Roy Mustang (
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01 | March 15 | Video
[Forgive him for doing this a little late, but he's been busy adjusting to his new surroundings as well as learning about the responsibilities the other Roy had undertaken while he'd been here. He could see how they came about to a degree, and he'd likely be agreeable to possibly continuing them if he was asked to. He'd cross that bridge when he got there, however.
The man currently on the feed might actually look familiar to some, though there's one glaring difference between him and his previous counterpart. That being the obvious lack of an eye patch.]
Good afternoon, Death City. Roy Mustang. I've been made aware that this isn't the first time that someone bearing my name has been here.
[The idea of an alternate universe is still something like out of a novel. If he didn't already have physical proof of other more outrageous things happening here, he'd still be somewhat hard-pressed to believe it.]
Unfortunately, I am not the same man who was here previously. From what I've heard about him, he was apparently from a different timeline.
However, while I have no memory of this place, or the people who once knew this man... I am willing to help this city in the same manner as my counterpart did, if those in charge here are all right with that.
The man currently on the feed might actually look familiar to some, though there's one glaring difference between him and his previous counterpart. That being the obvious lack of an eye patch.]
Good afternoon, Death City. Roy Mustang. I've been made aware that this isn't the first time that someone bearing my name has been here.
[The idea of an alternate universe is still something like out of a novel. If he didn't already have physical proof of other more outrageous things happening here, he'd still be somewhat hard-pressed to believe it.]
Unfortunately, I am not the same man who was here previously. From what I've heard about him, he was apparently from a different timeline.
However, while I have no memory of this place, or the people who once knew this man... I am willing to help this city in the same manner as my counterpart did, if those in charge here are all right with that.
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[You know, in typical Hughes fashion.]
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You don't ever miss a beat, do you?
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So what have you decided to fix for dinner?
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[He said the last bit with quiet good humor and a small smile.]
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[Hughes sets the bag down on the counter and pulls out a one pound bag of spaghetti, a can of tomato sauce, and a pound of uncooked ground beef.]
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[Hughes turns and gets a shallow skillet from the left set of cupboards, setting it down on the left side of the stove.]
You won't burn them, right? I can't remember the last time you cooked. [Joking of course, though obviously the flame alchemist will burn everything, right?]
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[He turns on the burner and waits a bit for the skillet to heat up.]