When Roy Mustang found himself in a small room with nothing but a desk and chair, and what appeared to be paperwork littered across the top of the desk, he didn't let it bother him too much. Perhaps he had taken a wrong turn somewhere, but he wasn't one to worry.
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Of course there would be more paperwork )
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So when Ed passed by the sorting room on this particular day, there was a very rude reminder of why he should never, ever visit that room again sitting there. Ed sighed heavily and slouched his way into the room, trying to tell himself that he was only being polite and that he wasn't going in there because he was glad to see that the bastard was still alive.
"Hey, what's with the eyepatch, colonel bastard?," he asked in greeting, trying to sound casual.
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"You remember Frank Archer, don't you?" Roy asked, leaning back slightly in the chair. "He shot me. And it's Brigadier General, Fullmetal."
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For once, Tomo had been paying attention. Enough to remember where she'd heard "State Alchemist" before.
"You're a State Alchemist? You know Ed, right? I mean the real one, not Fake Ed!"
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Tomo gave him a weird look. "Under you? Don't look like ya swing that way! You do know he's married, right?"
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Then he realized what he meant to ask and stopped short. What could the other man say to that, whatever he really thought? Certainly not "Why, I'd burn and pillage and rape and I'd love every minute." People didn't say that. Of course there were certain people Gustav hadn't met yet. "Forget it. Where did you want?"
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"Where do I- Ah, you must mean which house," Roy said, lifting his hand to run through his hair. "One of my subordinates voted me to Slytherin, but gave little explanation as to why. Wherever you think is best is fine."
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"Very good answer for the Ravenclaw question. I'm impressed."
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