A Day of Labor

[Suta Onawa [Bleh.....]]

Suta Onawa

A DAY OF LABOR

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Ms. Onawa was given a case to spy on one named Hakiu Okanowi, a man suspected to be a murderer of his own children. The age Ms. Onawa is only explains what she has seen. Her eyes have dark bags on her light pale skin. Her body is erect and torn from damage of being in the military. Her hair was at it's finest, still the dyed white color she was permitted from the beginning. But the reason for allowing her to have such a strange color for hair is because of her position in the military ranking.

In the morning, she grabs her regular cup of Chi Tea, takes one of the gardening magazines off of her bathroom toilet top, walks through the kitchen with nothing but a tang-top and undergarments and with her normal bed-head-hair, drinks the rest of her Chi Tea and puts the empty cup in the dishwasher, runs it, jumps onto her computer, and looks at the updates from the military community website. Every morning. Nothing changes every morning. Perhaps a change would be nice, maybe a surprise visit in her house by a young man, a wondering dog in the yard?

Now it was 6:30am and she needed to get dressed to go to work again. Her schedule was different today though. She was going in later than normal. Her average schedule would be around 3:00am to 5:00am and that was the beginning of her day of work. "I guess he's taking pity on me then.." She looks at the clock - she has at least 30 minutes to make it to Central Command of the building she works in. She puts on her khakis, dress shirt, and flat-heals and throws her sludge hammer into her red Sedan. 

Finally at the building, she opens the car door and slams it shut; taking her sludge hammer that is now in her hands, and flinging it around her shoulder on it's strap. Ms. Onawa makes her way through the office building, to the check-in desk, signs in, and makes it to the Central Commands on time exactly. She greets everyone with a 'hey', a bow, a hand shake, or a high-five. Today seemed more relaxing, more perfect then normal. It was another day of work. 

Word Count|378

Key:

• "I'm talking"
• I'm thinking
• I'm walking

Muse: Pretty good. 7/10

Notes: Finally got to the RP muse phase. Hopefully I'll keep it up. And hopefully this "perfect day" will turn into a nightmare by someone else's OC.

Tags:

• Liyang Yoon by Liyang Yoon
• Red Mercer by Red Mercer

GOOD

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[Liyang Yoon]

A few weeks ago Liyang Yoon had decided to do something extremely stupid... He took the Alchemy Exam and to people's surprise he passed. He actually passed! It was not that he thought that the military was stupid. He had nothing, but the utmost respect for the military and its personnel. It had more to do with himself and the person that he wanted to be. Looking at everything and everyone, Liyang could not help but to question if the military was the right path for him. Of course, he kept these thoughts locked deep down inside of him and hidden behind his sheepish smile. So far now he would carry on with his duties and see how things played out.

He had shown up a hour early wearing the standard military uniform with his jacket unbutton, revealing his black undershirt. He had to make a good expression. He had heard stories about the military and its people from his great uncle. Roy Mustang, Alex Armstrong, Edward Elric, and many more. They were all people Liyang idolized growing up and now he was joining the ranks. He nervously paced back and forth as he waited for the person he would be shadowing today. Just thinking about who it could be gave the boy goosebumps. "There's not any female State Alchemist, right?" He said to himself. It would have been nice to have something pretty to look at.

Finally, a lady in her mid-thirties walked into the building with what look like a sledgehammer. Fear was written all over Liyang's face as he watched the woman... Who the hell carries around a hammer like that!? He quickly turned his attention elsewhere and placed his hands in his pockets. He was a bit intimidated by the woman. "Sergeant Major Suta Onawa. You'll be shadowing her," The receptionist pointed to the lady with the hammmer, "Good luck." Good luck? GOOD LUCK!? Liyang stared at the receptionist as she smiled back at him. "She has a HUGE hammer," He whispered, "Seriously... I'm scared."

He held his lucky item for the day, a small toy turtle, close to him. His horoscope said that today wasn't going to be a good day for him and so far his horoscope seemed to be right. He took a deep sigh and slowly approached the woman, placing a smile on his face.
"Hey... I'mLiyangYoon. I'mSupposeToBeShadowingYouToday,ButYouLookBusySoI'llLeave," He spoke quickly, almost fumbling over his own words.

