05-02-2018, 10:09 PM
"I'm afraid I can't take your word for that." Roy said with almost little to no hesitation, not that long after Starrynight finished up his response to him and then his other announcements. Roy didn't have the best faith that Starrynight can really resolve this issue, especially in the way Starrynight has told the clan. Roy couldn't help it but feel a bit aggravated, in Roy's eyes it felt like he was the only one standing up to this idiotic, stupid plan. "I'm being honest with you, I don't think you, wandering up to Tanglewood territory, will be a good idea. Clearly Beck has shown us that he's damn hostile, and last time I checked in combat practice, you don't like to fight. You didn't even want to spar with your clanmate, who didn't have any intentions on physically harming you." But Beck? If that ghost attacked Starrynight, most likely Beck isn't going to show Starrynight mercy.
"There's a fucking possibility he might attack you if you go there to ask him to be more kind. I suggest you rethink this whole situation," He finished up as his ears pinned back to his skull, blue eyes staring right at Starrynight.
"There's a fucking possibility he might attack you if you go there to ask him to be more kind. I suggest you rethink this whole situation," He finished up as his ears pinned back to his skull, blue eyes staring right at Starrynight.
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— THE SHADOWS ON MY WALL DON'T SLEEP
Roy Mustang is a 3 year and 4 months old melanistic bobcat. He has obsidian fur- light shades on his muzzle, paws, belly, chest, and tail tip and darker spots all over his body. He is an amputee, his back right leg left in an uneven cut, stump. Roy is an Alchemist who specifies in flame alchemy- he has fire and air elementals. He resides in the Ascendants, happily married to Riza Hawkeye. Roy does not trust strangers easily, they must earn it. He's also blind.
— THEY KEEP CALLING ME, BECKONING.
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