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. ]
“What part of ‘top brass’ got lost in translation, Colonel? I’m talkin’ the head of the goddamned food chain here! I bullshit you not: the Führer himself told us to keep quiet! He made it sound like the whole Military would fall apart if we didn’t! He told use to suspect everyone as the enemy! God-fuckin’-dammit, I know you’re my superior officer, but what the hell else was I supposed to do in a situation like that, ‘sides doing as I was told!?”
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♟The kid was right. Following orders was the one thing the colonel respected the most and thought best to do. No matter how ridiculous, horrifying or disgusting the order was. He sighed, crossing his arms over his chest. "Fullmetal, as great as it is that you’re finally following orders, why would you choose to trust the Fuhrer out of anybody and listen to him? Even if the military were to fall apart, what would you care? You tried to kill him in your state alchemist exam.”
