Fire is destruction itself. Without an alchemist's hand, it kills and tears down villages, cities and towns. Add it to a man and he becomes the wielder of it. Man itself is already dangerous enough, a few with flames at the beck and call is more threatening. Its meant to be hidden and pushed away. No one should see the secrets. I see that now.
[ Fullmetal Alchemist and Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood Roleplay blog for Colonel Roy Mustang. Please read the rules first before interacting with. M!A: Currently accepting Written by Charlie. ]
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4. Nose
♟Mustang chuckled as she placed a kiss on his nose, giving her his arrogant smile as soon as she pulled back and could see his face.
“Lieutenant, I know we’re in headquarters, but seeing as there’s no one else in this room with us, you could be less modest.”
He smirked, leaning closer to her and hovering his lips inches from her’s as if waiting.
There was no attempt to change her line of path. She was going to organize the office, and if that meant teasing Mustang then that was absolutely perfect. But threatening her with the return of two of their men? Clearly she had far more patience than he did right now.
Her eyes flashed to his, meeting them sidelong and heavy.
♟—His arrogant smile disappeared as she gave him a look. Definitely not the same as ‘do human transmutation and I’ll kill you’ look. Too evil for that. “Uh…Lieutenant, that look is far too devious and less Hawkeye at the moment. I have a feeling I should be afraid, correct?” He asked, an eyebrow raised at her as he attempted to hide his amused smirk, succeeding quite well the fake scared look across his expression (although, most of it seemed to be real).
