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

[Techi☺]

Anthony nodded. He tried to understand the situation. One mature adult male and one fairly mature adult female had been alone in a cart together for a few minutes before he arrived. One adult had been loosened by alchohal, the other was smaller and by what he understood, further down on the ranking scale. An eye-brow lifted on Anthony's face. [color="#2E8B57"]"Uhm, Miss Safira... I might be mistaken by this, but were you blushing?"[/color] Anthony asked, his mind was sure of whatever happened here, it wasn't anything he'd expect. Even if he was wrong about his assumption, he had a feeling that it'd be more fun to tease Safira a little than be polite and shrug too move on.

[Hotaru987]

"Wh-what? Me blushing? That's perposterous." Safira stuttered out quickly reopening her book and hiding her face. She didn't realize the blush was still on her face, from Zac's earlier statement of her looking like a "Sleeping angle". While nothing had actually happened between the two in the short period of time, the way Anthony said it, and the tone in his voice gave off the tone of suspicion. Why is it that someone always assume the most embarressing things when a man and a woman was alone in the same room? I mean, they could have pleasent conversations. Though, in Zac's state a pleasent conversation was the furthest thing on his mind. "S-s, anyway, how are you liking the train ride." Safira said still speaking from behind her book.

[Techi☺]

[color="#00FF00"]"So She's denying it at all, huh? I would have accepted that she'd had a little to drink her self, or maybe Zac came on to her, he's always been a little flirtatious. But with her not even admitting it, something happened, and she doesn't want too admit it. Maybe she liked it?"[/color] Anthony continued thinking to himself as he noticed that she was hiding her face behind a book. He's never seen anyone read like that before, and he didn't think it was comfortable for anyone, especially a librarian who was adept at reading and would know a thing or two on reading comfortably. [color="#2E8B57"]"It's fine!"[/color] Anthony rubbed his chest with a chuckle as he spoke. [color="#2E8B57"]"Earlier today, you acted a little weird. I was wondering to myself just a few minutes ago if you were sick, and if you are alright now."[/color] Anthony admit that he was thinking about her before he could consider the possible chances of misleading her into thinking he was interested in her like that. But he prevented himself from blurting anything out as he'd look more suspicious.

[Kakashi Hatake]

Zac, still unconscious, mumbled [color="#9ACD32"]"Why was the angel... sleeping."[/color] He rolled over then gently opening his eyes. He sat back up and turned to Anthony to say, [color="#9ACD32"]"Oh, hey Anthony. Are you here to see the angel too?"[/color] He stood from his seat and dusted his pants. [color="#9ACD32"]"Well, I guess you're always the knight in shining armor... that didn't make sense did it?[/color]" He asked, laughing. [color="#9ACD32"]"Well, I'm still bored. Anybody got something to do?"[/color] He asked. [color="#9ACD32"]"Actually... I think I'll go see what the Fuhrer is doing."[/color] He said. [color="#9ACD32"]"I mean, what harm could it do? It's not like I'm drunk or something so nothing will happen!"[/color] He stated as he turned to Safira. [color="#9ACD32"]"Am I drunk? Would you like to come see the king, Anthony? You are the knight right?"[/color] He asked as he put his hands on the seat, accidentally transmuting the corner of the seat into a angel and knight. [color="#9ACD32"]"Wow... I'll fix that later."[/color] He said as he sat back down and leaned his head back. [color="#9ACD32"]"God, my head hurts..."[/color] He mumbled.

[Hotaru987]

Safira peered over her book when Anthony started talking, and her blush only increased. Why was he so worried about her? He sure was asking some strange questions. Well, they weren't really that strage as Safira thought about it. I mean, he could just be some nice guy who was worried about one of his comrades. Yeah, that was it. She was just over thinking like she always did. She dropped her book and thankfully her blush went away as well. "I-i'm fine. I guess I just got a bit nervous in the furher's prescense. He has a very uh....Intimidating prescense." She ended lamely. While she was telling the truth, it was the entire truth. Zac made a surprising entrance into the small conversation calling her a 'sleeping angle' again, and with that her blush returned. She wasn't used to being talk about like that. Safira was very keep to herself especially to the opposite sex. He then called Anthony a 'knight' and said something about seeing the furher. Safira jumped up and stopped him, "Hey, hold on there general. The furher is the last person you should be seeing right now." She said trying to help him sit back down. "You should just sit here and take a good rest until your, uh, head clears back up." She was rather surprised he couldn't hold his alcohol, but reminded herself he was pretty young. Safira sat back down in her seat and then looked back at Anthony, "Are you close friends with the General, Anthony?"

[Yu Hansung]

Nicola finally made it to the Fuhrer's car and showed her state alchemist watch to the guards outside before stepping in. "Hi Mr. Fuhrer King Michel!" She said cheerfully, sitting directly across from the Fuhrer without asking permission first. "So where are we going?" Nicola asked, cocking her head to one side and narrowing her eyes. She still had the plate of carrots and ketchup in her hands and kept eating them while staring at Michel.

She wasn't afraid of the Fuhrer. She probably didn't even know what fear was. All she knew was the Fuhrer had let her practice her alchemy without repurcussions. [i]Honestly, what is wrong with a little bit of blood-based alchemy? It's not like I'm trying to make a human or anything, [/i] Nicola thought to herself. She had been persecuted in her hometown after she started her studies. Once the people knew that she was trying to learn what that madman had done they feared her. But she never let it get to her.

