. a l c h e m y . { o p e n }

[Chase the Wind]

Lock nodded. "A cat-girl comes in every week. Always asks for a set of metal glasses."

[BeetleJuice]

[center]

After what seemed like an eternity she abruptly looked up, his title leaping to her lips and whispering past. His smile cracked his expressionless mask just a bit more. "Yes, I am... But most call me Luka. And you are?" he asked, wondering if she was going to show off a display of alchemy as a hint, or just tell him straight out. It was starting to have the makings of a game, figuring one another out... where had he seen her?

OOC:// your welcome to be all like 'this is where we met, the memory (good or bad doesn't matter)' especially if it helps your writers block lolz.//

[sapiosexual]

| Female | X |

The half-sightless girl looked back up at him after she had investigated the rose more and realizing and recognizing his skill. "Destinee, the Dark Alchemist, at your service," the light joke played at her lips as she widened them slightly into a smile. She thought she remembered this light-haired boy from her childhood but it was very faint. Anything before the traumatic human transmutation she made was faded away except for the loss of her parents and her sister.

[BeetleJuice]

[center]

So... she had a name... well now he had her name that is. Nipping his bottom lip, his hand went up to subconciously scratch at the back of his head. Abruptly he snapped his fingers. "The park... We used to play at the park! Thats where I remember you from... then from sometime after I enlisted, I saw you in the halls...." bits and pieces began to fall into place of his childhood. It had been a long road since then, and childhood memories weren't exactly important to him.... that is until now.

[peapcd]

.: G e n d e r :.
Male
.: A g e :.
14, soon to be fifteen
.: A l c h e m y :.
Wess is capable of most alchemy, but exells at reproducing or recreating weapons
.: B i o :.
Wess had lived in a small home during the Ishval war, and was always afraid. For you see, he is, and was, Ishvalen. During a small uproar recently, he was part of the civilian army. As the small war was brought to a mind numbing escape on the Ishvalens part, he was injured and brought to central by a nice officer who was impressed with Wess' will power and fighting skills. He now has taken action and is a state alchemist.
.: P e r s o n a l i t y :.
Wess is a rather odd boy with low self worth and pride. He is quite easily startled if you catch him off guard, but seems quite crude and terrible when you first meet him. Most people think poorly of him because of his back ground, but they get over it. He can be smart, witty, outgoing and fun if you are the right person.
.: C r u s h :.
Not currently.
.: B F / G F :.
Not currently.
.: L o o k s D e s c r i p t i o n :.
He has deep crimson eyes the color of blood, and a large scar horisontally across his face. He is very tan and has hair almost platinum blonde. Wess wears usually a black long sleeved dress shirt, and long pants. Of course with a nice black thin coat. He has an automail arm and a tattoo on his neck saying 'We will fight' from when he was in the civilian army
.: P i c t u r e :.
Below. Sorry for my sucky art skills {technical difficulties. I'll get it up when possible}
.: O t h e r :.
He has an alchemic circle etched into his automail so he doesn't have to draw a circle.

[sapiosexual]

| Female | X |

The girl smiled as the memories, small pieces of information, came fluttering back to her. "Oh yes, I remember, you, Luka. I just don't remember much since.." Her fingers gently touched the thin brim of her automail and her thoughts got carried away. "Then I moved away. I haven't seen you since." The frail woman shrugged her shoulders and looked down at her feet, catching sight of the tips of her hair and the brim of her long black leather coat.

{ Accepted, I'll add you in a jiffy. }

[peapcd]

{thank you bunches. Where can I jump in?? 'F' }

[remade]

(hey look it's Faxen)
Emerald looked solemly at the other two alchemists. She knew story's of many of them, having met some personally and others she had read about. This girl she had never met, but knew the slight story.
Wrath frowned. "don't mess with me. I know your here"
(sorry that was slow)

[peapcd]

{Hey hey friend}

Wess walked down the road hands in his pockets. It was freezing outside. Well, to him it was. He laughed at the thought then swore when a passer-by threw a snowball at his back {assumig its winter}

[Chase the Wind]

(Hi new peep!)

Dabadee grinned. "Don't freak. I have claws." She stepped into the light.

Lock huffed under his breath. "Alchemists."