Crash and Burn (Fullmetal Alchemist rp, accepting)

[peapcd]

Juliet looked up at Chance. "Medicine?" She was able to grab the pitcher of water now and take a drink. "What did they put me on?" She looked at Chance. Something was different. "Your hair..." She mutter mostly to herself. "Your hair has changed colors from the time at the cafe... does it do that in different lighting?" Her eyes stared into his.

(Edward: Aww, sorry to see you go. :(
If anyone wants them, Edward's characters were Carlos Candace, Xavier Hale, and Sean. And you guys are welcome to make a fuher form and stuff like that, too.
Angel: Accepted! I'll update soon.)

Chance shrugs. "I don't really know, something along the lines of laughing gas, I think." He hesitates for a hearbeat before saying, "Yeah, kind of."

[ I would rather nobody use my characters, as they were made by myself. They are no longer affiliated with this roleplay and you may forget about them entirely. I will be going now, but I would like to say that none of my characters nor forums are for others use. Merci! -Ed ]

[Perky-T]

Juliet was about to say something when she heard a familiar voice. "...This room?" The door to Juliets room slammed open and she frowned. "What do you want?" She growled.
"I came to check on my sister. Is there something wrong with that?" Damon walked over to the bed Juliet was laying in. "I'm guessing your body is still not allowing you to move? Do you need to go to bathroom? I can help you if you need-?"
"Since when do you show you care for anyone or anything other that what is related to you job!" Juliet looked away. "Besides if I need anything there are nurses and, for now, I have Chance."

[A*Viola*Named*Steve]

(Oh, okay. Sorry, I just ask it whenever someone leaves or is inactive. )

Chance pulls the hoodie over his head again when a boy walks into the room. He stays off to the side, not wanting to get into the squabble that seemed to be starting.

[Perky-T]

Damon eyed Chance. "Are you a military offical?"

[A*Viola*Named*Steve]

"Nope," Chance replies. "But my sister is."

[Perky-T]

"I see." Damon straightened. "Who might your sister be? I am Colonel Damon Kurk if that make it any better for introductions." Juliet rolled her eyes.
"You can leave now brother, who cares who he is, I trust him that's all that matters." Juliet look up at her brother.
"I'm not leaving my defenseless sister without a guard, understood." Damon's tone changed.
"I'm not defenseless! I can put up my shield!" Juliet snapped up and steadied herself.
"Is that anyway to speak to you commanding officer?" Juliets gritted her teeth and look away. "Glad you understand. Now your sisters name, please?" He turned his attention back to Chance.

[A*Viola*Named*Steve]

Chance narrows his eyes. "Astrix Hosuku," he says, gritting his teeth, mad that he would have to answer to someone who didn't even treat family right.

[Perky-T]

Damon noticed how Chance was acting. "Is there something wrong? Did you not want me to know your sisters name?" He stared at him.
"Will you leave? I bet you have some kind of business to attend to." Juliet interrupted.
"I do actually. There was an attack earlier. Witnesses say a girl beat down one man out of a pair and the other escaped. Though the witnesses also stated that the girl didn't even lift a finger. Your shield was used then and then in the same hour, Juliet. Are you trying to kill yourself?"
"Leave, Damon!" Juliet barked.
Damon stared down at his sister then up at Chance. "Watch her. Make sure she does nothing stupid or reckless, understood." With that said, Damon turned and left.

[Perky-T]

(Bump!)

[A*Viola*Named*Steve]

Astrix searches for survivors for a bit, then sighs and walks towards HQ to file a report. She bumps into someone on the street, knocking off her hat. "Sorry," she says, giving the hat back to the girl and not saying anything about the ears.

(Above for Winry)

(Sorry, I've meant to reply, but got bumped off the computer before I could.)

Chance doesn't say anything as Damon walks out. Then he raises an eyebrow and grins. "If you want to do anything stupid or reckless, be my guest."

(above for Angel)