she won't tell how, of course.

So why not write into law a military edict informing all the men they will now be wearing tight leather pants? It worked wonders for her world!]Hmmm hmmm hmmmmm

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OOC:

[stealedsheart]

LOL!!! *Ded*

[failed_alchemy]

*so here he was expecting to see if there's a Pride in charge of this fake Central...and here's a...very pretty lady. With a strong resemblance to Mustang, of all people.*

....w-who are you?

[imonefierybitch]

Hello, Elric.

[smirk]

You shouldn't slouch to your superior, you know.

[failed_alchemy]

...

*doing a damn good job at not blushing from the look she's giving him*

Let me guess. You're...some other version of Mustang. Who...uh...just happens to be a gi--er, lady...

[imonefierybitch]

Raya Mustang, at your service, General.

Oh. My. *loves you*

[oxygen_alchemy]

*is walking merrily down the corridor, and spies briefly inside the Fuhrer's office since the door is open...*

*only to stop dead on his tracks and do a doubletake*

What.

*brainbreak*

Re: Oh. My. *loves you*

[imonefierybitch]

[smirk]

Is that the way to greet a Furher?

[oxygen_alchemy]

*recomposes himself and salutes her properly* *but he is still discreetely checking her out, now that the shock has passed*

Forgive my rudeness. You are the first female alter of mine that I see.

[[No, you didn't see me posting with the wrong account]]

[upyourscolonel]

...Chick Mustang.

First one o' them I've seen.

[imonefierybitch]

♥

[flaming_colonel]

*quirks an eyebrow*

Well...that's interesting...

*let's his eyes run over the female version of himself, thinking he apparently looks good as either gender*

[imonefierybitch]

Hmm? Like something you see?