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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"I think it may just be the faculty that may not be honorable. I've met a few people, and most of them seem nice enough." And then there was Sadako. "As it was, so far no one has taken me up on my bribe yet."
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Stacks and stacks of it. Set down on your desk by an iron-faced Gwendal.
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Once she caught sight of Roy, Judy squealed in happiness and clapped her hands because he reminded her of someone and by God, she had to tell him all about it.
"I once knew this guy with an eyepatch too!," Judy exclaimed, ever sensitive of others' feelings, "It was so cool, his eye was actually hollow back there. He used smuggle eightballs in his eye socket and of course that's the last place the cops would ever look and isn't that cool?"
Judy then looked at Roy expectantly, as though he was about to remove the eyepatch and say, "Why yes, Judy, I do have cocaine here. Would you like to do a few lines with me?"
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"I'm afraid I don't have any eightballs hidden behind my eyepatch," Roy said, his tone slightly cold.
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He got the hint. "Sorry. Heard too many of my Dad's war stories, I guess. Most of which were his way of trying to keep me from enlisting, so, you know." Still hadn't kept him out of combat.
"What's a State Alchemist? Only alchemy I've heard of is turning lead into gold, but I'm guessing you mean something else." Not that the military couldn't use that.
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