It had been a long time since Scar had truly smiled.
He had smirked many times. He had smirked at the silly military as they tried to shoot him with their guns, smirked at the alchemists who thought they could beat him. He even had grinned on occasion when he got to fight someone particularly silly and heretical.
But throughout all this time, he had never smiled. His face seemed to be set in a permanent frown, his red eyes perpetually glaring. The years away from home and searching for State alchemists had been hard on him, and he knew that he would never be quite the same. War and death are the quickest and most effective ways of changing people, and Scar was no exception. His brother and his people had meant so much to him, and losing both caused anger and sadness that still haunted him after all these years. The scars on his forehead and arm were not the only wounds that he carried, and his cold exterior prevented those from showing. Only an ignorant fool would look at him and smile.
"Hey mister, wanna come out and play with us?"
Scar had forgotten how the innocence of a child could defeat any glare that he could give. And, for the first time in a long time, he smiled.
He had smirked many times. He had smirked at the silly military as they tried to shoot him with their guns, smirked at the alchemists who thought they could beat him. He even had grinned on occasion when he got to fight someone particularly silly and heretical.
But throughout all this time, he had never smiled. His face seemed to be set in a permanent frown, his red eyes perpetually glaring. The years away from home and searching for State alchemists had been hard on him, and he knew that he would never be quite the same. War and death are the quickest and most effective ways of changing people, and Scar was no exception. His brother and his people had meant so much to him, and losing both caused anger and sadness that still haunted him after all these years. The scars on his forehead and arm were not the only wounds that he carried, and his cold exterior prevented those from showing. Only an ignorant fool would look at him and smile.
"Hey mister, wanna come out and play with us?"
Scar had forgotten how the innocence of a child could defeat any glare that he could give. And, for the first time in a long time, he smiled.