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.
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Written by Charlie. ]
[ 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. ]
Our muses' are drunk and making bad decisions leave a ❋ in my askbox for our muses' to share a stupid, drunken kiss
♟It was a rush,
vision was blurred, minds were corrupted, it always turns out with Mustang hating himself in the morning. But, currently, his lips were pushed to another’s (he couldn’t tell who), and his hands holding the hips of a female’s (thank God for that). Either the world was forcing them somewhere, or he had whoever it was hoisted up against a wall (of course, outside the pub).