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@sinbleed
BELLADONNA.
Her work was far better than ‘great’. But if he has only ever heard of her behind the scenes then he unfortunately missed out on the greatest of her work. Its splendorous virulence upon its targets could never be described properly second-hand. It must be viewed in full, breathed in and absorbed. But she still appreciated his praise all the same. Maybe a day would come when she could see his work as well? “ I apologize that I have never heard of you before. We must have just missed one another… Tell me, if you don’t mind, what is it you do? ”
Undoubtedly, he seemed to have earned her attention. As someone that had a likeness toward the bloodier, crueler side of the world, this was a bit of game to him. He doesn’t mind the idea of trying to gain the upper hand between the two should his next words affect her. “I was one of those more... Hidden projects. Cut open, torn apart --- Everything that is terrible and grotesque has be done on my body for a certain someone.” A laugh came at the memories and he could only smile down at her fondly after a few dark chuckles. “The gain doesn’t matter now that the war is over and I am allowed out on my own accord. Perhaps we can talk about this over some lunch? My treat.”
HOMUNCULUS.
“ WELL, WELL, WELL. NOW, WHAT DO WE HAVE HERE? ” despite the impish grin seizing their lips, envy approaches him rather cautiously.
thin ice. the sole words uttered by father upon recognizing they’d failed their last mission. just as they’d failed the one prior. and the one before that.
if the homunculus had a heart, it would be throbbing, threatening to rip itself out of their chest. they couldn’t mess their current task up. this had to be done one way or another. unanticipated obstacles such as this … was he a chimera ? … wouldn’t deter them from doing so.
envy begins pacing in slow, sloppy circles around the other. “ I DON’T BELIEVE WE’VE MET BEFORE. ” their stance is still notably guarded, fists balled at their sides. “ SPARE ME YOUR NAME, PERHAPS? I LIKE GETTING TO KNOW MY PLAYTHINGS BEFORE I’M DONE … PLAYING WITH THEM. ”
@sinbleed .
It was wise to not upset the creature before them, Elliot had such a horrid temper --- It was one as burning as the Flame Alchemist’s work and thrice as deadly. However, the chimera finds himself more so... interested(?) at the thought of speaking to one in person, one of those horrible creature’s known as the homunculi. So, Elliot spares them the initial bite and skips to pleasantries, daring them to look at him as though he were vermin.
The poof of smoke clouded his face for a brief moment before he crushes the cigarette, smoke coming from thin lips. “I can say the same for you. I don’t think I’ve had the pleasure of speaking in person with the likes of you. Only some old geezer.” A chuckle came and Elliot hums pleasantly at the thought of what sin the one before him was.
And if they could be of any fun, or use, to him. Elliot was, as the homunculus called themselves, curious about their playthings. What a mutual feeling.
--- “My name is Elliot.” He begins, leaning against the wall with arms crossed. “Don’t insult me; You’re the chew toy between you and I. I wouldn’t mind tearing a limb or two off.”
@ncmcdic
“It’s my day off, y’know... I don’t want to sound rude but can you lighten up a bit? You look so boring.”
@ichoreyed
--- “I really don’t appreciate being welcomed with a weapon at my throat.” Smoke bellowed from his mouth much like the biting words of the chimera; Finding himself looking down at the youth in disgust. “Actions might speak louder than words but learn some manners and say something before trying to kill me.”
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- tyki mikk aka joyd, the noah of pleasure; for kitty!
BELLADONNA.
“ Is that so? ” if he claimed to have seen her in the war, well, he was not mistaken. There were no other alchemists who looked even remotely similar. “ Elliot, you say? Pleasure to meet you. I am the Belladonna Alchemist, Brigadier General Leota. Please do feel free to refer to me as simply Belladonna. Now… you say you saw me during the war? ”
“It is nice to finally get a name behind the pleasant memories.” The chimera was impressed with her doings and action --- Let alone her own death dealing that is her techniques. Elliot found her an interest for some time and now having the time to chat? It was promising of a good evening. “Thank you for the warm welcoming.” He begins, cigarette pulled from his lips only to be brought back for another inhale. “I did, indeed. I worked more behind the scenes --- And your name came up quite a few times now that I have it. You did a great job.”
SNIPER.
Lieutenant Havoc has lit his fair share of cigarettes in the office, even if he does try his best to congregate at an open window when he does. Thus, unbothered by the cigarette, she moves about the office and gathers a stack of a few scattered files to distribute amongst the other desks. Most of them go to the Colonel’s - just as Theo mentions the Flame Alchemist. “He’s a Colonel now. Much time has passed since the War. We all looked dreadful.” Brown eyes meet his, gaze angled out of the corner of her eye. “Some of the soldiers just decided to accept the dread.”
--- “You don’t say? Maybe he finally grew a pair of balls then.” A laugh at his own joke, fumes spilling from his mouth as he leans back in her seat --- He hums after his laugh, lifting the cigar back into his lips before inhaling more. He gives the sniper a quick look over, grin firm on face as he finally speaks. “Some of us, but not all of us. I’ve come across a few that are still haunted by what they saw and did; But you’ve had this lecture before, so I will spare it.” An obvious jab at her past with The Crimson Alchemist before his gaze returned the wall across from him. “Who from the war is around here? I need to pay them all a visit.”
ALCHEMIST.
“I was let out on account of my good behavior. Now I am on the straight and narrow.” To say that with a straight face–well… it wasn’t as though he were doing anything illegal, per se. “I never forget a face. Afraid yours is one I am not familiar with. If you know about me then you must be involved with the military, no?”
--- “Congratulations then.” Elliot could only imagine what to old man beneath the Earth had to do with such a thing; He was, after all, involved with letting himself run freely after so many... fatal examinations. ( Elliot had such an ugly bite, he could hardly contain himself when his bloodlust was at an all time high. ) He inhales his smoke smoothly as he arches his eyebrow. “I did smaller work in Ishval, so you are right on that behalf.” Besides, Elliot wasn’t in Kimblee’s light when he lectured the sniper. He had yet to see him, but the chimera had his eyes set on him. “Elliot is my name, afraid I am no longer involved with the military.”
SNIPER.
It’s not as if Riza expected to be regarded warmly by the figure who took her absence as an opportunity to overtake her desk. She can’t deny that on top of her dissatisfaction with someone having invaded her own space, there’s a layer of ice in her eyes as they meet Theo’s figure alone. “Pardon such a lowly reaction. Why are you here, exactly?”
“Just passing by for old times sake. You weren’t in the army long enough to recall me, but I use to have connections here.” Legs crossed, the monster opens a pack of cigarettes with little to no concern or worry of the place. With a flick of his wrist and lighter in hand, it was soon lit and he could enjoy the first inhale casually slow. ( Oh, yes; He was doing this on purpose. He can’t help but play with humans. ) His eyes gaze back to Riza and he leans his head back as he speaks. “Where is the Flame Alchemist doing? He looked so dreadful in Ishval. Like a poor, kicked puppy. His little girl friend and pal looked just the same. A pity, hmm?”
Elliot is half Ishvalan / half Xingese so that’s why he has black hair instead of white.
i may be a monster, but at least i don’t deny it.
Tyki Mikk colored caps.