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The Crazy One

[Military Post 0014]

"So, who is this "friend", as you stated, if I may ask, Malvin? How does he run this unit-or is he one of those who doesn't? Hahaha." 

Alice might have chuckled a bit more if she was in a better mood. As it was, she just allowed a quick, grim chuckle as she led Didymus, Orlan (and presumably Samuel) into the small post.

“He's not my 'actual' CO, in the idea that he's directly above me in the chain of command. He's got command over the Eastern Wall of Hydron. Since he took over the East Wall, the number of raider attacks have dropped by more than half. Thanks to that, he's built up a reputation.”

Alice let out a sigh as they climbed the stairs, up to the uppermost floor of Post 0014. They were no longer in the area set aside from Section Three; now they were on an administrative floor. At the end of the floor was a closed office door.

“To answer your question, though, what he does can barely be considered running a unit. He's a brilliant officer, but he plays fast and loose with the regulations.”

Alice was big on the rules and regulations. She knew her own people weren't perfect, but she tried very hard to make them so. She approached the door and knocked.

The door opened.

“Ah, Lieutenant Malvin, to what do I owe the pleasure? Come to accept my offer?”

Alice saluted and straightened up, and she even tried not to look annoyed.

“Lieutenant Colonel Mustang! I had a few things to discuss with you. Your offer not one of them.”

Mustang sighed and nodded. “Alright... come on in.”

His invitation extended to them all.
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“To answer your question, though, what he does can barely be considered running a unit. He's a brilliant officer, but he plays fast and loose with the regulations.”


Didymus simply let out a "Hmmmmmm..." as Alice said her piece, and stepped inside the office with her, offing Mustang a salute but not saying anything, letting the two walk.

But all these comments about "offers", the way he spoke to her...

I wonder if he's...he's gotta be aware that she's an aristocrat. ...I suppose, unless he's in there himself, that he at least has boldness...

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Slums

Riley was a pretty tough kid. He was a hard worker, and he had quite a bit of muscle built up from all the work with heavy-duty machinery. Sure, he might look scrawny, but he grew up on the bad side of town, and he proved his merit by surviving through some harsh conditions.

Especially winter.

"Aiden, I would not have been venturing outside if I was afraid of getting hurt."

Riley himself has been through several scraps before. The kid owned the best mechanic shop in this part of the city, and that came with a reputation. And with that reputation came others who wanted in on the fun. The boy has been through both physical brawls and firefights before, and came out alive.

He's had his share of pain throughout the years, and that didn't slow him down any.

"I'm not stupid. We won't approach from the streets, we'll take the rooftops. Come on!"

The boy ducked into a side alley as they got closer to their destination, taking the fire exit staircase up the building. Riley knew this part of town pretty well, so it was no wonder he knew how to be sneaky about it. Up on the roofs, he ran towards the edge and kicked over a rickety-looking pipe on a hinge. The owner of the house long got used to the fact that the exhaust pipe was used as a bridge by kids in the neighborhood and didn't yell any more at the various brats that used this sort of passage.

Riley used that to his fullest advantage, taking the pipe across at a run, running across the rooftop of the next house and jumped to the tiles of a third. There, he slowed down and peeked over the top of the roof to look down at the street where gunshots came from... And frowned.

"... Military? Here? What the hell? When did the military take interest in this place?"
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~ Desty Nova, Karmatron Theory

Let them Label me! Let them swear and curse at me as I tug humanity like a bucking bull into the darkness of the unknown, revealing its secrets to the sane and driving them MAD! In ages long past, I shall be looked upon as a tyrant and a savior! As a savant and as a fool! My work shall advance humanity long past its time, throw it into the unknown future and force it to grow strong or FALL! Years from now, when I will inevitably be removed, my work shall continue to progress, because these things cannot be denied! Governments will publicly criticize my work, but privately conduct research that advances it! I shall imprint myself into the annals of history, among the stars that shine as brightly as Albert Einstein, Isaac Newton, Benjamin Franklin, Dmitri Mendeleev, Nikola Tesla, and countless others! My work will shine as brightly as any star, and I AM ITS CREATOR!!!
~ Desty Nova, Morality


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Spork Residence

Colette's eyes suddenly lit up and a large smile came to her face. "Really?! We can go see it?!" she asked excitedly, having never seen an airship closely before....Jimi had never let her come along to his work, and they usually were chased away when she was with Hammah. She had read about them in dozens of books though, and because of all her reading she knew they were AMAZING.

"Oh thank you!!" she said happily, moving forward in a quick motion and hugging her brother tightly. "How close do you think we could get!?"

Train Station Alleyway

Sophie groaned a bit, clutching her head and stumbling a bit, feeling as if her stomach had been left in the fancy clothing store.

"I'm okay...." she lied, straightening up a bit and dusting off her dress.

Suddenly her nausea disappeared as she caught sight of the massive airship in front of her. She had always dreamed of going inside an airship...

"We get to go in that?" the girl managed, trying not to look like an idiot. "It's beautiful...."
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[Military Post 0014]

“I'll be brief, sir. This is Corporeal Oland. He's part of the 901st. Apparently, he was outside of the city for a while, and only just returned... he didn't know about the incident that destroyed the slums five years ago. He helped us defend the supplies from some bandits.”

