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Well lookie here *gestures below* It's actually not a ZKxJH drabble! Love goes to mein twinie swordage. . .since she gave me the idea.
It wasn't as elegant or grand as he knew it could be. The compounds were pulled together far too sloppily to produce anything more than an almost implosion of blood, bone, and bile. Most of the former soldier littered the surrounding area, tatters of the blue uniform still floating through the air around the half dozen stunned witnesses. Kimbley didn't care, didn't seem to much notice. His expression was near euphoric as he wiped the smattering of blood from his cheek and proceeded towards his tent leaving the still smoking crater to serve as a lesson to like minded simpletons. He wasn't there to play pet alchemist to anyone. He was there to kill, and it didn't matter which side sustained the casualties.
It wasn't as elegant or grand as he knew it could be. The compounds were pulled together far too sloppily to produce anything more than an almost implosion of blood, bone, and bile. Most of the former soldier littered the surrounding area, tatters of the blue uniform still floating through the air around the half dozen stunned witnesses. Kimbley didn't care, didn't seem to much notice. His expression was near euphoric as he wiped the smattering of blood from his cheek and proceeded towards his tent leaving the still smoking crater to serve as a lesson to like minded simpletons. He wasn't there to play pet alchemist to anyone. He was there to kill, and it didn't matter which side sustained the casualties.