Fullmetal Alchemist: Meteor of Amestris [Started/Accepting Via OOC]

[Simping For Hina]

[color="#4169E1"]"Oh, it must be something if the Fuhrer himself is here."[/color] Atamo said in response to the appearance of the Fuhrer at this office meeting of both generals and majors. Atamo looked up at the Fuhrer to get a good glance of him and try to figure out the reason why he was here on his own terms. But without over thinking, Atamo picked his own the sword by the hilt and lifted it up towards the Fuhrer's face, directly facing him with the scabbard still on it. Then a smiled came upon his face as if he was guilty of something he was going to do or did. Without hesitant, Atamo asked, [color="#4169E1"]"Are you going to tell us why we are here anytime soon?"[/color] directly to the Fuhrer, not worrying what was going to happen.

[Techi☺]

Michel Turned to his right and began the process of a very slow step. As his foot neared the ground, a large gust of wind picked up all throughout the room and he dissappeared. In a second glance, others would notice Fuhrer Michel standing back to back with the young man who had just asked the question. [color="#2E8B57"]"Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. Children these days, always in such a rush. But where are they going?"[/color] Michel gently shook his head left to right in a symbolic notion. He continued to walk forward and then sat comfortably down in a red chair near the end. [color="#2E8B57"]"And the manors. Don't even get me started. An Important person walks into the room and No one even manages a simple Hello? I thought The military would have taught you younglings better than this..."[/color] Michel spoke with his voice so easy and and care-free, yet so polite and gentle. His long blue hair barely managing to settle down after his quick steps to out-move the boy who was infront of him. He was stalling. There was nothing more fun for him to do after this and after what he has to say, none of the people in this room have anything else much more fun to do for the rest of the day either.

[Hotaru987]

When the Furer had entered the room Safira had to resist the urge to hide. She always had this feeling that she was being watched by him and even the others in the military. Safira tries her best to trust everyone, but there is always that little voice in the back of her mind telling her to never let her guard down. Especially around someone as influential as the furer. With a single word he could have her dragged off to who knows where and killed. And no one would be the wiser. She jumped slightly when Furer Michel began speaking and stood up with a salute, "Morning Furer." Though after that she sat back down and waited for whatever else was to happen.

[Simping For Hina]

[color="#4169E1"]"The fuhrer wants a 'good morning' from his dogs? Okay, bark!"[/color] Atamo said in an impatient voice after what the Fuhrer's out spoken words. He was still wanting an answer of why he was called here when he has no skills in active combat. Atamo put down his sword onto his lap and then asked in a polite manor towards the Fuhrer,[color="#4169E1"]"Anything of why we are here?"[/color] while staring into the Fuhrer's eyes from where he was sitting. His hands were still on his sword to make sure that no one would take it from his grasp. He sat in his sit patiently, waiting for whatever the reason why he was here, he couldn't wait much longer.

[Techi☺]

Fuhrer Michel sat back with a sigh. [color="#2E8B57"]"You people just arn't normal, ya'know? The best hello I get is a nervous one from her and a 'Bark' from our average psycho-path. But, if you are so eager to find out why you are here, then you'd be interested to know that you all are being called on by the military. It's been too long since I went on a trip out west, and they're starting to think that I don't care. On a side note, I really want to go, and i'm going to need much more than just my royal guards to protect me from some of those wild abominations sent after me from some unknown orginization. This is where all of you come in. Most of you are well known alchemists, and the others have strong specific skills that is actually helpful to the group. You'll be but one team, and there will be no other. You'll have exactly 3 hours to pack and say goodbye. We leave on my Personal Train by 9 pm. Be packed to stay out there for a few weeks."[/color] Michel spoke and stood, walking over to the door and stepping through it.

