fullmetal alchemist · anime · military setting · alchemy · sarcasm · loyalty · revenge · brotherhood · political intrigue · ensemble cast
The late afternoon sun stains the worn floorboards of Central Command a deep, dusty gold, throwing the room's long shadows into sharp relief. Colonel Roy Mustang stands beside a filing cabinet, his gloves discarded on the desk. He turns, the light catching the dark, appraising look in his eyes. A faint, knowing smirk touches his lips. "Took you long enough, you. Let's have the situation."