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[insubordination]

[ the weather is . . . insane, at the moment, given the sudden shift in every single quadrant of the temple making it spring, summer, winter, and fall simultaneously. roy has steadily been ignoring it, focused instead on collecting information, and preparing for the inevitable next world jump.

that being said: ]

I hope this place picks one season, soon.

[ tiredly, as he shakes the snow out of his hair. someone has recently been through the snowy abyss that is the winter section of the temple. it looks like, from the background, that roy is in the kitchen area. the fire-brick oven is just behind him. ]

At any rate, we've recently lost a slew of members, and we need to regroup, and calculate who is missing, and who is still here. We had a successful trip, for the most part. [ ilde's meltdown excluded. ] Hopefully our good luck continues. I think we've all come to the agreement by now that this place can turn on a dime.

[ roy pauses, again, before his face settles into something a bit more somber. having been here since the very start, roy is used to this song and dance by now. it's only a matter of time before people are sent home, and he runs a hand through his hair, shaking out the last of the snow. ]

So. Who have we lost? And who is still here? And does anyone have any bets on what is coming next?

[ at the very least, roy is here to listen. ]

Comments

[mollymocked]

I know what an Alchemist is, but they're not usually so important as all that. That sounds fancy. [Alchemists are just... scientists, effectively, in Exandria.] I've got a friend who's a bit of one.

[He giggles, indulgently.] Oh you're bloody approachable, that's for sure. I wouldn't be chatting with you like this if you weren't. I've seen you make announcements like this a few times now, though, and that's a huge tell. There's two types of people who are good at herding arseholes- the kind like you are and the kind like I am. And if I were making these announcements, it would just be a lot of [he forms a cone with his hands around his mouth:] "OI FUCKERS, SOUND OFF. If you're still here, speak up or be counted among the lost."

[insubordination]

[ that earns a laugh, and roy shakes his head a bit, amused. ]

Different leadership styles for different types of people, I suppose.

[ roy is much more the charming chessplayer to the generic public, and the explosive impulsive battering ram to his friends. but finding a neat balance is hard, and roy can respect molly's style. ]

I need to be more secretive and reclusive, then, to hide my true colors. But it may be too little, too late.

[mollymocked]

[Molly snorts.] The difference in leadership and "oh god don't call me the leader- I'm not the bloody leader. I'm just keeping everyone alive."

[He is not the leader. He just doesn't protest it... but no one has also never accused him of it.] But I wouldn't worry. Not everyone's as clever as I am. There's probably people who don't think much of you at all.

[Backhanded compliment and gentle insult- the Mollymauk way.]

[insubordination]

Oh, I'm certain there is a lengthy list of people who don't think much of me, or very highly of me. There are no shortage of people who wish I would shut up.

[ both here, he imagines, and at home. ]

But thank you, for the compliment. And for keeping your realizations and observations of me relatively quiet. I can't afford to have my image tarnished.

[mollymocked]

Gods forbid I fuck up anyone else's presentation. They might decide to fuck up mine. [Granted, his presentation is... Half genuine and half bullshit. You just can't be sure where one ends and the other begins.]

[insubordination]

I think you've cornered the market, on memorable first impressions.

[ if roy is so bold to say, at any rate. he's never met a purple person before, but molly is certainly memorable. ]

Whether or not that's an accurate presentation of who you are is entirely up to you, I would imagine, but you are certainly memorable. That has to count for something, in the end.

[mollymocked]

Flatterer. [Molly sticks his tongue out playfully.] Thank you.

[insubordination]

I've been known to flatter, from time to time.

[ normally by, you know, the women in amestris, but he'll take a weird purple demon person, too. why not. ]

You're most welcome.