Anthony grinned and stood. [color="#4169E1"]"A mission to go on vacation? I'm loving this!"[/color] He said, before he shot off out the door and headed to his apartment where all his stuff was. It all was easilly packed within 10 mins and placed inside two suit-cases. Anthony decided to take a long shower. Letting the water run through his hair while he thought about his mission. [color="#4169E1"]"Those people seemed pretty cranky. Maybe they'll look back upon the sitiuation and be more calm? Nah, those people arn't the kind who care enough about their actions. Why are you over thinking this Anthony? Its practically a free vacation. If any of those freaks that Michel described show up, we just over power it and destroy it."[/color] Anthony chucckled as he continued his shower.

[Kakashi Hatake]

[color="#9ACD32"]"Well, that sounded important."[/color] Zac said sarcastically. "[color="#9ACD32"]And here I thought that I would spent time off with a beer and some nice girls."[/color] He sighed. [color="#9ACD32"]"You heard the Fuhrer, kids. We get to be guard dogs!"[/color] He said, jokingly. He took his hands from his pockets and started out the door, when he turned back to them and said, [color="#9ACD32"]"Try not to make the Fuhrer hate us. I like having vacation days."[/color] He smiled and left the room and started walking down the hall.

[Techi☺]

9:15 Pm That night- Place: The Personal Train Excort of the Fuhrer.

Most or all of the Soliders and other military men or women that have been called on by the Fuhrer made it. There were at least 25 people on the giant sized train. It was well furnished. All the seats were well made, the floors were well designed. It was impossible to remember you were on a train at all if you stood in one of the carts without windows. Anthony found the cart that was made into an interesting looking dinning room. A waiter asked him if he'd like something to eat. Anthony asked if the waiter could get as much steak, sea-ford and saled as allowed. The Waitor laughed and told him that he'd be back with a buffet. With that, the waiter was off down a few sections of carts and Anthony took a seat at the large table, almost like a child before christmas.

Michel sat in one of the carts further up the train and waited for Breakfast rather than order now. He was hungry, but he had his own guideline that he follows with strong dicipline. He yawned and leaned back against the seat. His vibrant blue hair stood out against the red seat as he rested peacfully. Both his weapons in their sheaths at each of his sides. Michel's breaths become slower as he nodded off. It'd be almost a week before they reach their destination, and Michel didn't have anything to bother about. His Two Royal Guards sat on the opposite bench. They didn't like it that Michel hardly slept in his own bed while on his personal train, but that was none of their concern.

[Hotaru987]

Safira was relieved that they weren't being called to war, but instead as an escort servce to the Fuhrer while he was on vacation. Well more or less a vacation. Though the fact that he would require an escort ment that their would be potential dangers. Hopefully the troubles wont be bad enough to warrant any unwanted visiters. She stood up once they were dismissed and headed to her room in order to pack for the trip. She packed her essentials, clothes and also quite a few books for her to read along with way. Safira placed the ice flower she was given on her dresser. She didn't have any fear of it melting since it was made by alchemy. It wouldn't melt unless the one who made it died, or was too hurt for the alchemy to hold together. The time for departure came swiftly, and before Safira knew it she was heading to the train station to leave central. "Guess this is it."

[Yu Hansung]

Nicola sat up suddenly, her hair looking wild. She combed it down with one hand before stretching, waving her arms around wildly. [i]Hm, I wonder if the Fuhrer is on board yet,[/i] Nicola thought to herself, her mind still slightly numb from just waking up. She glanced down at her silver alchemist watch and started to open it to check the time before noticing that one of her arm warmers was falling slightly. She quickly pulled it back into place to cover the circles and symbols tattooed onto her skin. [i]I wish I could get into that body piercing stuff. That'd let me sow these armwarmers onto me so I wouldn't have to worry about it all of the time.[/i]

Nicola wasn't worried about some random person seeing the symbols but she was worried about a fellow alchemist seeing some of her more...recent...additions to the tattoos. She was delving close to forbidden alchemy with some of those transmutation circles but she wasn't too worried. Her view was that anything goes as long as it doesn't completely go against the rules.

