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[scallyswag]

Name(s): Jack Sparrow & Roy Mustang (Closed or something.)
Location: A corridor with the largest concentration of awesome in SW at that moment.
Week: Thirty-Seven.
Time: Tuesday; before the week is out.
Rating: T FOR TEEN. I can't imagine anything terribly offensive. You get glimpses of younger!Roy antics I assume.

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[faultywhenwet]

Feeling a little like he was stagnating in his office, Roy decided to make his escape while he still could. One of the few good things about this job was the fact that Hawkeye's office was nowhere near his, and so it wasn't all that difficult to do.

He rubbed his forehead absently as he wandered the familiar halls of Hogwarts. He was going to go stir crazy in this place if they didn't find a lead soon. He'd considered the death of Iroh, but that had been a dead end either way, and the man had been ill. Roy would have been a half-assed Deputy Auror if he hadn't taken an interest, but it appeared his theories were unfounded. Like most everything to do with this situation.

It was thus lost in his thoughts that he crossed paths with a certain Jack Sparrow.

He almost walked right past the man, his subconscious recognising him first before kicking him in the shins with the realisation. Roy paused, blinked, and then raised an eyebrow.

"What's a man like you doing in a place of education, Sparrow?"

[scallyswag]

In the same staunch pose, Jack had spotted the other man as he walked through the halls in somewhat of a daze. The freebooter got the unsettling feeling from the stranger that they had crossed paths somewhere before, but he couldn't place where or when. Jack hoped that if he stood still that he would go unnoticed but it seemed that luck didn't favor him today. In fact--unfortunately enough--it seemed that Jack had left such an impression that this man actually remembered him by name

[faultywhenwet]

Roy resisted the urge to rub his forehead. Of all the people for him to stumble across...what was this man even doing in Hogwarts? He vaguely remembered Hawkeye mentioning something, but he had been too busy drowning in paperwork (Auror paperwork, not this school stuff), figuring that she would have pulled out her gun if it had been really important.

...It clearly hadn't been important, but still.

He rolled his eyes at the other man's monologue. "Roy Mustang. I arrested you a few years ago," he supplied helpfully. "Of course, considering those dragons, you could also term it a rescue."

[scallyswag]

Drat. So that was where he knew the young hall wanderer from, and it happened that it had been a time that Jack had a run-in with the law. Finding someone who knew him in that way could have potential for endangering any finding of valuables that may be had on school grounds. "A Previous chapter in me life," Jack waved off "one that I have inevitably left far behind in the pursuit of something more noble." Which was true to the fullest extent--Dragons were so much trouble and not nearly as valuable if one wasn't intact enough to reap the profits.