*Roy is seated at a modest desk in a small modest room, writing over a notebook of some sort, his left hand resting his head in a familiar pose he used to take at his desk when he 'worked' on every day papers. Roy pulled his body up from its writing position and stretched his back along the chair frame, his arms above his head, clasped for full
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Hello, there.
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H-hello?
*He studied the monitor, way to act Mustang this is the first time this thing did what...what he supposed now that it should be doing. It didn't too much surprise him as much as astonish him really*
I'm Colonel Roy Mustang.
*Even though in his washed and mended clothes, he straightened himself up in his chair as though it were the army blues, but tried not to be too imposing, he wouldn't admit to anyone else that he was glad to finally see life on the stupid thing*
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I'm Alfons. You're new here in Sigil, aren't you?
[[OOC: Forgot to mention Alfons is affected by the Power Surge as well. He's not been sleeping, and will be lying at least 50% of the time to Roy-Boy.]]
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Pleasure to meet you Alfons. Sigil? If that's here, then I'm assuming yes. It seems I am. New to most things around this place *He gestured to the mirror itself, that he now recognizes as a communication device*
[[ =x~ understewed LOL that should be interesting, poor confused Roy LOL had a few things I had to do today, sorry ]]
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[[Ed's affected by the Power surge! You have a sleepless, paranoid Ed on your hands.]]
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Fullmetal?... *He suddenly remembered to retain his former stature, sitting properly and allowing his fingers to steeple as they used to* I could ask you the same thing. Have you been well, Fullmetal? You look a little smaller than normal. I thought the camera was supposed to add to someone. not take inches off.
[[:D Understood! And no problem, sorry about the late reply I had a few things that came up last minute and unexpectedly! ]]
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IT'S NOT A CAMERA, YOU IDIOT, IT'S A BOX OF ROCKS AND I'M NOT SHORTER!
I see defecting from the military has done wonders on your ego. Tell me, how do you manage to fit all of that in that uniform? And why are you still wearing it, anyway?
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Only one reason, Fullmetal. Women love a man in uniform. Now if you'd kindly debrief me on this situation and how we can get back? I'm assuming you'd be wanting to get back to help your brother still and I have other things to attend to.
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What do you know of purgatory.
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Hello to you as well.. *he frowns a little into the mirror* my knowledge of it is only in its definition, however it seems that it may be this place itself. *He inclined his head a slight bit to bid hello respectively* I'm Colonel Roy Mustang, and you are?
[[Also sorry about the late reply! I had a few things come up last minute I had to handle =x ]]
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-=something sparked behind his eyes=-
I am Gale of the Embryon Tribe.
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Indeed, Colonel. It's a military term, forgive me if you're already familiar with that.
*He looked at this other...person on the Mirror*
Gale, pleased to meet you. Now what is this of purgatory you speak? Is this truly purgatory? *he had a feeling it may be, but wasn't quite sure*
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