Roy Mustang ([personal profile] light_a_spark) wrote2007-10-03 07:53 pm

MCA #7 - Afternoon

There were several ways to deal with things. There were also several ways of not dealing with things and cleaning his apartment probably fell under the latter. It needed to be done however and it beat trying to read as his mind tended to drift and he didn't much like most of the thoughts going through his head. He didn't much like anything right now and it was a shame that there wasn't any room on the island to practise his alchemy.

((Open if you don't mind the mood. Josh's visit goes last chronologically, though.))

[identity profile] light-a-spark.livejournal.com 2007-10-04 05:12 pm (UTC)(link)
It was Roy's turn to roll his eyes. "I'm trembling with fear for your delegating skills," he said, sounding bored. The next part had more conviction. "Get out."

[identity profile] professor-lyman.livejournal.com 2007-10-04 05:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh, I'm going," Josh spat. He spun in the doorway to glare one more time at Roy. "Not all battles have to be fought with fists like children. I can destroy your life and leave no fingerprints. It's what I do. I'm very, very good at it. Back off and you'll never have to find out firsthand."

He turned around and stomped down the hallway.

[identity profile] light-a-spark.livejournal.com 2007-10-04 05:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Somehow, Roy still failed to look impressed. He let the door fall shut as he turned back into the apartment. Reorganising his books it was.