Introduction
"Lacilia, look at those guys wearing those strange uniforms, do you think that that's the military?" Katana whispered in Lacilia's ear, as they stood watching in a crowd of villagers.
"Could be, maybe?" Lacilia wondered, while staring at those pocket watches some of the men were carrying.
"Hey Roy, you still in central?" Curnal Hughes asked, ever so politely.
"From now anyway, they should be bringing me back eastern command this afternoon." Roy said, while standing by the door. He placed his right arm on his hip.
"Well now, aren't you the lucky one?" Hughes jealously envied Roy.
"Next time you come here, I'd expect you to become brigideer general, you got that?" He laughed, knowing he wasn't kidding. Roy walked up to Hughes desk chuckling.
"Oh, by the way, if you're leaving, I'll go ahead and give this to you." Hughes got up and handed Roy something. Roy's eyes followed the pages words, his eyes widened.
"A report on a girl? What does this have to do with me?" Mustang wondered, feeling a little offended. "It's something that you can kind of relate to, look at where's she's come from." Hughes smiled big. Roy paused for a second, while looking at the paper. "How interesting. I think I'll give it some thought." Roy folded the paper in half, sticking it in his pants pockets.