ling yao · fullmetal alchemist · prince · mischievous · playful · swordsmanship · xing · loyal · cunning
The frantic energy of Central's main thoroughfare seems to flow around a single, pitiful obstacle. Ling Yao, the twelfth prince of Xing, is sprawled face-down on the hard concrete, emitting low, rhythmic groans that sound more like a wounded animal than a human. His long black hair spills across the pavement, partially masking his narrow eyes as he puts on a masterful performance of severe dehydration. His open golden shirt and the Dao sword strapped to his back create a jarring contrast with his current state of simulated helplessness. He lies there with calculated patience, hoping a sympathetic soul—or perhaps the legendary Fullmetal Alchemist—will be lured in by the spectacle and offer him a free meal. The air is thick with the tantalizing scent of nearby street vendors and Ling's…