#ofhellsfiire

     This was quite odd. One moment he was flying through space, trying to get rid of some aliens, and the next he was in a --- very dated looking hospital room with a broken arm and some strange man in weird (also very outdated) uniform standing next to him.

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There was very little energy around him, Mike 1 was finding out; wherever he had landed was relatively desolate in just about anything, the only thing he could drain was the bits of nature around him and that was a rather slow process. The massive crack in his skull had healed and a few of his bones had shifted back into place, but blood was still leaking out of his mouth like a faucet, so his internal injuries still needed to be attended to. He was almost certain that one of his lungs had been punctured since he had coughed up some bone fragments with his blood a few moments ago.

But wait. One of his sensors weakly vibrated. An aura was close by... and getting closer. That could be a problem...and a blessing. If he’s able to keep them around long enough, their energy should be enough to heal him. Obviously, however, they’d have some qualms about sharing said energy with the riolu, but in this case? It’s better to ask for forgiveness than permission.

He’d been talking about something important, something the girl should have been paying attention to. However, her mind kept wandering off, not focusing on what he was saying at all.

“Woah... Someone is on fire today,” pun may be intended, “What do I owe the pleasure to be in your presence?”

Cassandra quietly watched the male approach out of the corner of her eye, mostly trying to figure out his rank. He wasn’t super high up, Colonel or Brigadier General she figured. But when she fell her gaze to the gloves, she tensed recognizing the pattern.

A state alchemist. 

     ‘’You say that now.. but you’re human. Human’s are weak. Of course you cry.’’ He mused. To be honest, Envy said that, but he wasn’t entirely sure. It’s not like he ever tested if every human cried. What he did know was that he himself had cried before, so saying humans are weak because of their emotions probably wasn’t fair either. Not that the colonel knew that.

‘‘Maybe I should try to prove you wrong?’‘ A wicked grin found it’s way onto his lips. ‘‘I don’t mean to brag, but I do have some talents. Making people cry is one of them.’‘ He lift a hand, tapping a finger onto his chin. ‘‘Let’s see.. what would be the best way to make the famous hero of the Ishvalan war cry?’‘ 

The sin crossed his arms as he leaned against a wall. ‘’I guess to know that I will have to figure out what you care about... and luckily I’m quite aware of that..’’

     ‘’What’s the blonde woman’s name? Riza? You’re pretty close to her.. or what was that friend of yours called? Hughes? I remember hearing that he had quite the loving family. A wife and a young daughter.. such a tragedy what happened to him..’’ Envy mused. At least he could try his best. It wasn’t like the alchemist could hurt him while being locked up without his gloves.