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The traveling caravan passed through the dry deserted ravine. The wind blew harshly, blowing sand and small rocks at the unprotected faces of the Ishbalans. The sun was high in the air, tormenting the people below as they had no drink until they reached their destination. Several young men had scouted out later in the night and found a nice place to stay for a while. It was near the edge of the wood outcroppings, and was next to a flowing river and babbling brook. This was an ideal location, for the women would have a place to wash the clothes and the children could play in the water. It was hard finding places now that the criminals of the world were searching for their tribes, killing their people and stealing their goods. It wasn't unheard of. The wandering ishbalans were choice targets for criminals. They were tired, sick, and poorly armed. Their only real weapon was that man....
He walked alongside one of the ishbalan leaders - a dark eyed elder, who walked with a large staff carved from a downed tree. They were walking silently, each thinking to themselves, when the Tall muscular one looked down at the leader.
"How long must our people suffer elder? The military is but tormenting us, offering bountys on us like some criminal." He spoke with a raspy voice.
"Well to be fair, you are a criminal Scar." The elder spoke barely above a whisper.
"I'm doing this because the military and all of their state alchemists have gone against god. They are sinners in the eyes of both the lord and their fellow man. I need'nt remind you of the state our people are in." He added almost bitterly.
"Scar, we realize your mission. But please, do not scare the children. They do not know we are keeping a mass murderer in our caravan. Although some of them may agree with you, they are too naive and corruptible to learn of such." The elder spoke with a wise tone, making Scar take in the words before speaking again.
"I'm leaving again. Late tonight. Everyone should be asleep." Scar said looking at his suffering people.
"Yes Scar, I know. Please my son, be careful." He added caringly.
"Yes." Scar added bluntly.
Cheyd sat on the bed, quick shallow breaths sliding from her lips. Jem waas asleep in the corner...that acid. She still had a few minor cuts. Yawning, she stood, waiting a mintue for her light headedness to go away, and stepped outside of her appartment room. With Jem following she snuck past roys room, and out of the housing comples. She squinted as the bright sunlight battled her pupils into narrow, catlike slits. A glare caused black and purple spots to form around everything she caught sight of. She waited a untill her eyes cleared to walk forward. Jem was sleepily following. She wasn't trying to escape...no.. it was not worth it right now.
A small rock rolled and swerved as she kicked it, clicking across the street. Jem's eyes wandered upwards to Cheyds. They were not the eyes he used to see. They were cold, distant now. Once filled with love and desire they had changed completely to an alternate emotion, one he could not even imagine. He really wished she wouldnt blame herself for him. He stopped suddenly as he noticed she had. Her face was twisted, her hands covering her mouth as if she were going to be sick. Cheyds eyes were widened. She managed to calm herself, still keeping her eyes from the sight that was horrifying her.
" I...I obviously forgot...a..about this kind of thing.."
Jem stepped forward and immediately wished he didnt. In the alleyway a body lay mangled, it's eyes torn out by god knows what. He turned away , smothering a gag. Not long after quite a few military personell had shown up, one of which being Roy mustang.
' Back on the job i see, Cheyd? '
Her face was still wretched. All she could see were her parents...dead. Jem knew what she was thinking. It crossed his younger mind as well and he let out a loud, droning howl.
Name: Kazusai Ryu
Age: N/A
Hair: Black
Sex: Male
Eyes: Crimson
Alchemist element: Fire
Biography:Kazusai has an Alchemy circle along his right arm. He has no living relitives and his former friends are gone. He enjoys fighting and will not hesitate to kill if provoked