Roy felt dazed. He slipped in and out of consciousness pretty often.
He was only vaguely aware that he was being mostly dragged at the moment.
"I just wanted to get what I deserved. But, no, the Flame Alchemist is a hero. I did so much!" There was a long silence. "Big fires? That's all you need to be a hero? It was different with me because I didn't have fire. I didn't have flames. I was in more danger. Because, you know, I wasn't like you."
Roy groaned and opened his eyes.
"Oh, hello. Did someone have a good nap?"
Roy didn't process the words. He was more focused on the way his feet hurt so much. It was probably because one foot had managed to wedge itself between two pieces of debris, and the other foot had a small pipe through it. Roy stared at his feet.
"Maybe I wasn't off with that concussion. Hey, Flamy-boy? Colonel? Mustang?"
Roy scrunched up his eyes. He groaned loudly. It was long and drawn out.
He opened his eyes and was assaulted by an immediate headache. The dim light was appreciated. It was far less harsh than the bright hospital lights that temporarily left you blind.
He looked up at a red-headed man. He wasn't sure why it sparked familiarity in his eyes. He also didn't remember why he was being dragged.
"You know, that explosion worked far better than planned. You are barely putting up a fight." There was an exhausted sigh. "Fullmetal was trying to give it a way, wasn't he? I'll need to punish him for that little mistake."
Well, an explosion... Roy had no idea where he had planned to go with that thought.
"Wha... Who... arrr'ya...?" Roy was not impressed with his ability to speak.
"You must think it's rude of me not to introduce myself?" It was asked like a question, but something told Roy that he wasn't supposed to answer. "You may call me Gideon... If you are actually capable."
Roy coughed but didn't try to say anything. He probably wouldn't have even been able to say anything. He closed his eyes and tried to think.
The pain in his foot didn't go away, though.
"My fhoot... Hurs... Get it ouwt..." Roy slurred.
"I'm surprised I could understand that, or the one before, for that. Speak more clearly," the man said, chucking as Roy opened his eyes again.
Roy didn't think it was all that clever or funny. He just stared blankly at the man then closed his eyes once again.
They shot back open when he heard a squelching rip. The pipe was freed from his foot and the hole was bleeding freely.
Roy gasped and buried his face into the ground, fighting off the growing pain.
"That better, Colonel Flame?" Gideon chuckled.
Roy shook his head, feeling his headache grow.
"Yeah, didn't think so. Now let's go find Fullmetal in the rubble, how 'bout?"
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