Note: Please don't kill him. ;-; It's okay to hurt him and put him in the hospital if you want though. :/

[Suta Onawa [Bleh.....]]

Suta Onawa

A DAY OF LABOR

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She looks at the young man with a smile and a clean hand for a hand shake, "Nice to meet you Liyang Yoon, I am Sergeant Major Suta Onawa. You can either call me by that name or Ms. Onawa, Suta Onawa, or by my code name Bitch with a Hammer." She moves over to the weaponry rack reserved for Ms. Onawa's hammer and hangs it up. She looks back at the young man and then at the leader at the head of the room. He is filing through his papers and computer for today's lesson, "Ms. Onawa, that is not your code name." He says while he is typing. Ms. Onawa chuckles and looks back at the young man before her. "Since you are assigned to me, I need you to stop shitting your pants and do as I say or your head will be on a criminals'. I have a very dangerous mission that I am assigned and I do not want a little girl with me crying every time I have a rage moment. Got it?" Ms. Onawa was being harsh for one reason, a reaction. She wants to strike fear in the young man and it seems as he is already shitting his pants by seeing her hammer after she walked in. 

Ms. Onawa grabs a wipe from the wipe dispenser and sits down into her reserved chair. With a swift movement of her arm, she slings open a chair aggressively with three fingers, showing she is very physically strong. She pushes her white hair back and looks to the front of the room, crossing her legs on top of each other and putting her hands together on the table. "Today I will be discussing-" everyone but Ms.Onawa started to snicker and mess with one of the co-workers in the room across the table. "Ehm," the leader corrects, "over the arrests throughout the Central City by showing a slideshow of out tactics." Ms. Onawa looks at the young man next to her, her mismatched eyes looking at him dominantly. 

Word Count|346

Key:

• "I'm talking"
• I'm thinking
• I'm walking

Muse: I did have 9/10 but it fucked itself. 3/10....

Notes: I JUST LOST EVERY FUCKING THING I WROTE!!!!!!!!!!!! I HAD 5 FUCKING PARAGRAPHS! SCREW IT! I'LL DO TWO!

Sorry, um, the paragraph I did type before I accidentally clicked on your name was a lot nicer than this one. This attitude Ms. Onawa has now is just to scared the already scared. 


Tags:

• Liyang Yoon by Liyang Yoon
• Red Mercer by Red Mercer

[Liyang Yoon]

Liyang was a bit hesitant at first, but he shook her hand and bowed slightly. She actually seemed pretty cool and nice once she started to speak. It was that huge hammer that threw him off. A smile slowly started to form on his face, but it suddenly faded when she mentioned her codename; Bitch with a Hammer. His fear that was starting to slowly disappear started to resurface. He rubbed the back of his neck nervously as she placed her weapon on the rack. Everything in his childish mind was telling him to go over and touch the hammer, but his common sense told him otherwise.

Was the hammer heavy? Why did she choose a hammer as her weapon? He had so many questions he wanted to ask, but kept them to himself for the moment. His curiosity was getting the best of him and before he even realized what he was doing, the boy had reached for the hammer. He came to a jolting stopped when the leader spoke, nearly jumping out of his own skin. He quickly turned around and placed his hands in his pockets, pretending as if nothing was wrong. ...This is gonna be a long day.

Then she spoke again. All of his attention was drawn to the woman as she continued to speak. "Yes sir--ma'am.... Yes Ms. Onawa!" He saluted, "I promise to be helpful!" He pushed his fear aside and plopped down in the seat beside her. He was completely silent as the leader spoke, something that was new for Liyang. Usually, it was hard to get him to stop talking, but with Onawa here he was too intimidated to even open his mouth unless spoken to.

She turned to face him with those different color eyes. He slightly turned in her direction and smiled, pointing to his own eyes. He had mismatch eyes too! "Hey... Maybe we're related..." He whispered, filling a bit more confident now.

[Red Mercer]

The rumors had worked. He could hear the buzz of the government. The suspicions of the information was moot, since he had told the snitch himself his plans. Red had no need for the extra details, but he let the exact person he was focusing slip. The fact that he was doing this was something that could be questioned. The snitch had no idea who exactly Red was, not even using his nickname. It was better that way, it gave him an immediate advantage. The military would respond to his vengeance, and that's what he was counting on.