[☖☠☗JAXCOB☗☠☖]

Jacob woke up from his nap and sat up to look outside his window “I wonder how long I’ve been asleep? Probably not long, it’s still dark outside.” Jacob thought to himself. He had gone into one of the room onboard and had fallen asleep the moment he laid down on the seat; He went outside his room and went for the dinning cart. When we arrived there he asked one of the waiters to get him a Glass of milk & a bowl of strawberries. Milk & Strawberries are Jacob’s all-time favorite foods; he could them for the rest of his life if he wanted to. He downed the glass of milk within a few seconds and put the strawberries in a napkin, within his right hand, as he gave back the dishes to the waiter. He could faintly hear voices coming from the other cart and decided to go check it out “Maybe those are the others, I wonder what they’ve been doing?” Jacob said while yawning, he was still a bit tired from when he woke up.

[Techi☺]

Anthony grinned lightly at Safira's blushes. While she had a fairly mature attitude about her, she was also fairly timid and her face was turning red like a shy school girl. Anthony almost started feeling all soft inside, his mind and eyes were about to wander off their normal paths before she asked a question about Zac. He nodded slowly and and wrapped himself in his own arms like he was starting to get cold. It'd appear to anyone else who wasn't on the train and couldn't feel the actual tempature that Anthony might be frezing. [color="#2E8B57"]"I worked under Zac in a lot of my starting missions. We've been friends ever since."[/color] Anthony said, his lips started to look blue.

Michel sat up from his nap, cut short. His soft enriched smile was no where to be found. Instead, a feral Scowl appeared on his face. Michel's eyes become very sinister, a killer's intent wouldn't be too far from the glare he gave Nicola. His shoulders arched upward as he stretched casually. Both of Michel's personal royal guards were siting on either side of the spot Nicola had chosen to sit. They both looked down at her, their faces didn't display the wicked emotions or hint at the wild images they imagened, like Michel's did. With a small but powerful sigh, the Fuhrer darted a curious but still evil look in Nicola's general direction. [color="#4169E1"]"Wonderful night we are having, would you mind telling your king exactly whom gave you the order or permission to interrupt my sleep?"[/color] Michel spoke. His voice well trained, only softly sharpened to his now much more cranky attitude. He still spoke lightly and his words more alluring, rather than yell, he was raised to believe he never had to yell to get the answers he desired.

[Yu Hansung]

Nicola looked slightly taken aback as Fuhrer Michel woke up. She had not even noticed that he was asleep, her mind already decaying due to her alchemy. "I'm terribly sorry, Fuhrer," she said on the verge of crying. She still wasn't afraid. It was an emotion that would never register for her but she felt extremely sad for interrupting the King's sleep. "I didn't- I mean-" She fumbled around for words. She was well known for her odd alchemy studies but even more known for her almost bipolar nature. "If you want, I can come back later but I don't think any of the others can help me like you can." She had started to cry but as soon as she had she stopped at the same time. She ignored the two guards on either side of her, not even registering that they existed. She hid the plate of food though, quickly. She didn't want to get into more trouble with the Fuhrer.

[Simping For Hina]

With a hand on the knob to Safira's car, Atam pulls it to the side so that the door opens and he can walk through. Thick red liquid was dripping all over his body from his forehead to the bottom of his feet, soaking his clothes until the were stained to a blood red color. Atamo starts to walk in slowly with his right foot taking the first step, then he drags his left foot around in order to follow, since it seemed that he could not lift or move it properly. When he was walking into the car that three people were in, his head was tilted downward facing that ground and his hood covering the hair that was not falling in the same direction of his head. His mouth was covered with a black cloth that was attached to his shirt, with a jacket overlaying it. In a breath, he could barely say, [color="#4169E1"]"Do not turn back to the Dining car."[/color] as a forewarning.

[Hotaru987]

"Thats interesting." Safira said. "It's nice to hear that you two beamce friends due to that. It's always so difficult to know who to trust and who not to trust. Friends are some of the most important people in a persons life." She mumbled the last parts to herself, thinking back to her father. How many friends did he have that he betrayed to the enemy. With the shake of her head, she pushed the thoughts away, and when she did she noticed something. "Hey, you're lips are looking a little blue. Are you cold?" It was strange that he should feel like that. It was actually pretty warm in the car. "I think we should get you warmed up." Before she could do anything else some guy walked in and said, very mysteriously Safira noticed, to not go int the dining cart. Now that was strange. "Um...Ok...But uh, who are you? This train should only have military personal on board."

[Kakashi Hatake]

Zac stood from his seat after hearing what Anthony had just said. [color="#9ACD32"]"Aww, you remembered!"[/color] He said jokingly as he noticed Atamo walk in. He listened to what little the man had to say and then said, [color="#9ACD32"]"Well? What happened? Why are you all covered in red stuff? I bet you killed the Fuhrer, didn't you?!"[/color] He asked. [color="#9ACD32"]"Well... good job! He didn't like me anyway!" [/color]He said as he turned around. [color="#9ACD32"]"Well, I might as well go to the dining car!"[/color] He said. He started to walk froward but slipped on the liquid red foot prints that Atamo left behind. He fell, slamming his head into the side of the seat and was knocked unconscious.

[Simping For Hina]

Within moments of dragging his foot behind his right one that was walking, Atamo fell directly to the floor in a quick motion with his face taking the fall and his body soon to follow. Atamo was just laying there on the ground right in front of the entry way of Safira's car in the train. Little breathes were escaping from the covered mouth of Atamo, but only just barely because of the cloth covering it. From where he was laying, the red thick liquid only started to flow down at a slow rate and then started to harden at the same rate it was flowing downward. Some snoring took place from where Atamo was laying as he began to get tired and sleepy. Then, he was out cold, sleeping right on the floor without doing anything except breathing.