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― ― The fall of that fierce tiger faded the moment Roy Mustang had been described to her, and she could feel it too. They had always been so cordial, and despite the rumors of unfavorable accusations that seemed to alwaysreach her ears, she knew that as not only an Alchemist, but a colleague, that Roy would surely… SURELY… have some of, if not all, of the answers to her questions. Despite her mind screaming out for a glorious battle within an unknown land, it really would have behooved her to continue in this manner. She gave a sigh of relief and allowed her hands to fall back to her sides.
Though there was no recollections of a young girl with dark hair and violet eyes, at the very least there was a person to whom she could be familiarwith. To an extent. It wasn’t as if the two knew one another on a personal level… even so, she was not alone. If this boy could speak of the Colonel in such a calm manner, then perhaps he was not a complete threat to her. At least for the time being. However she did not recognize the description of the ‘ girl ’ , as there was no one who existed within Amestris ( or anywhere for that matter ) who could be born with such an eye color in the first place. This boy could be mistaken, but, she doubted it.
Making no mention of her unfamiliarity to the girl, she closed her eyes and gave him a response. Simple, but as kind as she was willing to become for a stranger in ’ another world ’ at that very moment. At the very least, she was not in immediate danger of a fight, but there was still the unavoidable query of how she’d arrived here, if not whisked away from her home by the first person she happened to see. How curious indeed that Roy Mustang was here as well. What’s more, he was using his alchemy. Unlike herself, she had not known the Colonel to even transmute unless it was an absolute necessity (not as though they were bosom friends). But what could have happened to slip on those gloves?
“ Very well then. ” No worries to be had, but the curious thoughts that now plague her so completely now seem to cloud her judgments. As the feral cat so skittish to bite and claw that which threatens it in the slightest, she does not want to relinquish her control over this situation. She tells herself that if he were to betray her, she could kill him. But then, what would that make of Mustang? If there was any other capable of understandingher situation and listening to her words, it would be him. She needed him, despite wishing to remain alone. Whether or not he would need her around, she did not care. What was most important was returning to Amestris. To her medicines, and more importantly to Basker.
Ahh … she could feel her heart achingwithout his soothing presence…
At any rate, she stepped forward, bent low to take a few rocks into the palm of her hands, and skipped them as hard and as quickly she could behind her ― the resulting crash of stone to tree bark far from their distance resulted in a violent HISS that saw the airy smoke blowing past them on the winds. Its target, once a dingy greenwith pale brown tree, now stood weakly turning to a rancid violet hue. Perhaps the same color as the ‘ girls ' eyes? Roots became exposed, crawling from its safe soil to the air above, but it was no use. In a few moments, it had turned completely to blackened petrification.Was this a warning?
She turned back to him with a slight cant of her head and her smileevident.
“ If Roy Mustang is using his alchemy here, then perhaps the situation is much direr than I could anticipate. Perhaps I do require, ahem, would like, your cooperationas well. It is important that I meet with him to discuss what has happened and where we are, as I am sure you are already aware of. Being in such a warzonewhere you will be attacked should you stray too far from safety is not the sort of area we ought to be in, though we both are perfectly capable of handling ourselves. That is, if you’ve trulyseen the Alchemy of who I believe you have, there is not a chance you would be doubting him. ”
“And where exactlywould he be? Has he gotten himself so injuredthat he needed your help, or do you know of a way to send us home and… ah. Right. ” she paused when finally reaching just a step or two away from him, enough at arms length. Hand outstretched, looking directly eye to eye with the smell of the wood still wafting around her face. “ Pleased to make your acquaintance, I thank you for assisting me. I’m sure we’ll be out of your hair soon enough. ”
She’s lowering her hands and something tells him that if dealing with Eversti has taught him anything she was ready to attack him. Finding the odd lost newcomer in Wonderland that was instantly ready to come at him was always rare but those times dohappen. Her next motion is a power play if he’s ever seen one and somehow this woman is reminding him of his days living in that floating castle of false joy. It makes his stomach turn and not at the idea of what she could do - but at the concept of this woman being far too much like both that damnable plant witch and that insufferable fish who loved to listen to himself talk.
She’swarninghim. She’s warning him of all that she’s capable of as if to show her new found company that she holds the cards here and while he can’t imagine any of that would feel very pleasant it’s hardly enough to startle him. If she knows Eversti then she must be from this Amestris too so that also makes her human. These Amestrians were capable of some wildmagics and he would need to speak to Black Wind about them as soon as possible. Regardless he still fails to even flinch at her motions.
As soon as Black Wind is done laying into him for leaving before he was completely healed that is. He’s relying on his other senses more than he cares to admit and it’s the smellof what this woman has done that gets him more than anything. The sight of it was mostly inferred. He can’t say his far sight is in the best condition currently - Eversti’s flames were insanely bright. Black Wind would end him himself if he knew the condition he was in and yet he still left to go find survivors anyway. Cid will be furiouswhen he gets back but he supposes he’s earned this lecture from the engineer in question anyway.
This woman keeps calling it alchemyand he can only infer by that she meant magic.Really if Eversti had told him he was sorcerer sooner this situation would have been far less complicated. Her attitudeseemed to change at the very mention of Eversti too. He can only assume they must be close companions. She used his name and everything. Though he resists the urge to make a face when she implies that he has only seen Eversti’s magic. Oh he’s done far more than just see it.
Her whole temperament is shifting and somehow he still doesn’t trust it. There’s something about this woman and he obsessive need for control that leaves a bad taste in his mouth. Even if she’s asking where Eversti is, maybe they’re enemies? He’s lied to plenty of people to get information about his enemies out of them by pretending to be their ally. She speaks to him so - strangely and her lungs they sound so .. odd? Not lying but labored. It’s faint. He’s not close enough to her to tell and he doesn’t very much want to close the distance. His hearing has seen better days as well but he supposes it will come back with time. By the time he gets back to the Comodeen, he should be mostly back to normal he assumes.
Perhaps he’ll ask her a few more questions on the way and if she turns out to be lying to him, well then he knows how to steer her off the proper trail.
“No Ma’am Eversti is unharmed.” He sounds. “He is currently with The Comodeen, as is the girl. Ms. Lyssa. My pleasure to meet you as well. It’s no trouble at all. I only wish to provide assistance in Wonderland where previously there was none. Think nothing of it.”
There is the smallest of bows, lightly dropping his head forward at the end of his words as his feet rise from the ground and he floats.If she’s not hiding her abilities then he won’t hide his either. He’s hovering just above the ground unwilling to completely hide his alien nature after such a display.
“I can show you the way. Shall we go?”
A Prince’s Thoughts || Always Accepting
@deathleads asked:
+ would you ever wish to visit Amestris?
“Somehow I do not think I would fit in well there but I think it might be an interesting experience. I have seen glimpses of many worlds and met many different kinds of species due to living in Wonderland. Misterican by birth I may be but one could call me a Wonderlander now. It is my home, just like all the rest who are trapped here. I have seen Earthwith the rest of my human companions but I think this Amestris could be intriguing. Perhaps I could also see this Xing.I would like to learn of new places and new cultures - I always find them fascinating.
Though I do not know how I would better blend in with the populace. I can only assume my appearance would draw staresand I can’t imagine this Amestris to be a country to welcome the idea of open carry as Misterica did. I cannot simply leave the Maken behindyou see. There are complicationsshould I do so. However if we could get around the few complications, I would certainly visit. I would love to see where Eversti and the others come from. Perhaps I could understand them and their magic a little better.”