In the veil of night is when he struck. Central was quiet at this time, but always in the midst of quiet was there a scream. If not for fear, it was for excitement. Everything good happened at night, and everything bad as well. There was two sides to the coin, this family had sadly landed on the wrong side. The officer he had targeted was clearly working late shifts, and it seemed that his rumors hadn't spread fast enough. They hadn't staked out the place, nor had they moved the family. They were peaceful in their ignorant bliss of what was to come.

The wife of the officer and his child, they slept in different rooms. Red was surprised to find the wife was at this time putting her child to bed. It was a small boy, and he was already sound asleep by the time she had finished tucking him in. Appearing in the door way, he had forced opened the doors below by deconstructing all their doorknobs. Without a word, he slowly slipped behind the woman, his shadow clung to her body from the light that illuminated the entrance of the room. Before she took notice, his hand suddenly went straight through her body.

In his hand he clutched the rhythmically beating device that kept her alive.  A blue spark shot around his arm, as she let out a blood curdling scream and then utter silence as she fell limp on his arm. Her heart now a heap of useless matter in her chest. She slid unto the bed of the child, as he had awoke from the scream. His eyes full of confusion and fear, as his mothers blood was now smeared all over the room. Wiping away the blood from his face, he was unable to move as his eyes caught sight of his lifeless mother who now lay limp on his bedside. The fear and shock of it all finally grasped in his mind. It seemed he was just old enough to understand death. Perhaps the same age as Red once was.

Red then suddenly slammed his hand against the wall beside him. Sparks flew from his arm as the brick crumbled outward and fell to the streets below. The debris made large thud sounds that could be heard throughout the entire neighborhood. Being on the second floor of a three story building the upwind breeze now blew through the entire house. By this time the kid had already started shaking his mother, he could hear his soft whimpers as his brain tried to fully understand what was going on.

Red kicked in the rest of the wall, leaving a massive hole and scattering the rest of the debris to the street below. The military was only seconds away, and Red had the best bargaining chip right next to him. His plan was set in full motion now as he quickly grabbed the kid by the arm and pulled him next to him. Next he grabbed the woman's lifeless body and threw it to down to the street below. Falling from the second story made a forceful cracking sound of bones as she hit the ground. Forcefully he held the kid as a hostage as the 'heroes' arrived. Knowing they wouldn't even try and fire, he held the kid nearer to him acting like a human shield. The kid was still in shock, so he seemed to be frozen, almost dead like.

[Suta Onawa [Bleh.....]]

Suta Onawa

A DAY OF LABOR

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"There has been rumors, not just rumors, but also evidence that there is a killer among us - as always. There has been word that the killer's name is Red. No last name has been uncovered. The rumors are stating that he is targeting -" Ms. Onawa moves her hand on the young man's back, to cause a very perverted or creepy effect. "Hmm, just maybe." she smiles and sees his eyes as well. "Sergeant Major Suta Onawa!" The leader strikes the board with a leather strap he carries every morning for situations like this, "Do you care to step outside for your love fest?" Everyone in the room looks at her as if she was guilty. Ms. Onawa stares at him contently, "No sir, please proceed." That was the first time he snapped at her like that in the middle of a meeting. This must be serious then. 

"The attacker named 'Red' has been filed before. His devilish attacks usually involve," He goes over to his computer and shows slideshows of torn bodies, male, female, and children. they are chard on the inside, had pieces ripped inside, bones pulled out, everything gory imagined, "alchemy throughout the bodies. This attacker is very dangerous." Oh great, this is my mission? Ms. Onawa sighs in her chair, rolling her eyes. "He has already killed a family and has a child hostage. We have searched the bodies and the wife was obliterated by the inside out. Supposed by an explosion on the inside of her chest. The military family only has the husband who was thought to be taking night shift. But no one has heard from him that night." 

Ms. Onawa looks over at the young man sitting next to her hoping he was to scared to come along. Although, since Ms. Onawa was not a major alchemist, not even alchemy very well at, she was scared herself. Why would they even give me this assignment if I'm not an alchemist? Her face becomes a bit angry, but she keeps her authoritative posture. 

