[08] [Fullmetal Alchemist] Rain, go away
Feb. 5th, 2007 01:31 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Theme: 08, 'love's a raven when it flies'
Series: Fullmetal Alchemist
Characters/Pairing: Roy, mentions of Ed and Al (supposed to be implied Roy/Ed)
Rating: PG
Note: Spoilers for the movie
The view from this window was glum, the usual grey-beige countenance of the street outside taking a slightly bluer tinge as the rain fell down heavily, pounding upon the roof and street and causing the street to suffer the cacophony of rain.
It was depressing, the scene, the sound, everything.
Roy turned away from the window, turning back to reading his text.
Things had changed since most of Central had been razed to the ground, that fatal contraption flying above it and destroying everything in its path.
People had demanded a larger military force; the army was almost back to its former presence, one military personnel for every thirty civilians. The government still held power, although with such a large army it was struggling and more administrators were being hired by the day.
As alchemy had proved useful in the barrage, an institute had been set up, some former state alchemists becoming 'house' alchemists as it was opened up for alchemical research and small scale training.
If there was any doubt that he had been pardoned of any past crimes against country or person, Roy was now teaching adolescents, of any gender the government had decided, various forms and applications of alchemy.
Roy sighed; Edward had looked very much like the responsible adult when he had decided that he'd be the one to close the gate on the other side. He hadn't been a child any longer, didn't need any protection from his former mentor and had taken the task of saving both worlds in hand.
He had no place in the Elrics' lives anymore, even more so now when they didn't reside in Amestris.
Roy turned again to look out the window, the rain pounding against grey cobblestones, falling from grey skies and past beige buildings. Glum and grey, almost featureless, nothing moving except for a bird, a raven or a blackbird, taking flight.
Roy watched it, tracking it as it flew up over buildings and flew into the distance, vanishing.