#compassionatedestiny

[alchemic-elric]

“Brother what’re you up to?” 

“ ‘m workin’ on rollin’ out some pasta fer later. Why?” 

“No reason. I just suddenly felt like someone was up to no good.” 

“So you auto assumed it was me?! Thanks Al.” 

[angcrmanagcmcnt-arc]

Innocent gremlin noises.

[angcrmanagcmcnt-moved]

“ ...What the fuck is chocolate moo juice????? ”

[thecrimsonmonster]

@compassionatedestiny​ said:  " sorry, i've, uh... i've never been here before. what do you recommend for a drink? "

In truth, this particular club was not one of Kimbley’s typical haunts, and certainly would not have been a receiver of his falsified application had he not an extremely specific reason for offering it. For tonight was the night his latest scheme would be enacted---or, rather, the latest scheme at the behest of his benevolent benefactors. Already the wretched pills he’d been given were being passed around the vicinity of the black-lit dance floor, and Kimbley had been chosen to oversee their effects.

So for now, he would play the innocent, unassuming bartender, idly washing his utensils and doling out the alcohol to the customers that swayed by his counter, looking to wash down the awful taste the drugs had put in their mouths.

This girl that had approached him, however---she appeared entirely sober amidst the crowd of sweating users. Not that it mattered, ultimately---there were already enough subjects at his observant disposal.

“Personally, I prefer whiskey myself---strong, best for sipping---but if you’re looking for something a tad easier, I would suggest something like cider.”

[wyrdify]

Cont. | @compassionatedestiny​

The Colonel hadn’t directly witnessed what happened, but several eye witnesses told him everything he needed to know. Since his transfer to Central, he waited for the day he and Lieutenant Colonel Corazón would encounter one another again. Hughes didn’t complain a lot, but, if one person could get under that man’s skin, it was her. Ishval gave him a taste of what she was like, but now... Now, after hearing about how she treated her niece, he knew he needed to say something.

Insulting him was one thing. Roy grew accustomed to that before the war ended. He expected it. But, insulting Major Corazón and Brigadier General Leota was another. She not only publicly humiliated the Major, but she slandered the General. No doubt the Belladonna could handle herself---she never needed a knight in shining armor to come to her rescue. However, as Roy marched to the Lieutenant Colonel’s office, he knew he couldn’t let this slide.

She wasn’t in her office when he arrived. Good. Despite appearances, he knew how to be patient. He sat down behind her desk, his chin resting on his interlaced fingers, and he waited. And waited.

By the time she came back, he shifted to sitting up straight with his arms folded over his chest. Black eyes narrowed as they met her gaze, his glare full of the element he so deftly commanded. Did she remember him? Undoubtedly. But, this wasn’t Ishval, and he wasn’t a Major clinging to survival. This time, when he looked at her, he was alive.

“Sit, Lieutenant Colonel.” His tone left no room for argument---stern, commanding, and low. Not once did he raise his voice as his eyes pointed to the seat in front of her desk. “We need to have a conversation.”

[alchemic-elric]

@compassionatedestiny​  brought a gift: 

A plate of cinnamon rolls waits on the counter, right on cue for Sundays in the Mustang-Elric household. These rolls smell like they have pumpkin mixed in, just in time for the season!

“Thank you.” He sounds to the lovely bringer of such a gift. His face doesn’t convey the meaning behind his words but it’s there. “Papa!” His voice raises. “Isa brought cinnamon rolls fer us. They’re Pumpkin.”  

His face is paler than normal as he gives her a half smile and returns to lay on the couch. Tabby is quick to crawl back on top of his blanket and start purring. It’s nothing in offense to her. He just doesn’t feel well today. 

[cavaliiere-a]

           “ Do you think he’s lost? ”       The soldier could be seen knelt in front of a cat, calloused fingers stroking the feline’s crown. The animal in question purred contently before wandering over to Havoc’s companion to demand attention. Though he may have an awful sense of humor at times, Havoc was actually quite fond of animals.     @compassionatedestiny / starter call

[envioussin]

@compassionatedestiny​ liked for a starter

While Envy would never claim to be as arrogant as their eldest brother, they did hold a sense of pride in their own work. Lies and deception, bloodshed that tainted the ground with lives lost, they manipulated and swayed humans like none else could! They had a right to be proud of their work.

But this girl had other ideals. She besmirched their best work, the greatness they started in Ishval. And worst of all, she brought others to her side. The uppers in Central might be unwilling to make a move, but Envy sure wasn’t.

She is alone when they approach, an innocent smile on their face, eyes betraying none of the true malice that lurked deep below. 

“You’re miss Corazón, aren’t you?” Their voice raises about half an octave higher, full of wonder and childlike glee. “I’ve heard so much about you!”