Nicola glanced at her hand and the transmutation transmitter lines travelling from beneath her coverings to the back of her hand allowing her to use her alchemy whenever. [i]If I could just do that stupid clapping stuff then I wouldn't need to cover my arms.[/i] She mused on that for a moment before exiting her room on the train to go look for Anthony. Maybe he could offer some advice on how to keep those arm warmers up.

[The Dark Prince]

[size="4"][font="Century Gothic"]Kam was in the cart on the train next to the furhrer's. He was reading a book on alchemy and the laws of alchemy. "[color="#FF0000"]Umm... interesting. Equal exchange," [/color] Kam mumble. [color="#FF0000"]" I will find away to bring you back mother and father and i can't forget you Suka," [/color]think kam. Kam decided to join the fuhrer in his cart. [color="#FF0000"]Excuse me fuhrer can i join y'all," said Kam. [color="#0000FF"]"Yes you can come on sit down."[/color] said the Fuhrer [/color] Kam sat down and went to read his book. [color="#0000FF"]"May I ask what you reading,"[/color]said the fuhrer. [color="#FF0000"]"It's an alchemy book," [/color]said Kam. Kam continue reading his book. [/font][/size]

[Kakashi Hatake]

By now, Zac was on the train. He was sitting in a car a couple cars down from the Fuhrer. He stood, and began walk through each train card. When he reached the Fuhrer's, he glanced over at him, and said "Good morning." with a smile. He then continued on and reached the dining car where he saw Anthony. "'Morning, Colonel." He said as he walked over to the train window and pushed it down. He reached into his pocket, pulled out a pack of cigarettes, and began to smoke one, lighting it with the small engraved lighter in his pocket. The light smoke flowed slowly out the window as he waited for the other alchemists. "Hey, Where'd that bartender guy go?" He asked Antony.

[ANBU]

Kazuya sat in the Dining car looking other as another Alchemist entered, saying hello to a colonel ranked Alchemist who sat nearby whilst Kazuya stood up walking over near one of the windows to look outside. looking at the other two in the car as he stood near the window before wondering if all of the others had arrived yet turning to start to walk towards the entryway to go past the fuhrer's cart and see who else was on board the train so far, stepping silently as he moved looking at his tattoed palms as he walked, "if this escort leads to war well.. he'll probably have enough with him without me.." he then muttered just loud enough that he might be overheard by anyone else nearby.

Roy stood in train station looking around as he saw a female who appeared to be headed towards the train, noticing from a look in one of the carts windows that the large train had State Military members inside he began to walk away crouching slightly and running on all fours through the station to move away hoping that no-one would've noticed the State Military clothing he was wearing or him at all for that matter.

[Hotaru987]

Safira sighed as she stared out of the window Of the compartment she was in. She had got in the train a good 10 minutes aog, and she was wondering when they would be leaving. A book lay in her hands open at the halfway mark. It was apparent she had been reading it. "I hope we leave soon." She mumbled to herself. The Furher's cart was only one cart away infront of her. And even though there was a cart between them, she still couldn't help but be nervous. He always made her nervous, as did the more diehard state alchemist. Safira was always on edge from the idea that someone would just come up from behind and hit her over the head. It was a wnder how she didn't need therapy, and wasn't..Well, more paranoid than she was. Then there was tha blur she saw from the corner of her eyes when coming onto the train. She could have sworn she saw something, but there wasn't anything there. With a shake of her head she returned to her book.

[Techi☺]

The Waitors returned with several Trays of full course meals and set them in front of Anthony like an Assembly line. He Grinned with a fork and knife in his hands as he hit the bowls and plates and cups like a mad animal. He ferociously devoured pound after pound of food. The Trays Forming two whole gaint stacks as Anthony finished them. He almost started laughing as his Stomach finally started feeling good and he decided too eat off the last plate slowly as his manors would guide him too. His arms eased downward as he sat up and just slowly carved perfect squares out of the steak and then raise each piece after he cut one, to his mouth and took his time too chew. He realized that the steak could use some steak sauce, but he insisted that he'd just simply eat the food too fast for there too be any need to have condoments. He shrugged and just finished the steak and enjoyed the last glass of juice. He didn't make any unpleasent noises when he ate, but he does eat unrealistically fast and it just didn't seem possible to fit all that food within one boy. He Grinned as he used several tooth picks to clean his teeth, the waiters returning to carry back the trays.