"Sergeant Major Suta Onawa will be taking up this case. So all respects to her if she is lost. Sergeant Major, please stand." Ms. Onawa stands, pushing her chair out with silence and thrusts her hand up to her head, as a solute. "Sergeant Major Suta Onawa is not an alchemist, but I am trusting her for this case. She was allowed into the military because of the intense training ever since her stubborn self walked into the camp. She has kept her word to every assignment, fell down but never stayed, and her ego was at the perfect level. If Sergeant Major Suta Onawa accomplishes in this mission on spying and defeating this enemy, she will be upgraded to becoming Commander Sergeant Major Suta Onawa. She may not have this position if she fails, but all respects are reserved." The leader bows his head in respect, and everyone in the room stands to solute in respect as well. Ms. Onawa bows also and solutes. So that's why he let me come in late. A position higher than mine, just for a lousy mission? This must be a deadly one. HE'S TRYING TO GET ME KILLED! "Sergeant Major Suta Onawa, please leave from the room with Liyang Yoon to begin your mission."

"Yes sir, thank-you sir." She pushes out her chair, pushes it back in, goes over to the weaponry rack, and slings the hammer onto her back. Her body is shaking in fear before she even starts to walk out of the building. But she shows no sign of fear on the outside. She herself is already shitting her pants. 

Word Count|625

Key:

• "I'm talking"
• I'm thinking
• I'm walking

Muse: 8/10

Notes: Okay, now I have my 4 paragraphs!

Tags:

• Liyang Yoon by Liyang Yoon
• Red Mercer by Red Mercer

[Liyang Yoon]

Liyang soaked up all the information the leader was talking about. A criminal by the name of Red was going around killing and needed to be stopped. It all sounded simple, but it never was. Considering that his horoscope said it was not going to be a good day, the boy had a bad feeling about this. Maybe he was overthinking the situation. They wouldn't send a rookie on a mission that was too difficult to handle, right? He looked back at Ms. Onawa who had moved her hand on his back, causing the boy to laugh slightly. If he didn't know better he would have thought she was flirting with him.

Nevertheless, he did like it. Afterall, he was still a young boy who had a young boy's mind. Liyang was startled when the leader raised his voice. For some odd reason, he quickly stood from his seat and saluted, "I apologize sir! It won't happen again!" He bowed slight before taking his seat again. It made Liyang upset to know that someone was using alchemy to hurt people. He believed you used alchemy to help and protect people. It was a code that Liyang tried to live by.

Once the leader finished Liyang stood from his seat again and saluted once more, "Yes sir! I will do my best," He followed behind Ms. Onawa with his hands in his pockets. Honestly, he was not all that intimidated anymore. He was a bit more nervous now. He did not expect to be on a mission on his first day, especially one where the had to catch a criminal. "Just let me know where you need me, Ms. Onawa. I can do anything and everything."

[Suta Onawa [Bleh.....]]

Suta Onawa

A DAY OF LABOR

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"Ehm." Ms. Onawa clears her throat and looks at the young man, "Well, first you will get into my Sedan and we will go to the crime scene. Since I am already undercover, and you are not, lets stop by your house first so you can get dressed in casual wear. I have a couple of bullet proof vests in the back of my car so I will equip you." She opens her car door and puts her hammer in the back seat. Ms. Onawa had a feeling that this mission will be a deadly one. The one hope for Ms. Onawa herself is that this mission will not turn. And what she means by that is she hopes her MPD will not take the advantage of drawing blood from another. She slams the car door and jumps inside.

"Alright, where do you live, first?" She doesn't care if the young man had a car himself in the parking-lot, she needed him with her, since he is shadowing her. She watches the window, hoping there is no ambush on her precious car, or herself. While she drives her car the direction to his house, she notices something in the window. It could have possibly been her imagination, but from what she has seen before, it could have not been that excuse. Turning around would only get her in trouble, and possibly give the young man in the seat next to her a heart-attack. Is this boy really up for the job or is he just shitting me? She looks over at him with two tightly gripped hands on the wheel.

As they drive to his house, she steps out of the car and locks it with a key and a code on the door. She does not want anyone touching or stealing her hammer or their head will be jammed between the car's frame. She walks with him into his house and stands at the front door, waiting for him to come back to her. Once he did, she put the vest on him and wrapped him with a jacket, making sure the vest would not show through. Two hard pull tugs on the straps and the vests were complete for what they where made for. "Alright, lets get into the car."

