365 PROMPTS LiveJournal Community: #108 Sword
It pierced deep, through flesh, muscle, and sawed into bone. He gave a sharp cry, trying to stare defiantly into the Fuhrer's eyes, the one human-like eye nothing in comparison to the one that seemed to glow a deathly red of rage and murder. The world seemed to fade, feeling the blood fall away, a cold feeling washing over. He'd missed his heart so he could watch him bleed to death, to show how foolish he'd been to confront a homunculus.
"Roy! You okay? You're pale..."
He lifted his gaze to Ed, offering a small smile. "Ed, let's not decorate our home with such nonsense. Pictures on the walls seem better, don't you think?"
The blonde tilted his head. "Something wrong?"
"I just don't like having a sword around."
Edward nodded. "Come on then."
Roy was happy to move on. He… probably wouldn't be able to face another sword again…