[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

[honootaisa.livejournal.com]

Hmm...

Well. The lack of an explanation is disappointing. But I suppose I can let that slide if I'm such a hit with the ladies.

You just had to stroke his ego...

[konatamer.livejournal.com]

Yup! Don't sweat the small stuff~.

[honootaisa.livejournal.com]

If I'm being transported to new worlds, I suppose that's the best advice I can take right now.

[konatamer.livejournal.com]

Oh, it definitely is. Especially once you start bumping into the future possible children of people.

[honootaisa.livejournal.com]

Future... children... that worries me.

[konatamer.livejournal.com]

Yeah, it's... kind of strange. But you get used to this kind of thing pretty quickly.

[honootaisa.livejournal.com]

... I suppose. Though right now it feels as if I'll never get used to it.