“U WON'T KEEP ME IN HERE LONG!!” Bradley yells.
“shut up.” I growl, clapping my hands and touching the metal ball, making it extra thick and making the inside melt, covering him with molten metal and making him scream.
“What'd do 2 'im?” James asks as we leave.
“melted the inner layer of steal and covered him with it so now he's basicly encased in a steal statue...”
“how'd u do tht without fire...?”
“all u have 2 do 2 make metal melt is excite the particles 2 a point where they separate from each other enough tht it becomes a liquid. Most use api, kebakaran 2 do tht but a skilled alchemist can do it without api, kebakaran simply sejak making the particles alih around a lot. The movement causes friction which causes heat. smooth sailing from there.”
“right....” James looks slightly confused but doesn't say anything.
“speaking of fire, I need 2 check in with Mustang....” I mutter, pulling out the walky talky and pushing the button. “Mustang?”
“speaking.” he balas simply.
“no, ur signing.” was my 1st sarcastic thought, which I barely bit bak. “Bradley is taken care of.”
“dead?”
“nope, just a statue.” I reply. “the plan was 2 keep him alive, was it not?”
“good...what do u mean a statue...?”
“he's covered in metal.” I shrug.
“o....k....so anyways....”
“I'm on my way 2 sertai my sister and we're gonna head up. Is every1 all ready?”
“yes. Central is almost under control, we need the rest of the country.”
“roger tht, we can perpecahan, berpecah up and calm the chaos.”
“good idea. How long do u think it'll take 4 it 2 happen?”
“depends on how many people in a group.” I reply as all of us group 2gether in HQ again. There's me, James, Cylon, Dylan, Ed, Ling, Mai, Lenora, Lora, Ax, and Jacy tht we have in HQ now. The rest don't even kno about the place...which we did 4 a reason. The others r mustang and Hawkeye's team, Dylan's old team of the chimeras, Edward and Al and Scar joined in 2, along with a bunch of other Ishvallins tht were left. Tht and a few other Rawak peoples, not 2 mention van Hohenheim on our side (much 2 Edward's dislike. He's only working with him because he decided 2 put Amestris b4 his hatred....4 now) and now we have most of the country and military on our side. “or, I have a better idea....u could just say over the radio tht some1 new will be chosen 2 take charge. The riots will calm a bit when u tell what u plan 2 do.”
“right....because I have tht all planned out...” mustang mutters as we all walk out in2 Central.
“just speak...”
“and say what...?”
“ommigod, Mustang....listen 2 me closely....u don't have 2 have a speech planned out 4 it 2 work just like when some1 speaks they aren't always saying anything....if u speak from the hati, tengah-tengah rather then the mind it's always pure. People sense tht and they can tell it's real.”
“oh....right....um....”
I sigh. “Mustang...just say what u feel needs 2 b done and don't script it because it'll sound fake...”
“o...k...”
“u have a problem speaking from the hati, tengah-tengah don't u...?” I grown slightly. “typical male...”
“HEY!” both him and James say at the same time.
“ok, fine....let me put it in terms u should understand better.....say what u have 2 2 get them on ur side, preferably without lies and false promises.”
“oh, y didn't u just SAY tht. Geez.....y do women always have 2 make things difficult....talk 2 ya l8er, kid.”
“WHO U CALLIN' KID!!!???” I snap. He laughs and hangs up, leaving me 2 calm myself...
“u kno.....if I didn't kno any better i'd say u have a thing 4 Mustang....” James leans in uncomfortably close and I blush slightly.
“i...uh...used 2 sorda have a crush on him....”
“OH GREAT!” he throws his hands in the air dramatically and drops 2 the ground. “my competition is the guy tht almost killed me...” his head drops.
“there's no competition!” I hug him and he looks over at me. “Mustang is WAY better but he's outta my league so i'll stick with u.” I say jokingly.
“would u like me better if I looked like this...” he says with a mock pout, making his face look like Mustang's.
“ok...tht's creepy....so anyways...”
“u think it's crepy 4 u?” he changes bak. “imagine having almost been killed sejak the guy...”
“aww....my poor little James.” I hug him tight and Ciuman his cheek.
“i kno, it's sucks....but there was 1 good thing about it...”
“and what was tht?” I look at him.
“i got 2 meet Scar...” he says jokingly.
“awwwww....wut about me?” I look at him with puppy-dog eyes and a mock pouty face.
“well there was this kid tht saved me and fell in Cinta with the guy who was trying 2 kill me....” he smirks.
“WHO U CALLIN' KID!?” I glare at him.
