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thewarisover in soul_logs

Stopgap solutions. [CLOSED]

Oct 30, 2011 22:05

Characters: Roy and Sasuke
Location: Training grounds, away from the crowd
Rating: G... I suppose?
Time: Morning, December 26
Description: Resonance training, get. Now with Fail!

( It ain't pretty. )

sasuke uchiha, roy mustang

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hatedriven October 31 2011, 02:58:18 UTC

He'd known from the get go this was a bad idea. Resonation training required at least a minor ability to resonate and this only proved to him that he couldn't, not with anyone. Sasuke had known, when his resonation had fractured with Saralegui, when he'd been having problems since coming back. It felt different than when he'd had issues before, like a wire had snapped and no matter how hard he pulled he couldn't get the ends back together.

When Roy called the break, turned away with his hands raw, Sasuke's breathing was quietly labored, and his eyes burned as though he'd been crying, or had looked too long into a bright light. He rubbed his right eye with the back of his wrist, scowling. The longer they were at it the more frustrated he became, angrier and more embarrassed. His mood was spiraling, and he could feel it collecting oppressively in his chest and stomach: uselessness.

He didn't say anything, swallowing against the pervasive melancholy and pointedly not looking at the general as he looked for his water.

thewarisover October 31 2011, 13:23:43 UTC

And Roy, in the meantime, plopped down on the nearest bench with a bit of a sigh, digging, carefully, for his cigarettes. The first aid kit was also within reach, but he'd deal with that later.

Smoking cured things faster for him than medicine and salve did, at times.

He noticed the way Sasuke was at that moment, of course, but he wasn't about to call the boy on it.

"Sit."

hatedriven October 31 2011, 17:31:31 UTC

He takes his time in responding, having located his water bottle and tipping his head back to swallow about half it's contents and wiping his mouth before moving to the bench and dropping heavily onto it. It's a testament to his own ability to school his expression that he doesn't look as upset as he feels, but it's there in the hunch of his shoulders as his elbows rest on his knees and he glares out across the field. He doesn't say I told you so, but the sentiment still seems to roll off of him in waves.

thewarisover November 1 2011, 12:32:23 UTC

And Roy is, if for anything else, INCREDIBLY perceptive.

"If you're so convinced that this is not going to work, then it's no wonder that it didn't for the moment."

For the moment. This was a man who had made impossible things happen. Death City and all of its strangeness meant little to him, as did this temporary obstacle.

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