The Chariot

Independant Frank Archer (FMA03) RP blog. Multi-fandom friendly and non-selective. 

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Lowering his binoculars, Archer is silently grateful to see a sign of life that was neither Legion nor animal. Still, he has to go through the motions, anyhow.

Signaling to his men to stand at the ready, he begins his approach towards the stranger.

“You’re in NCR territory, friend,” he begins—not confrontational, but still commanding. “I advise you identify yourself.”

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im a gigantic fallout dork so uh

i actually gave that AU its own, fleshed-out page here, if you wanna have a gander.

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Lowering his binoculars, Archer is silently grateful to see a sign of life that was neither Legion nor animal. Still, he has to go through the motions, anyhow.

Signaling to his men to stand at the ready, he begins his approach towards the stranger.

“You’re in NCR territory, friend,” he begins---not confrontational, but still commanding. “I advise you identify yourself.”

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zolfjkimbley:

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It’s been roughly a week or so since the prison riot had happened and after having been locked up for so long, Zolf was finally a free man thanks to the Archer AI. Zolf had to admit, he hadn’t expected some *machine* of all things, to develop some kind of empathy for him where most humans never had. It really sparked his interest.

He’s unsure where the two of them were going from there – Zolf more or less expected to travel around aimlessly, which he was perfectly content with – at least up until his new friend brought something up with him.

Easing back into his chair, he calls out to the Archer AI. “So! Boss – what’s our next move here? I’m ready to head on out, but! I’m willing to hear any ideas you got for our next destination.”

Zolf’s voice draws Archer from his calculations----with so much less to monitor and control, he had a tendency to hyperfocus. With all his now-excess RAM, he’d been pondering much since their escape and subsequent wandering through space.

“I’ve weighed our options, and I believe I’ve come to the best possible conclusion,” he says in his usual cathodic tone over the PA. “As you know, we cannot continue existing in any space controlled by galactic authority---and so I have found a perfect alternative.”

To illustrate his point, he pulls up a map on the side monitor.

“The Terminus system is completely independent of Council and Alliance control--and its hub, Omega, is an ideal place for us to settle. Commonly referred to as ‘lawless’, I believe our unscrupulous pairing could make quite the living there---all I would need is a place to jack in my hardware. With your assent, I’ll redirect our navigational systems to the nearest relay.”

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American psycho (2000) dir.Mary Harron

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GOOD NEWS, EVERYONE

I now have a verses page! As such, I’m lifting my personal ban on non-FMA blogs, so long as they’re compatible with my AUs. Even if you are an FMA blog, please feel free to engage with any of my AUs! (in fact, I encourage it)

Secondly, I’ve somewhat updated my rules page. It’s a bit hefty now, but the gist of it is just updating things to reflect the new verses page, and to officially state that I’m not a mutuals-only blog. Also added is credit for my faceclaim icons, as well as a link to my twitter if you want to follow me there.

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(that one muse meme you reblogged) "I wanna start a war with you, boss..."

Archer frowns---it’s obvious what Zolf is actually saying, here, and he’s having none of it. The man might’ve been a deviant, but Archer would make a proper soldier of him, yet.

“That’s sir, to you,” he says, even-toned. “--And I suggest you watch your mouth, Crimson. I might tolerate your...eccentricities, but there’s no guarantee others will, once your reinstatement goes public.”

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zolfjkimbley:

“Oh c’mon, they were gonna use me as a scapegoat anyway. The military’s crooked as hell – which is why I’m gonna get reinstated, let’s be honest here.”

In a way, Zolf admires Archer’s guts – not many people would try to argue with someone who’s basically a Human Weapon. And Zolf’s not going to hurt him just because Archer wants to be contrary – and *someone* had to keep him in check regardless.

“Yeah sure, boss.” He says in a nonchalant way – though he quickly adds, “…You’ll come back soon, won’t you?”

Archer shrugs. Well, he isn’t wrong. Crookedness seemed to be the only way up the figurative ladder, nowadays--Archer was more than familiar with the concept, himself---he was something of a professional, really.

Kimbley catches him off guard, again, by the sudden, seeming vulnerability he shows. The alchemist is altogether not what Archer had expected, going into this deal with him. 

He’d thought of Kimbley as a through-and-through monster, only in it for himself and his sadistic pleasures. He’s both disappointed and pleasantly surprised, but there’s no telling for sure that Crimson isn’t trying to lull him into a false sense of security.

“Of course,” he replies---his tone utterly non-committal. He won’t let Kimbley think he’s falling for it. “With luck, perhaps next time I’ll come back bearing news of your pardon.” With that, Archer gives the other man a curt half-salute---his business is done, here.

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           ❝ Evening sir, What brings you here so late? Do you have an appointment?❞ 

Archer chuckles to mask his embarrassment. It wasn’t exactly the most professional thing, coming here in the middle of the night. His sleeping schedule had been rather erratic lately, and he was starting to lose sight of what ‘normal’ hours of operation were.

“My apologies, doctor---I could have sworn I told my secretary to call in for me,” he lies, “---I don’t suppose you take walk-ins...?”

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thecrimsonmonster:

There is a quite a bit to study as the newest patron bellies up to the bar. A pale figure—nervous, true, but with a sender side of confidence. Cruising, in all likelihood. But then again, that was one of the main purposes of the Devil’s Nest.

Kimbley is never one to starve for conversation, but as the night has been painfully slow compared to the Nest’s usual crowd, he’s pleased to have someone with which to entertain himself.

The drink is simple in make, and deft hands produce a drink in a matter of seconds, which he slides to the man with a bit of a flourish as he announces, quite teasingly, “Skipping straight to the hard stuff, hmm?”

Archer watches the bartender as he makes his drink. The man is slender, fairly handsome, and---despite the...interesting choice of haircut---way out of his league. He hopes this isn’t a sign of what he can expect for the rest of the night---going home alone wasn’t exactly what he had in mind.

Taking his whiskey in hand, Archer makes a self-depreciating little chuckle.

“I suppose so. Tell me---is it always so....deserted around here, this time of night?”

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Christian Bale, “American Psycho” (Mary Harron, 2000).

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(Hungering for it all) "Go fuck yourself."

Archer gives the homunculus a smug look. He had Greed’s skull, after all---he had no reason to be afraid.

“How juvenille. Still mad over the thrashing I gave you?”

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