Dawgs of the Military

Train Ride

     Maice walked to the train station, not telling anyone where she would be, especially since Roy would never let her do this. She hopped on, seating herself on the stuffy train. Maice looked at all the people scrambling to get in. "Should've got here earlier." She thought to herself. "Hey! Is that?" Maice squinted, the boy's braid whipped around revealing his identity. "Damn it!" Maice shouted. She covered herself and turned, making sure her face couldn't be seen. Her broken auto mail squeaked loudly as she moved. Settling down, Maice kept her head down, staring at the table. The Elric's found a spot right behind her, making her heart skip a beat. "I can't do this for an hour long trip!" She thought.  She flipped out her pocket knife, running her fingers down the blade. "Three, two, one!" Maice slid into the seat next
to Ed, then placed the pocket knife against throat. "We keep this a secret got that?" She whisper, putting her fathers blade back. "So, where you guys heading?" She asked casually. Edward gulped. "We were, um, actually ordered to go to your house." He said nervously. "We're supposed to meet someone there." He added. Maice was furious, she dragged Ed up to her face and asked, "Who and why?!" Alphonse grabbed her arm, forcing her to drop Ed. "We're meeting Major Armstrong there to pick up a package." Alphonse answered in a calm voice. Ideas raced through Maice's mind, but she decided to leave them all behind. "Do you have a pencil?" She asked. "No why?" Edward said. Maice's hand started to twitch. She grabbed her pocket knife, then carved into the wood table. "What are you doing?" Edward asked. "I'm not sure we're aloud to do that Maice." Alphonse added on. "Shut it!" She said continuing her carving. "Hey!" Edward called out. "What did I say, Edward? Shut. It."
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     "Your letting a homunculus join the military?" The man asked. "Yes, Havoc. When we had her contained in the hospital the nurses had the job of checking for any damage that may have happened when I opened her pocket watch," Roy paused, making sure he was following, "they found that anything below her torso was paralyzed, like you Havoc." "But she can still walk?" Havoc asked. "Yes." Roy answered. "We still don't know what happened though or how she can walk."  He looked up from his paper. "We're getting you back, Havoc." Roy said firmly. "But, sir!" Havoc complained. "This isn't about me, this is about the military and this homunculus."