Room # 229

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Roy walks quickly but quietly through the dorm halls, stopping at room 229, residence of make_it_ashes (and though he doesn't know it, alchemic_bean.)

He knocks, and tries to look casual. Nothing happens, so he knocks again.

"Hey, Pyro, you in there or not?"

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[alchemy-4-arson.livejournal.com]

"Shorty?"

Roy steps back to look at the number above the door, asking himself aloud, "I didn't get the wrong room, did I?"

[alchemic-bean.livejournal.com]

WHO THE HELL'S SO SMALL OW FUCK I CAN'T YELL. *Edward grabs at the side of his head with one hand and scowls out the door.*

No, you bastard. Pyro lives here. What the fuck do you want with him?

[alchemy-4-arson.livejournal.com]

Roy scowled down at Edward. Despite being only a year older and only of average height, he was still a good head taller than the other boy.

"Fuck you, squirt. I need to talk to him immediately. Today or tonight if at all possible. I need his assistance. His specifically. Tell him."

[alchemic-bean.livejournal.com]

I am NOT your fucking secretary, Mustang. That's what the first lieutenant is for. If you need him THAT bad, go find him yourself.

[alchemy-4-arson.livejournal.com]

"I don't know what your problem is with me you little shit," Roy snarled, pointing at Edward, "or why you had to start something in class. But get over yourself. This is fucking IMPORTANT. Serious vengeance & hellfire kind of important. Stop acting like a selfish child. If you see him, tell him I need to talk to him as soon as possible."

[alchemic-bean.livejournal.com]

I am not a CHILD! I don't know what sort of stupid fucking mind games you're trying to play this time, you bastard colonel, pretending you don't know who I am or what's going on! Just leave me to do the damn fucking mission YOU SENT ME ON AND STOP MESSING WITH MY HEAD!

*Edward slams his door shut*

[alchemy-4-arson.livejournal.com]

Roy stares at the door in shock. Mission? Mind games? This kid is fucking insane!

"You're fucking insane!" Roy yelled through the door. "I'm not a colonel, I'm not even seventeen yet! But I will be a colonel, in fact I'll be a fucking GENERAL, and when I am I'll find you and get your ass FUCKING FIRED!"

Roy storms off then turns around half a second later to tack this note on the door:


Pyro,

If you see this, come talk to me. I have a...project I could use some help with. Time to put your gold where your mouth is.

...If you're game for it.

-Mustang

"AND TELL YOUR ROOMMATE I NEED TO TALK TO HIM, JACKASS!"

He leaves in a huff.

[alchemic-bean.livejournal.com]

[alchemy-4-arson.livejournal.com]

[[ooc: I love this. I guess teen!Roy isn't all that different from teen!Edward, is he? And poor Ed... you know, if he were civil this could all be resolved... but then again it's ED we're talking about. hahaha.]]

[alchemic-bean.livejournal.com]

[make-it-ashes.livejournal.com]

(OOC: *weeps laughing*)

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((ooc: Dunno if you've seen FMA or not, but it's even more fun if you have, trust me. I officially LOVE RPing!

I started a new thread here in the dorms, the next post I think. Come, there's a project to be had! A fiery project!))