07-19-2018, 11:28 PM
[font=trebuchet ms]A being that called itself Truth? Part of her internally wondered if it had any association with the homunculi- a strange being reflecting one’s own self, whose motivations were unknown and who had powers beyond mortal imagination. Maybe it wanted revenge for what they had collectively done to Lust, or wished to prevent them from uncovering the homunculi’s scheme.
After thinking about it, however, she dismissed the idea. Truth could easily have just erased them from existence, or even sealed them in a Philosopher’s Stone, if it were working with the homunculi. For it to incur this on them didn’t make sense in that situation.
In the back of her mind, she could vaguely recall a flash of white, and a sight almost like looking at herself in the mirror, before waking up. She could not remember any further details than that, though. It may have been a figment of her imagination, running wild as she was torn apart within the transmutation array. If it had been real, maybe her mind was deliberately stifling the experience, lest she break down from the sheer absurdity.
At his remark of not being an exception despite the transmutation being an accident, she glanced off to the side. Indeed, this was probably related in some way to Ishval. The situation hadn’t been quite the same- in that case, though they hadn’t known what they were getting into, she would be hard-pressed to call it an “accident”- but the parallels were difficult to ignore.
All this to say that they were, indeed, stuck. ”I see,” Riza muttered, narrowing her eyes. There was little else to say, really. Were this anyone else she might have expressed skepticism, but the Colonel did not lie to her. Even if he felt it proper or necessary to conceal the truth, he would never manage it with a lie this bizarre and extravagant, and he knew it full well. As strange as it sounded, his story must have been genuine.
Well, perhaps there was more to be said after all. ”What will we do now, Colonel?” she asked, meeting his eyes directly. She had pledged to follow him, and follow him she would, even in a case so outside-context as this.
After thinking about it, however, she dismissed the idea. Truth could easily have just erased them from existence, or even sealed them in a Philosopher’s Stone, if it were working with the homunculi. For it to incur this on them didn’t make sense in that situation.
In the back of her mind, she could vaguely recall a flash of white, and a sight almost like looking at herself in the mirror, before waking up. She could not remember any further details than that, though. It may have been a figment of her imagination, running wild as she was torn apart within the transmutation array. If it had been real, maybe her mind was deliberately stifling the experience, lest she break down from the sheer absurdity.
At his remark of not being an exception despite the transmutation being an accident, she glanced off to the side. Indeed, this was probably related in some way to Ishval. The situation hadn’t been quite the same- in that case, though they hadn’t known what they were getting into, she would be hard-pressed to call it an “accident”- but the parallels were difficult to ignore.
All this to say that they were, indeed, stuck. ”I see,” Riza muttered, narrowing her eyes. There was little else to say, really. Were this anyone else she might have expressed skepticism, but the Colonel did not lie to her. Even if he felt it proper or necessary to conceal the truth, he would never manage it with a lie this bizarre and extravagant, and he knew it full well. As strange as it sounded, his story must have been genuine.
Well, perhaps there was more to be said after all. ”What will we do now, Colonel?” she asked, meeting his eyes directly. She had pledged to follow him, and follow him she would, even in a case so outside-context as this.
[font=trebuchet ms]some weirdo