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Looking up from his book, Roy was surprised to see that Camille had fallen asleep in the first few hours of their journey. She was leaning against the window, muttering softly in her slumber. Roy leaned closer. "... didn't make the tatoes 'plode Mumma, Natty did it..." Roy chuckled, and leaned back into his seat.

As Roy leaned back, Ed leaned forward, staring intently at Camille's face. After a few seconds, he leaned back again. Roy gave him an odd look. "What was that about?" He asked. Ed turned toward him.

"Just making sure she was asleep. I still have to report to you about that strange circle, after all." Roy understood, making a 'go on' gesture before steepling his fingers. Ed took a breath and began. "Well, when I studied the circle, it was obviously not normal. In fact, the only symbol I recognized is the basic earth patterns."

Roy nodded. "Did you get a drawing of the circle?"

Ed rifled in his pockets. "Yeah. Hand me that potted plant, would you?" Roy complied and Ed took a generous handful of soil. Looking back and forth between the drawing and the soil, Ed quickly reproduced the circle. Ed asked "Would you like to do the honours?" as he gestured towards the circle. Roy snorted, clapping and pressing his hands lightly to the soil. The dirt began to move as the two men watched, forming... "It looks like an ouroboros. But why is it in a figure eight, Fullmetal?"

Ed snorted. "How the hell a I supposed to know, Bastard? A figure eight ouroboros is ne-gak!" Roy looked up from studying said image to see Camille's fist around Ed's throat, the brunette girl glaring viciously. Roy jumped up, prying the girl off of Ed, who gasped for breath. Camille thrashed against Roy, snarling as if she was a territorial dog. Roy pinned Camille against the floor, and she continued to snarl, and she began barking at him in a rough tongue that Roy couldn't make a word from if he tried. She continued to wrestle, growling still, and her boot knocked against the ouroboros, still on the ground, out of shape.

Immediately, Camille stopped moving, and instead she groaned, eyes closed -when did that happen?- trying to raise her arms. When she couldn't, Camille paused. Then, without opening her eyes, she asked, "Roy, can you please get off me?" Her voice was strained, as if she was trying not to scream. Roy got up immediately, and Camille drew in a shaking breath before crossing her legs, then rocking back, and when her momentum carried her forward again, she managed to sit upright.

Roy gave her a curious look, but her eyes were focused on the now ruined ouroboros. Her eyes were soft as she gathered up the dirt and redrew the circle. Her eyes grew wild with controlled chaos as the ouroboros formed once more. She looked focused, and after a few minutes, she muttered "Da, Papa." Camille smeared the drawing once more, and the chaos was replaced with a bone aching sadness. "Okay, this is good." Camille sighed, putting her hands on her knees to ease herself off the floor. Her knees popped like gunfire, only louder than normal. She looked confused for a second, but the noises continued. She jumped when they got closer, and a loud BOOM shook the train car, knocking all three of them off of their feet as the lights flickered.

Ed groaned. "Sounds like train robbers." Roy nodded, pulling out his gloves as Camille grinned. They all left their carriage, and split up.

Let the games begin.

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