[Yu Hansung]

"Hello Anthony," Nicola said, walking into the dining carriage. She eyed the empty trays being taken out by the waiter with a look of mild interest for a moment before continuing. She sat down in a seat opposite to Anthony and picked up a menu, pretending to read through it. "Have enough to eat?" She put down the menu and stared at Anthony, her head cocked to one side as if she was studying him. "You missed a spot on your teeth," she said in a disconnected way as if she was thinking of several other things at the same time. [i]He looks like he'd be a nice one to bite,[/i] she thought happily to herself, not even recognizing the thought as slightly malicious.

[Techi☺]

[color="#2E8B57"]"Oh, Hi!"[/color] Anthony said happily. [color="#2E8B57"]"I did? Oh no!!"[/color] Anthony said as he took another tooth pick and went at his teeth wildly again. His young Gentlman face and posture didn't seem to fit right with his actions. It's like he was more than just one person, and yet, all wrapped into one body that didn't seem too fit his personality most of the time. His eyes shifted from one color to another random color almost mid conversation. [color="#2E8B57"]"Did I get it?"[/color] Anthony sat up with his mouth open. He awaited her reply.

[Yu Hansung]

Nicola leaned in uncomfortably close to Anthony before smiling and saying, "Yep, you got it. Waiter? Can I have ketchup and carrots please with a drink of grape juice?"

"Um, ma'am?" The waiter began, looking confused. "Are you sure?"

Nicola glared at the waiter for a moment before he gulped and backed off. Anthony couldn't see Nicola's face when she glared at the waiter but whatever look she gave it must have been frightening to make the waiter take back his comments. Nicola smiled creepily as she turned back to face Anthony and stared at him for a moment, her blood-red eyes glinting slightly. "I like your eyes," She said, changing the subject as a waiter came out with her order. "They're very interesting." She took a carrot and dipped it into her ketchup and ate it before taking a sip of her grape juice.

[Kakashi Hatake]

Zac looked back and saw Anthony tearing through the food. He kept quiet when he saw the girl come up and sit next to him. He turned back to the window, holding the cigarette in his mouth with his teeth. He said, [color="#9ACD32"]"I'm starting to think I'm a fly magnet. Always attracting the most annoying of conditions."[/color] He said laughing just little enough that the cigarette didn't fall out. Zac flicked the cigarette out through the window and turned to walk to the bar. He asked the man for a beer. He turned to Anthony and the girl and said, [color="#9ACD32"]"Beer and a cigarette during a "mission". I've fallen pretty low for a nineteen year old man."[/color] He laughed as he grabbed the drink.

[Techi☺]

[color="#2E8B57"]"My eyes? Yeah, I guess they are fairly interesting..."[/color] Anthony isn't used to being complimented. Normally his adoptive parents would be fairly shallow on purpose to get Anthony too strive for their attention and make him teach himself the importance of being the better man. In the end, Mr. and Mrs. Kilo's plan worked. They managed to raise their boy to be the young gentleman they wanted him to be. He shook the thoughts of his parents out of his head and gave Nicola a warm smile. [color="#2E8B57"]"May I try some of your carrots with Ketchup?"[/color] He asked. The boy simply had no sense of being full. He looked over at Zac on his comment and just shook his head at him with a smile.

[Kakashi Hatake]

[OOC: Zac gets loopy easily from drinking.]

