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The Chimera Project

((Once again, I miss major events...))
Ray stopped to catch his breath, breathing heavily. He hadn't questioned Mustang when he showed up and led them along the shadowy corridors-from what Edward had said, this was Roy Mustang, and he was a general, right? Someone like him knew what was to be done, right?

Still...

Something in the way Mustang spoke in that soft, friendly tone, as if they were preteens, clashed with a part of him. Something inside of him did not appreciate being...Coddled? Patronized? whatever it was, Murray was feeling a strange urge. To contradict him over his tone of voice? No. To complain about it to the others? No.... But then what?

Those thoughts were temporarily put aside when Edward intoned "Persian, male." What could that mean? Could that have to do with Ed?
"What's a Persian, anyway?", he muttered.
 
Roy nodded at Troy, still keeping an eye on Edward.

"Yes, I am."

Edward, meanwhile, looked at another tube.

"Metagross...? What the hell are these?" He mumbled, tapping on the glass.
 
When nothing came, Bakur hurried to catch up to the rest of the group. He came out in a large courtyard, with the group at one corner. Bakur ran over to them, watching Edward curiously. "Persian, male. Metagross..."
What could this mean? Bakur pondered. What are Persian and Metagross? Might this have something to do with our alchemic fusions? Bakur tapped the sides of his two Nidoking horns. I've been wanting to know what I was fused with... I'm sure everyone else feels the same way.
 
Bek looked at Roy Mustang through narrowed hazel eyes, "Would you please explain what these weird names are?" She growled, motioning toward a label saying "Espeon, female", trying to seem as if she wasn't confused and freaked out.
 
Edward continued to read, his tail flicking behind him slightly, ears up.

"Lucario, Male..."

Next tube.

"Muk, Male..."

And the Next...

"Nidoking, Male..."

Edward looked up, his hand on one of the tubes. This was strange, what had these been used for, and why did the word 'Persian' seem so... familiar to him? He looked back at the group, then at the tubes again.

Mustang motioned towards a door next to the stack of tubes.

"That's the exit, you all hurry out, I'll catch up with you, alright? Good luck."
 
"...Jigglypuff?" Shea dusted off the plaque. "All the things it could be named... Jiggly? Puff? That just embarressing..." She muttered, before following Edward and Roy.
 
Troy obeyed Mustang's instructions, even though he still had a lot to ask. He wondered, If he's an alchemist, maybe I can trade these arms in for a tail...
Once again, Troy stopped thinking about having a tail and waited outside for the rest of the group.
 
Bek glared at Roy once more before making a "Tch" sound and started walking to the door. She wanted some answers damnit!
 
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Winry did exactly the same as Bek, wanting the same thing too. Except she stopped short of the door and turn to Mustang. "Will you at least tell us what's going on here?"
 
"I'd wager that they did something to us. Those tubes looked a lot like incubators, since they had those plaques with our names on them, we were probably in there while these... Changes-" Shea looked at her now soft pink hand. "Happened."
 
Roy looked sadly at Winry, and spoke.

"You have to escape, the State wants to use you has weapons."

Meanwhile, Edward moved away from the tanks, glancing towards Mustang before slipping through the door.

It was dark outside, the moon supplying the only light. Crates and trucks were grouped around the cluster of buildings that made up the labs. There were a few guards in the distance, but they didn't seem to notice the Chimera group. Edward slipped behind a plie of crates, peeking around them and then looking back.

"Cost is clear..."

He ran to a truck, climbing into the open window (what idiot had left if open?) and into the front seat. The key wasn't there, so it meant the driver hadn't been a complete moron. He pried a chunk of metal from the door and clapped gently - wincing when he moved his left arm - and transmuted the metal into a key.

"Now let's see here..."
 
Shea followed behind Edward absentmindedly, before stopping at a locked door.

"Hey," She whispered. "Do you think you could unlock the side door?"
 
Edward looked out the window on the other side down at Shea, then clicked the door open.

"Do you know how to drive?" He asked, sounding rather annoyed that he couldn't quite figure it out. It was too damn dark to see anything! He blinked, and...

Woah.

What the hell...?

He could see everything as clear as day. What just happened...? He looked rather shocked and confused.
 
"I know how to a little bit... I used to drive my master around when my mother was sick and unable to..." Shea said, though not very confident in her abilities. She then stepped up into the door and stood there, leaning over Ed. "Is everything alright? you look a little daze?" She asked with a hint of concern on her voice.
 
Edward turned to Shea, his eyes wide, the pupils incredibly dilated, making his eyes look almost black with a deep gold rim. He blinked, then looked back at the steering wheel, prodding it as thought it would attack him.

"This truck could make a nice way of getting around... We wouldn't be as noticed..." He trailed off.
 
Bakur heard Edward mention "Nidoking." That word sounded so familiar... and yet, Bakur had never heard it until now. The Nidoking-Human splice (even though he didn't know it) followed Edward to a truck, on which the door was open but there was no key. However, the clever Edward used--alchemy, was it?--to make a key. Bakur went around to the back of the truck. "Can I sit in here?"
 
Winry, after getting that poor excuse for an answer from Mustang, walked out the door and near the vehicle. She looked around in the dark, hear what the others were saying. Although, what she was most focused on was that no one else but the other that had followed Ed would see her. She looked... not how she wanted to. Although, the arms were god, as they looked like a god mechanic (such as herself) had made them.

Disregarding her thoughts, she climbed into the back of the truck and heard a loud creaking from her weight on the vehicle. How much do I weigh? she asked herself.
 
"Hehe, you kind of strange." She said with a smile, gently scooting him over so that she could sit infront of the wheel. As she reached for the Key however, her stomach suddenly filled with butterflies. She took a deep breathe to try and get rid of such feelings, and turned the key. The Vehicle rumbled to life, with a continuous low pitched purr.
 
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