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Once they pull up to the crime scene, Ms. Onawa gets out of her car and closes the driver door. Then she moves to the back and pulls out her hammer that she happened to put into a cardboard box to keep it undercover as well, so no suspicion will happen between the civilians. As she opened the door, the gut wrenching feeling of blood thirsty enjoyment surged threw her veins. No, no, not this again. I'm too old, I just can't. Ms. Onawa's breathe lets go for a few seconds and she falls into the door frame, clutching her chest and grasping for air. It was a bit too dramatic for her MPD but it was a long time since it had emerged. She clears her throat and stands back up, reassuring Liyang that she was alright with a hand signal. She opens the door to one of the rooms and finds blood and rubble scattered across the ground. This was the killing zone, and this is where Ms. Onawa will die in the future. As so she believes

Word Count|565

Key:

• "I'm talking"
• I'm thinking
• I'm walking

Muse: 7/10

Notes: <3 Hehe

Tags:

• Liyang Yoon by Liyang Yoon
• Red Mercer by Red Mercer

[Red Mercer]

The child seemed to shake in his hands, he was too afraid to even object to Red's forceful grasp. The smirk on his face widened further as his ears twitched with sounds from behind him. Turning his head, his eyes caught the shadows that illuminated around the room as two new figures stepped in. The distance between them was probably around three-four dead bodies.

"So, now the fun can begin?" he said, the civilian clothing not fooling him one bit. "Let me guess, you're going to say you're this kid's family members?" he asked, twisting his torso and moving to face them. The child stood shaking by the knees of Red. There was nothing that kept this kid alive by now. Letting go of the kid, he slowly raised his right arm and placed it on top of the kid's head.

"Don't worry. I won't kill him. I have mercy in my soul, see?" he said, ignoring any type of introduction at this point and making sure he kept his guard up. They wouldn't attack while he held a hostage. Red smiled, almost like a friendly smile as he gently rubbed the top of the kid's head. A few seconds later blue sparks flew from his hand, a blood curdling scream emitted out of the kid's mouth as he felt a sudden change in his brain. Putting Red's knowledge of Alkahestry surgery, he severed most connections to the child's prefrontal cortex.

The kid immediately fell to his knees. Quickly, Red grabbed the kid's arm, letting him hang there in shock as the rest of his body twitched. Taking the kid's hand, he swung him around and as his body reached the peak of swing, he deconstructed most of the tissue and bone in the kid's hand as he then flew from Red's grip and slid closer to the two near the door.

"Hmmn. I've never done that before. He'll probably die." he said, pacing slightly within a few feet from side to side. Turning to look at them, his smirk grew wider. "Ohh, I bet you're wondering what I did, right!?" the smile took on a more morbid look as he twisted his head to the side, staring directly at the woman, ignoring the man. "I just lobotomized him," he said, beginning to contemplate how or if that would kill him. "Maybe from shock? Or possibly the pressure from inside his brain that he now has to make room for?" the smile never left Red's face, blood now riddled his shirt, and the kid seemed to still be alive on the floor. Where his hand used to be was now just a mesh of bone and disfigured flesh.

Red's pacing stopped, as he leaned back on his heels. "So, are you here to take me away? Amestrians can't handle their own kind dying?" he asked, his Red eyes now analyzing them both.

[Liyang Yoon]

Liyang had entered his home and changed into more casual wear. It was strange having to wear a bulletproof, but in this line of work it was something he would have to grow accustom to. Still, he was a bit nervous. He had nothing to do with fear, he understood being in the military that they would be time that he would have to risk his life. He had no problem with risking his life to protect and help others. He was nervous because he did not want to fail. He fell silent and remained silent for the whole entire drive, clearing his head for the task ahead.

They arrived at the crime scene and Liyang jumped out of the car, closing the door behind him. He raised an eyebrow as it seemed she was having troubles breathing. As soon as Liyang approached and was about to ask if she was alright she signaled to him that she was. Now he was a bit worried. Was she really alright? For now he would just take her word, but he watched her closely. As they entered the home Liyang's eyes scanned the area. Suddenly, he stopped once his eyes fell upon the dead bodies. ...We were too late.