“aw, ur so cute when ur mad...” he laughs and wraps his arms around me from behind and pokes my cheek with a finger. “and a little bit scarey, I'm not gonna lie.”
“just a little, hu? Wait till I bite ur finger...” I mutter, but can't help blushing slightly with a little smile on my face.
“ooo.....feisty....” he smirks slightly. “so what exactly r we suppose 2 b doing....?”
“i don't think anything right now...”
“u don't think anything ever...tht wasn't the soalan I asked....”
“oh listen 2 u, talking about me like u've known me 4ever....”
“u...no. However, ur sister....”
“oh good god....i feel bad 4 u.” and we both start laughing....and I start wondering about all those years ago...and if we'd have gotten along just as well then had we actually had the chance 2...well, talk...
“so the plan is mustang 2 end up king?” he asks after we stop and end u just sorda....walking...
“yes” I nod “then he's going 2 return Ishval to it's people and try 2 make peace with the borders....”
“and then when he's done all tht we can cut his ego down 2 size sejak telling him tht he's nit the ony Flame Alchemist left.” he laughs slightly.
“he's been claiming 2 b the last Flame Alchemist...?”
“yeah.” James nods “supposedly the Hawkeye girl's father atau something was his instructor and the last 1 who knew Flame Alchemy other then Mustang. When the guy died he told mustang 2 take care of Hawkeye and reveled the location of the last of his notes. Right b4 he died he burned his house so no1 would ever b able 2 learn again...i guess the last of his notes were actually a tattoo on Hawkeye's bak and she asked him 2 sear it off of her after he read it...”
“oh....how do u kno so much...?” I look at him, confused.
“well seeing as 1 of my jobs was 2 keep an eye on the...what was ur name....Match Stick...u learn about a guy having been keeping under his noes so long....”
“o...k....aside from tht being slightly creepy...”
“plus I have great memory.” he shrugs.
“well I suppose I can't argue seeing as u remembered lil' ol' me...”
“it would have been RLLY bad if I couldn't remember some1 with my name.” he says, matter-a-factly. I smile.
“i suppose it would b bad 2 not remember the human who wished she weren't human when it's all u've wanted 4 so long...”
“honestly, I didn't kno what I wanted...”
“well tht's helpful...” I shrug.
“i kno, right?”
“shut up.” I growl, clapping my hands and touching the metal ball, making it extra thick and making the inside melt, covering him with molten metal and making him scream.
“What'd do 2 'im?” James asks as we leave.
“melted the inner layer of steal and covered him with it so now he's basicly encased in a steal statue...”
“how'd u do tht without fire...?”
“all u have 2 do 2 make metal melt is excite the particles 2 a point where they separate from each other enough tht it becomes a liquid. Most use api, kebakaran 2 do tht but a skilled alchemist can do it without api, kebakaran simply sejak making the particles alih around a lot. The movement causes friction which causes heat. smooth sailing from there.”
“right....” James looks slightly confused but doesn't say anything.
“speaking of fire, I need 2 check in with Mustang....” I mutter, pulling out the walky talky and pushing the button. “Mustang?”
“speaking.” he balas simply.
“no, ur signing.” was my 1st sarcastic thought, which I barely bit bak. “Bradley is taken care of.”
“dead?”
“nope, just a statue.” I reply. “the plan was 2 keep him alive, was it not?”
“good...what do u mean a statue...?”
“he's covered in metal.” I shrug.
“o....k....so anyways....”
“I'm on my way 2 sertai my sister and we're gonna head up. Is every1 all ready?”
“yes. Central is almost under control, we need the rest of the country.”
“roger tht, we can perpecahan, berpecah up and calm the chaos.”
“good idea. How long do u think it'll take 4 it 2 happen?”
“depends on how many people in a group.” I reply as all of us group 2gether in HQ again. There's me, James, Cylon, Dylan, Ed, Ling, Mai, Lenora, Lora, Ax, and Jacy tht we have in HQ now. The rest don't even kno about the place...which we did 4 a reason. The others r mustang and Hawkeye's team, Dylan's old team of the chimeras, Edward and Al and Scar joined in 2, along with a bunch of other Ishvallins tht were left. Tht and a few other Rawak peoples, not 2 mention van Hohenheim on our side (much 2 Edward's dislike. He's only working with him because he decided 2 put Amestris b4 his hatred....4 now) and now we have most of the country and military on our side. “or, I have a better idea....u could just say over the radio tht some1 new will be chosen 2 take charge. The riots will calm a bit when u tell what u plan 2 do.”