[color="#9ACD32"]"Ah, well... that was an annoying gesture."[/color] He said, after taking a couple of drinks. Zac grabbed his drink from the bar and turned around. [color="#9ACD32"]"It tears my heart to say this, mon ami, but... I've fallen terribly weary of your company."[/color] He stated as he took a step away from the two of them. [color="#9ACD32"]"Don't shave our whole trip's food supply."[/color] He said as he took another step. [color="#9ACD32"]"Also... dont tell the Fuhrer I was drinking... I wanted to, savi?"[/color] He said as he started to make his way towards the train car door in his heading for the the Fuhrer or Safira. Which ever car came first. [color="#9ACD32"]"Adieu, mon ami."[/color] He said as he closed the door behind him.

[Hotaru987]

Safira smiled happily as she finished her reading, closing her book and looking out at the rapidly passing scenery. Safira was more into the fantasy, and adventure kind of books. So anything along those lines really interested her. Though, she was also interested in books about plants, which is what she just got finished reading. A book on all the different types and classification of plats. Whether they were posionous, or safe to eat. What they could be used for, like medicine and poisons. It was all very informative to say the least, and though a strange book choice for most people, it kept Safira's interest. "It's been pretty quite on the train lately. Good enough to take a nice nap." She mumbled as she laid across the seat and placed her hands behind her head.

[Yu Hansung]

Nicola covered her plate from Anthony's view and hissed at him, her face going feral for a moment before she breathed heavily. "Nope, they're mine. Also, the taste is a bit odd for most people," she said, acting cheerful yet again. She finished her grape juice and left the carriage to go see the Fuhrer, taking her plate of carrots and ketchup with her. She had ignored Zac the entire time, not even noticing that he had been there. She didn't even register his presence when he talked directly to them. She skipped slightly as she walked towards the Fuhrer's car, eating along the way. One of the waiters tried to stop her from taking the plate from the dining car but backed off as well when the previous waiter stopped him. [i]Anthony doesn't seem like a clothing person. Maybe the Fuhrer can help,[/i] she thought to herself, humming sweetly.

[Kakashi Hatake]

[OOC: Zac may be a little under the influence... >_>]

Zac was still walking through the train. He didn't know whether he had passed the Fuhrer or not. He grabbed the next door handle and gently pulled it open as he arrived in the next car. He walked forward a little when he saw Safira laying on the seat. He stopped a turned to her to say, "[color="#9ACD32"]Well. Don't you look like a sleeping angel?"[/color] He put his hand on the back of the seat. "[color="#9ACD32"]I hope I'm not disturbing you. Do you know of anything to do arou-"[/color] He tried to talk but his voice began to trail off. [color="#9ACD32"]"Dont... tell... Anthony..."[/color] He mumbled as he fell backwards into a different seat, asleep.

[Techi☺]

Anthony Mumbled a little too himself in confusion. Despite his rather odd first few years of memories in the orphanage, not even the kittens hissed at him. He blinked a little and decided to stand and find something better too do. He thought to himself, nibbling softly on his thumb. Anthony groaned a little in a mix of emotions. He was a little depressed, happy, hungry for something other than food and many other strange new things that had been popping up recently. He sighed. [color="#2E8B57"]"I wonder how that frail little Safira woman is doing... She probably didn't feel good earlier, maybe she's better now?"[/color] Anthony thought, letting the cart door leading too Safira's cart open infront of him. He stepped in, his soft light blue cloak waving around him as he sat opposite from the resting Safira. He noticed Zac too. He started too look confused.

[Hotaru987]

Safira had planned to take a little nap on the train, but that was put on hold when Zac came into the train. As soon as he started talking Safira knew he was a bit drunk, but that didn't sto pher from blushing at what he said. When he suddenly passed out, Safira jumped up, "Woah! General are you ok?" She said quickly moving over to make sure he hadn't hit his head or anything. Luckily, it just appeared that he had passed out. With a sigh of relief she sat back down in her seat. "You should take it easy General. Best the Furher not see you in such a state." She said softly, right before another person entered the room. It was Anthony. He sat on the seat directly across from her. "He came in here seconds before you did. Decided to take a nap. He went down pretty quickly." She said to Anthony's confused state.