An expression of disgust was on Liyang's face as he stared at Red. He clenched his fist and fought back the urge to blurt out anything. He had never dealt with a hostage situation so it was best that he just stood back and wait for Ms. Onawa's orders. "STOP!!!" His feeble attempt fell on deaf ears. Red had already attack the child and tossed him to the side. Liyang quickly kneeled down close to the child, wondering what he should do.

He had thrown caution out the window as he was no longer focus on Red. He was more worried about getting the child help. "He's alive... We should get him help..." He gently picked the child up in his arms.

[Suta Onawa [Bleh.....]]

Suta Onawa

A DAY OF LABOR

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She looks at the 20 year old that stood in front of her. Her heart clenched tight and stopped beating for a few sentences. She was having trouble breathing through the other man's attack. Why the hell do you have to do this now?! She crosses her brows in anger and her chin twitches to hold back the blurts of anger at herself. Then she notices Liyang Yoon running towards the child. "You idiot! Don't go towards him!" Right as Liyang ran towards the child about to kneel, Ms. Onawa went over and jerked him back, throwing him to the ground. The force wasn't intentional, and it almost threw him into the wall next to her. Her MPD was kicking in at the wrong time, but on this mission, it may be a life saver. She picks up Liyang Yoon, as he hit the floor, by the collar of his clothing and stood him back up immediately.

He knows I'm here for the crime scene, he knows I'm apart of the government...Why do we have to send out people if they know they are apart of the government? Ms. Onawa stares at him intently. She dare not take conversation with him, but if it keeps him still, it's the best way to go. "Why did you do this?" She had no emotion to show she fears him, nor does she have emotion for the child, the child will have to suffer as they fight. At least he's not dead yet, it's only his hand that is more brutally injured. Then a stupid but brilliant thought came through her, why not add in some awkward moments since he thinks he's so bad-ass? She clears her throat, "Hang on one minute, I have to get something." Without hesitation, she walks out the door without Liyang Yoon and get's into her car, locks the door, and opens the box to her hammer. After a few minutes of silence, she walks back in with her hammer. She puts it on by the strap and walks back in. It shows that clearly she isn't an alchemist, but being in the military with a hammer means she is just as good as one. She smiles a bit, but unintentionally, also accidentally laughing.

This isn't a time to laugh! It was her MPD, what will she do without it? Ugh.... she grunts and looks at both the boys. They were looking at her, mostly looking at her hammer. It's not a normal thing everyday to see a grown woman with a hammer. Although, the hammer and the laughing hints she is a bit childish. She grips the handle to the sludge hammer. Ms. Onawa's breath was taken away again by the blood-thirsty urge. She balls over slightly in a groan.

Word Count|475

Key:

• "I'm talking"
• I'm thinking
• I'm walking

Muse: 7/10

Notes: Uh oh, she's having MPD issues. o.o

Tags:

• Liyang Yoon by Liyang Yoon
• Red Mercer by Red Mercer

[Red Mercer]

Chuckling to himself as the kid's body seemed to continuously twitch. This was a good reminder of his attack, it would be something no one would forget on this day. "Hah. Do you know how many children died in the Ishval war? How many of your state alchemists killed?" he asked, leaning forward. This time his face was more serious. Taking a few steps forward, he threw his hands to the side, leaving himself wide open. There was nothing to be afraid of at this point, he stood directly over the child, as he stepped on his still twitching body.

With one foot on the kid, and another on the floor he used his leverage to lean forward toward the woman who had now returned. Red could tell she was having some sort of internal struggle, but what was her deal? Still, they didn't seem to want to start a fight yet, they were still assessing the situation it seems. "Why does Central do this?" he asked, taking his foot of the kid. "Haven't I killed enough of your Alchemists?" It was true what he was saying, he's killed Alchemists before this, but it was for petty crimes. They had no idea it was him 'til now. They just knew that an Alchemist had died out on a mission.

"It's always those that use close-range abilities too," his words seemed to hold a sort of sadness to them. "It's no fun this way. I clearly have the advantage here," he said, as he jumped straight into the air and off the kid's back. The kid didn't even let out a grunt of pain, nothing came from his mouth. Just as his right hand touched the ceiling a spark of blue electricity was seen. A second later the ceiling came crashing down around the two. Red quickly moved a few feet away, keeping his guard up as he awaited their counter-attack.

