[First Flame]: [Locked from Hostiles]

[honootaisa]

So... I just talk in to this?

Yeah, talk away.

... alright. *achem* This is Brigadier General Roy Mustang, requesting information and assistance. My... partner and I are currently in the city of Tetha and looking for anyone who may be from the Amestris State Military. We're also kind of covered in muck...

This guy got dropped in the Putrid Ruins of all places. Talk about unlucky! *laughs*

You'd do well to shut up, Havoc. You can laugh when I'm clean again.

Yeah, yeah yeah. By the way, don't look down, chief.

What? Why no-... are we floating?

No, you're hallucinating. [/sarcasm] Of course we're floating! It's Tetha!

[Groan. One can just hear the epic facepalm here before the comm shuts off]

Comments

hee!

[honootaisa.livejournal.com]

... Major Alshire? I hate to admit it, but... I'm very confused.

[bondingalchemy.livejournal.com]

I will explain everything about where we are when I've retrieved you, sir. Be on the lookout for me, alright?

1/3

[honootaisa.livejournal.com]

[don't mind him, he's just going to stand there and scratch his head in confusion]

Uh... right, of course. I'll be waiting for you, Major.

Re: 2/3 SELF THREAD JACK

[whoshotsherlock.livejournal.com]

Hey, Sabine. Take the Denali. You can come pick me up at the hospital after you get him.

3/3

[honootaisa.livejournal.com]

... who was that and how did he get on my frequency, Major?

[bondingalchemy.livejournal.com]

Ah, well... That is Greg Sanders, a crime scene investigator part of Las Vegas, Nevada, where I've theorized is part of the world that Ed was in for a few years. He is a very good acquaintance--

Boyfriend!

--SHUT UP, HORATIO. THE GENERAL DOES NOT NEED TO KNOW MY PRIVATE LIFE!

...He's here?

No, actually, he's a figment of my imagination since I've clearly gone mad in this world.

I want to see him!

... Well, the Denali is big enough. All right, you can come. Anyway, as I was saying, sir, what you have on you is a D-Comm, like the phones we have back in Central. That is your link to the other civilians in this world, the Digital World, where we've been taken in by the god Yggdrasil to apparently fight against the Seven Demon Kings, and save the world from destruction. I assume that "Havoc" is your Digimon, shorthand for Digital Monster, which is your partner in this world.

With that said, we are no longer connected to the Gate, and therefore can no longer do our alchemy. However, sir, I have found a way to replicate the effect of it via Digi-Soul, something that all of us are capable of having. I will teach you how to use your Digi-Soul effectively, sir, if you wish for me to do so.

Now, I'm on my way to come get you, with some towels and a fresh change of clothes on my person. After that, we'll go get Greg, as he requested, sir.

... I think I defeated my purpose of actually explaining this in person.

[honootaisa.livejournal.com]

... slightly, yes. Havoc did explain a bit, but it was difficult to take it all in while we were trudging through a swamp. I wasn't aware phone lines could be taken over by a third party...

They can if they're digital.

I still don't know what that means, Havoc.

You'll learn. Or you won't and remain forever confused.

Your faith in me is -astounding-, really. Well... [achem] I'd still appreciate that pick up if you can manage it, Major. I wouldn't mind meeting this boyfriend of yours. He sounds rather interesting.

[bondingalchemy.livejournal.com]

As I'm sure you've noticed, this world is far more advanced than our own to have portable telephones, as well as a quicker way to get from Point A to Point B, with the lightposts.

...also, since SOMEONE let the cat out of the bag--

I'm innocent.

Innocent my non-black ass, you are. Ahem, when you arrive, don't be surprised to be suddenly adopted into my rather large surrogate family by a pigtailed teal-haired singing android, and to be called "Big Brother Mustang."

[honootaisa.livejournal.com]

Mr. Alshire, even I know you're less than innocent. You'd do well to not invoke your cousin's wrath.

... I'm afraid I'm lost again. What's an android?

[bondingalchemy.livejournal.com]

Aw, but, but-- she's so fun to tease.

[...]

[ Sound of book smacking someone in the head. ]

I feel better, and an android is, well... imagine Archer, but completely made out of metal inside and out, and still be able to understand human emotions and everything else that makes up a human.

[honootaisa.livejournal.com]

I warned you... [headshake]

So... she's not... dangerous then? [don't mind him he's just a little wary of anything that might be LIKE Archer]

[bondingalchemy.livejournal.com]

My fairest maiden hit me in the head and it hurt.

There's a lot more where that came from, Horatio, now shut up while I clue in the General.

Yes, ma'am.

Good, you're learning. And, no, sir. Not at all. She's very sweet, loving and a little naive.

[honootaisa.livejournal.com]

Books tend to hurt when they're hurled at your head.

... this will take a bit of getting used to. At the moment I'd settle for a shower and clean clothes.

[bondingalchemy.livejournal.com]

But she didn't have to hit me!

[ Sabine giggles, then smiles a little. ] That can be arranged, sir.

[honootaisa.livejournal.com]

Oh, be quiet. It's already done and over with.

Thank you, Major.

[bondingalchemy.livejournal.com]

You're both mean.

It's how we show we care about you, Horatio, and you're welcome, sir. It's my pleasure to serve you as the best I can, sir.

[honootaisa.livejournal.com]

I'm just trying to be reasonable, Mr. Alshire. You're whining over something she does to you all the time.

It's nice to know I already have allies here, Major. I was afraid I was going to be alone here.

[Achem]

... aside from Havoc, of course.

[bondingalchemy.livejournal.com]

Heeeeeey... no fair.

It is my duty as a Major to the Amestrian Army that I serve you with my life, sir.

[honootaisa.livejournal.com]

You were always very loyal. Good to see that hasn't changed... though... well, correct me if I'm wrong, but you sound... older.

[bondingalchemy.livejournal.com]

Thank you for the compliment, sir, and you'd be right. I am currently thirty-two years of age.

[honootaisa.livejournal.com]

... you were twenty one last I checked. I think I'm missing something again.

[bondingalchemy.livejournal.com]

Well... okay. I was sent here before I got my State Alchemist's Certification at the age of twenty-one and about three to four months into my stay here, I was sent back and stayed in Amestris for ten years, serving in both civil wars and being sent to various cities that needed military assistance. I arrived back here, in the condition I was in during the second civil war against Dietlinde, with blunt force trauma to the head, gunshot wound to the side and my automail busted up, and ended up being hospitalized here.

[honootaisa.livejournal.com]

... that's...

... I'm glad you're alright now, Major.

[bondingalchemy.livejournal.com]

Mm, yeah.

[...]

This is also the place I lost my actual left arm to Gluttony. He and Lust are in this world, unfortunately.

[honootaisa.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry you've had such a difficult time.

Tell me, does your boyfriend at least treat you well?