Black Sin

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in the series except the Black Poison Alchemist and Lyanna. (And still more to come.) All other characters belong to their respectful owners.

Series Warning: This fanfiction series has spoilers! Read at your own risk! (But I highly doubt I'll finish the story before the series, so yeah… xD)

Chapter Warning: I think I did the Chimeras ooc, but I guess I'll see how well this chapter comes out. Tips for doing the Chimeras better would be appreciated.

Chapter Five: Meeting the Crew

Black walked out of her room tiredly the next morning, unable to get any sleep the entire night. She quietly sat on the couch, leaning back and staring at the ceiling, yawning again. It wasn't long before there was a sniffing noise, and a head popped up suddenly in her field of vision. She shrieked and fumbled with her hands, suddenly falling off the couch and landing on the ground.

"I thought it was human I smelt."

"Dorochet, you shouldn't scare her like that. She's Greed's new recruit, might as well be nice to her for the first time we meet her…"

"But Martel-san…!"

"No buts. Help her up."

Black groaned quietly as she was once again heaved onto the couch, and she blinked as two people took a seat on the couch next to her. One was a male, who was probably the one named Dorochet, was holding a sword and still sniffing her. The other, she supposed was the one named Martel, gave a warning look to Dorochet before extending her hand for Black to shake. Black blinked and took her hand, shaking it firmly, before glancing over to Dorochet.

"Excuse him. The dog in him can't help it," Martel explained quietly, shrugging as Dorochet sighed.

"Dorochet. And you are?" he asked, also extending his hand.

Black took it, shaking it as she did with Martel. "Black. Let me guess… you two are Chimeras?"

Dorochet blinked and nodded, realizing that he and Martel had given themselves away. "Y-yeah, we are."

Black watched them, rubbing her chin with her good hand, deep in thought. "I see," she said quietly.

Martel glanced down at her uniform pants, prodding her to get her attention and inquired about the fact if she was in the military or not. When Black had nodded yes, the two Chimeras exchanged satisfied glances that all of their questions had been answered with no difficulty, as they got to their feet, glancing over to her. Martel spoke. "Anything you would like to eat? We'd be happy to steal it for you."

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Author's Notes: I have a big feeling that the last sentence was ooc (out of character), but I'm not entirely sure… heh. I got this sentence off of a roleplay, and I was roleplaying with a slightly ooc Martel, but I happened to get attached to the line…