This attack wasn't even meant to harm. He was just testing them and their reaction time. Possibly what kind of abilities they used as well. Red would have fun toying with them.

[Liyang Yoon]

Liyang was caught off guard when Ms. Onawa had grabbed him, stopping him from even trying to help the kid. He fell to the ground and looked up at her, wondering what was her problem. Of course Liyang knew just running in trying to save the kid was stupid, but he could not just stand there and wait. "So we stand back and let him kill the boy!?" He clenched his fist tighter as he was helped back to his feet.

Once again, he just stood there silently, trying to control his anger. His eyes narrowed as he watched Red speaking about Ishval War and what the State Alchemist did. It was something that he did not take part in, considering that this was his first day as a State Alchemist. It did make him think about what his great uncle did and what part he had in the war.

Suddenly, Red jump to the ceiling and release blue electricity, causing the ceiling to collapse. He quickly rushed forward and placed his hand on the metal bedpost of the boy's bed. He figured that Ms. Onawa would be capable of dodging so he was not worried about her.

Liyang formed the bedpost into a large metal plate that he held over himself and the boy. Luckily, it wasn't too much for Liyang to handle as he was able to keep him and the boy safe from the debris crashing them.

[Suta Onawa [Bleh.....]]

Suta Onawa

A DAY OF LABOR

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Ms. Onawa watches Red bring the building to rubble. As every good reflex person would do, she jumps back without a gasp or amazement. She knew exactly what that move was, he was of course, going to cause destruction immediately. Since Ms. Onawa had keen site, she could see him directly through the dust and rubble.Then she looks over to Liyang Yoon who used his protection skills to block him and the boy safe from harm. Ms. Onawa didn't care much that a floor was falling on top of her, she's strong enough to just throw it off of her. That wasn't her problem, the problem was the attack, he wasn't exactly attacking yet. He's waiting for the military's first attack. But Ms. Onawa was not assigned that mission. She was to collect data and then attack.

"Smart move, Mr. Yoon." She says, gripping tighter to her hammer and watching Red as he stands in front of her. "You never answered my question. Red, right?" She props herself on one hip and brings a couple of fingers up to her chin to rub it lightly as if she knew she it was right and was only acting smart. But, the truth is, she does know what she is doing. Either Red runs,makes conversation, or attacks. And that is exactly what she wanted, either of them, she was ready for. 

Ms. Onawa didn't have to say anything about the child because she knew Liyang Yoon would take care of him the best he can with his alchemy skills. But there is an attachment to Ms. Onawa's mission and that is she has to protect Liyang Yoon as well. The boy is just a bystander. Ms. Onawa slams her right hand up to her face in frustration. Her MPD is ready to come out and it's being so hard to keep it in. Once her eyes grow darker in color, there is no way she can stop the 'other side' from coming forth. And it gladly will. Ms. Onawa lets go of her face and looks at Red, determination shone brightly in a small cracked smile. 

Word Count|352

Key:

• "I'm talking"
• I'm thinking
• I'm walking

Muse: 7/10

Notes: I have a feeling the 'the other side' is going to come out. ;P

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• Liyang Yoon by Liyang Yoon
• Red Mercer by Red Mercer

[Red Mercer]

Being in the middle of the destruction, Red's head tilted backward as he began to laugh. Leaning back a bit, he laughed a bit louder as he watched them scurry to safety. Red's body was almost impossibly bent backward, as he stopped laughing. Whipping his torso forward, he ran straight through the still falling debris. The sheer force of his speed made a massive dust cloud around him as he slid in front of the woman. He had completely ignored her comments, and wanted to get right into the fight. His patience was gone.

"Heh," he chuckled, as his hand slid across the floor ripping out to the floor from underneath the kid and other male. Red now stood in the doorway, as the woman stood in front of him in the hall outside the door. Taking this time, he cracked his neck slowly, taking his wrist, he bent it to produce another crack as he suddenly placed his right foot forward. Slipping down, he suddenly sprung up. Moving his foot around in a clockwise motion he aimed for the torso of the woman.

Red's attack was a two point attack, he was also aiming to grab any part of her with his right hand. If anything was grabbed, clothes, skin, part of the hammer. It would be deconstructed almost instantly. Skin was an issue though, he could only deconstruct skin tissue that caused pain, but didn't do much of any real damage.