"So, no survivors, huh?"
Roy let a sad smile spread across his face. "None that I came across, no. But you should keep in mind that I only searched part of the East." Roy answered, his eyes darting to a side alley when there was a crash. The noise reverberated out into the street, an echo casting throughout the walls.
Ed followed Roy's gaze shortly after, his teeth clenching at the noise. "Already?" He whispered, his gaze shifting from the alley to Roy's hand as he slowly drew his gun, making as little noise as possible.
The noise sounded again, this time closer. Ed let out a small growl and trained his gun on the blackness, his heart thumping in his chest. To both of their relief's, however, a white-tailed deer stumbled out of the alley, looking bewildered. Ed's eyes grew, and then let a grin cover his face, chuckling. "Look Colonel, dinner." He hissed, aiming his gun at the deer as it tried it's best to regain itself.
Roy glanced down at Ed, raising an eyebrow. "Are you really that desperate for meat?" Roy muttered, smirking as he turned his eyes back to face the deer. "I guess a chase wouldn't hurt." Roy snickered, watching as Ed grinned further and shot at the deer, running after it immediately after.
"You won't get away from me, you little bastard!" Ed shouted, watching as the deer bolted just before the bullet could make contact with its skin. He shot another bullet, watching as the deer bucked its back legs, whining.
Roy hurriedly chased after Ed, impressed by how fast he still was. He was almost as fast as the deer, and although it looked wounded, that was impressive. He laughed at Ed's determination and struggled to catch up, watching as the deer took a sharp right into a smaller road. Ed quickly scrambled after it, letting out a screech as he fired again, seeming to enjoy himself as the deer ran for its life.
The deer was bounding and leaping off rubble and broken objects in the street, trying it's best to flee from the alchemist that was quickly beginning to match the deer's speed. The deer was becoming tired, but the running only seemed to energize Ed more as he shot a fourth time, moving to reload his gun as he ran, his pace faltering somewhat. "Come back here you damned deer!" Ed yelled, the rain that was falling soaking his entire body as he continued through it.
"I would offer to roast it for you, Fullmetal, but I'm afraid that's not possible." Roy shouted to Ed, feeling his breath begin to deepen the more they ran.
"Don't worry about it! This is the most fun I've had in a long time!" Ed called back, finishing the reload. He then shot at it once more, grinning when he heard the shriek of the deer. It tumbled forward and struggled to get back to its feet, letting out another pitiful noise. Ed skidded to a halt and crouched down beside the deer, aiming his gun now at the heart of the deer. He shot a final time, and watched as the deer went limp, slumping in its final attempt to escape.
Roy caught up with Ed shortly after, out of breath as he leaned against the wall. "Nice..catch.." He wheezed, watching as Ed turned around to face his former superior, grinning.
"Yeah, thanks." Ed grinned, laughing at Roy as he kneeled over to try and regain his breath. "Not so easy in your age, I'm sure." Ed snickered, feeling a whack on his head afterwards.
Roy recoiled his hand and glared at Ed, rolling his eyes. "Shut-up. You've just got supernatural running skills." He scowled, taking another deep breath before he stood up straight, fixing his soaking jacket, and the wet, black hair that covered his eyes.
"Supernatural, huh?" Ed repeated, raising an eyebrow as he grinned wider. "I'm flattered, Colonel." He announced, unable to repress a snicker when Roy moved his long bangs out of his eyes. Ed shook his head, water droplets flying off his golden locks, and onto the pavement. "Alright, how're we gonna get this guy home?"
Roy finished running his hand through his hair, and glanced over at the limp figure, frowning. "I hadn't thought of that." Roy responded, looking puzzled now as he began to think.
Ed scratched his head and sheathed the gun, frowning. "I could probably make a wheelbarrow out of the rubble, but then again that would be pretty heavy too." Ed suggested, picking up a small piece of rubble next to him, weighing it. "I'd say it'd be about an additional thirty pounds."
"That'll work. Try and see what you can come up with." Roy commanded, watching as Ed gathered up as much rubble as he could find. He then clapped his hands and pressed them to the individual pieces, which melted into one, smoothly carved wheelbarrow. Ed stood up and let out a huff, feeling somewhat lightheaded from the energy it'd consumed. "There, how's that?" He breathed, watching as Roy inspected the wheelbarrow.
"It looks good, Fullmetal." Roy complimented, a smug look on his face as he neared the younger alchemist, ruffling his hair. "You didn't even go too far with detail, like usual." He snickered.
"Yeah, thanks." Ed muttered, growling somewhat when he felt his hair ruffled, but, at the same time he enjoyed it. He hadn't had human contact in forever, and getting physical praise from Roy, especially, was nice.
"Alright Mustang, help me load up the deer." Ed called to Roy, moving into a better position as he slid his hands under the bristled fur of the deer. Roy did the same, only on the other side, and raised his eyes to meet Ed's. "On three." Roy breathed.
"One. Two. Three!"
The two hauled the deer into the air, and dropped it into the wheelbarrow, a small grunt leaving Ed's lips as the weight strained his wounds. Thankfully, the wheelbarrow sustained the deer's weight, and Roy took charge of it, beginning to wheel it as he motioned for Ed to follow.
"It's only fair that if you caught it, I get to bring it back."
"Whatever you say, old man, it's less work for me." Ed shrugged, quickly dodging the blow that Roy tried to land on the smaller alchemist at the mention of his age. Ed grinned and slapped Roy on the back, snickering. "Come on, let's get back home. I'm starved!"