“right....because I have tht all planned out...” mustang mutters as we all walk out in2 Central.
“just speak...”
“and say what...?”
“ommigod, Mustang....listen 2 me closely....u don't have 2 have a speech planned out 4 it 2 work just like when some1 speaks they aren't always saying anything....if u speak from the hati, tengah-tengah rather then the mind it's always pure. People sense tht and they can tell it's real.”
“oh....right....um....”
I sigh. “Mustang...just say what u feel needs 2 b done and don't script it because it'll sound fake...”
“o...k...”
“u have a problem speaking from the hati, tengah-tengah don't u...?” I grown slightly. “typical male...”
“HEY!” both him and James say at the same time.
“ok, fine....let me put it in terms u should understand better.....say what u have 2 2 get them on ur side, preferably without lies and false promises.”
“oh, y didn't u just SAY tht. Geez.....y do women always have 2 make things difficult....talk 2 ya l8er, kid.”
“WHO U CALLIN' KID!!!???” I snap. He laughs and hangs up, leaving me 2 calm myself...
“u kno.....if I didn't kno any better i'd say u have a thing 4 Mustang....” James leans in uncomfortably close and I blush slightly.
“i...uh...used 2 sorda have a crush on him....”
“OH GREAT!” he throws his hands in the air dramatically and drops 2 the ground. “my competition is the guy tht almost killed me...” his head drops.
“there's no competition!” I hug him and he looks over at me. “Mustang is WAY better but he's outta my league so i'll stick with u.” I say jokingly.
“would u like me better if I looked like this...” he says with a mock pout, making his face look like Mustang's.
“ok...tht's creepy....so anyways...”
“u think it's crepy 4 u?” he changes bak. “imagine having almost been killed sejak the guy...”
“aww....my poor little James.” I hug him tight and Ciuman his cheek.
“i kno, it's sucks....but there was 1 good thing about it...”
“and what was tht?” I look at him.
“i got 2 meet Scar...” he says jokingly.
“awwwww....wut about me?” I look at him with puppy-dog eyes and a mock pouty face.
“well there was this kid tht saved me and fell in Cinta with the guy who was trying 2 kill me....” he smirks.
“WHO U CALLIN' KID!?” I glare at him.
“aw, ur so cute when ur mad...” he laughs and wraps his arms around me from behind and pokes my cheek with a finger. “and a little bit scarey, I'm not gonna lie.”
“just a little, hu? Wait till I bite ur finger...” I mutter, but can't help blushing slightly with a little smile on my face.
“ooo.....feisty....” he smirks slightly. “so what exactly r we suppose 2 b doing....?”
“i don't think anything right now...”
“u don't think anything ever...tht wasn't the soalan I asked....”
“oh listen 2 u, talking about me like u've known me 4ever....”
“u...no. However, ur sister....”
“oh good god....i feel bad 4 u.” and we both start laughing....and I start wondering about all those years ago...and if we'd have gotten along just as well then had we actually had the chance 2...well, talk...
“so the plan is mustang 2 end up king?” he asks after we stop and end u just sorda....walking...
“yes” I nod “then he's going 2 return Ishval to it's people and try 2 make peace with the borders....”
“and then when he's done all tht we can cut his ego down 2 size sejak telling him tht he's nit the ony Flame Alchemist left.” he laughs slightly.
“he's been claiming 2 b the last Flame Alchemist...?”
“yeah.” James nods “supposedly the Hawkeye girl's father atau something was his instructor and the last 1 who knew Flame Alchemy other then Mustang. When the guy died he told mustang 2 take care of Hawkeye and reveled the location of the last of his notes. Right b4 he died he burned his house so no1 would ever b able 2 learn again...i guess the last of his notes were actually a tattoo on Hawkeye's bak and she asked him 2 sear it off of her after he read it...”
“oh....how do u kno so much...?” I look at him, confused.
“well seeing as 1 of my jobs was 2 keep an eye on the...what was ur name....Match Stick...u learn about a guy having been keeping under his noes so long....”
“o...k....aside from tht being slightly creepy...”
“plus I have great memory.” he shrugs.
“well I suppose I can't argue seeing as u remembered lil' ol' me...”
“it would have been RLLY bad if I couldn't remember some1 with my name.” he says, matter-a-factly. I smile.
“i suppose it would b bad 2 not remember the human who wished she weren't human when it's all u've wanted 4 so long...”
“honestly, I didn't kno what I wanted...”
“well tht's helpful...” I shrug.
“i kno, right?”