Alice explained, pointing to the giant scarred man.

“... The 901st?” Mustang sat back in his chair, looking at Oland. Randel frowned a bit.

“Sir...”

“I see.” Mustang shook his head. “Well, I'll have to verify your story, corporeal, but for the time being... why don't you stick with Section Three? If anyone can keep you in line, it's our own little Alice.”

Alice narrowed her eyes and seemed to take offense, but Mustang either did not notice or did not care.

“As it is, I'm glad you're here Malvin. You're aware that the Mayor and the Aristocratic Council that controls our city is having a get together on an luxury airship tonight?” Mustang asked.

Alice now looked very uncomfortable. “I'm aware...”

“We have some confidential reports that someone is going to target the Council tonight. We wanted to tighten security, but the aristocrats are against having a large military presence in the room. They don't want the guests anxious.”

Alice saw where this was going. “So you want to use me as an undercover? That's NOT my job, sir. Section Three provides relief...”

Mustang nodded. “... What do you suppose happens to Section Three's relief mission if the council is attacked by refugees from the slums? Anyway, you... uh... Second Lieutenant Didymus? You go with her.”

[The Airship]

The party had not yet started, and most of the guests had yet to arrive. The workers were here, though, including Crystal, and the disguised Rock and Roll. There were several others as well.

The few guests who were here had been ushered into the grand ballroom, a massive, beautiful room on the luxury airship.

Sama was there too, and was frowning. He wasn't much for the fancy party, and while Stark was already hitting on every pretty woman in the room, Sama was standing awkwardly by the punch bowl, very seriously considering going exploring throughout the ship.
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-Streets-

“Well...I could help you look for him,” Cess said, with a grin, “After I deal with some other customers of course.”

-Military Post 0014-

Samuel followed after Alice and the others, staying quiet for now.

He saluted Mustang as they entered the office.

“Sir.”

-Slums-

Aiden climbed after Riley. Having grown up on the streets, she was no sloucher herself, able to keep up with the boy.

“I see supplies...” Aiden said, crouching near Riley, “Look, see all those boxes? And the guy with the giant cross? Looks like they're trying to help people...Maybe someone tried to take the food for themselves?”

-Spork Residence-

Hammah smiled, patting his younger sister on the head as she hugged him.

“We'll get as close as possible!” Hammah said, “Heck, if we have a chance, we'll sneak aboard too, how about that?”

He was probably getting ahead of himself.
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So, this new mysterious giant was being attatched to Malvin's unit? As in, the potential plant or ticking time bomb was now going to be working directly with the people he had been told to protect?

...great.

He MUST be an aristocrat somewhere...I doubt regular military would try making my life THIS hard...we get to have this potential conspiracy with us...?

“... What do you suppose happens to Section Three's relief mission if the council is attacked by refugees from the slums? Anyway, you... uh... Second Lieutenant Didymus? You go with her.”


Didymus paused. How did Mustang know his name already? Oh well, it would make sense that he knew. Anyway, so he had a new mission? Alright...

...wait, what?

"S-sir?!" Didymus said. He tensed up.

"Sir, with all due respect, are we to hide while there? Malvin is an aristocrat, so they'll probably recognize here, heck, I hear she's even the up-and-coming head of her house, so it may be fitting that she's there...so I doubt she'll be "undercover" per se...and as for me..."

He paused.

"...I don't know if that's a good idea, either, sir. I...I'm NOT the best fighter here, and..."

He paused.

"...I may not be quite as undercover as you think...if you maintain this, sir, just tell me what to do, wear, and act like and I'll do it, but I REALLY think there are better choices, sir. Perhaps if I picked out one of my men...?"

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Slums

Riley scoffed in derision. He just couldn't help it. The military? Help them? Now that was a laugh. The Slums were dangerous because the military ignored them most of the time and just sent out token patrols every now and then.

And suddenly, there was military right here. On the street. And there was gunfire here beforehand. Something was REALLY fishy about this, and Riley could almost smell the fish in reality.

"... Firefly, when was the last time the military sent a patrol here? 7 months ago. They ignore us, sometimes for months and sometimes for years. And now, suddenly, not only does a PATROL arrive, but a supply team with crates. And I have absolutely no news about this from the other districts."

Riley's brow furrowed as he began to think of the possibilities. They could be softening this place up for something. Or maybe some bigwig decided to move in. It DEFINITELY wasn't the fact that there were poor people around: For being part of the slums, this district was one of the safest.

So it wasn't just help. Something was really making his hair stand on end about all of this.

"No news means it's not happening anywhere else. Which means these people just came out of nowhere with supplies. Supplies for what? The populace? Or is there something bigger under this? This is getting confusing. I have a baaaaaaad feeling about this."

He backed off the roof edge, still thinking.

"Have you heard anything from any of your contacts?"
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~ Desty Nova, Karmatron Theory

Let them Label me! Let them swear and curse at me as I tug humanity like a bucking bull into the darkness of the unknown, revealing its secrets to the sane and driving them MAD! In ages long past, I shall be looked upon as a tyrant and a savior! As a savant and as a fool! My work shall advance humanity long past its time, throw it into the unknown future and force it to grow strong or FALL! Years from now, when I will inevitably be removed, my work shall continue to progress, because these things cannot be denied! Governments will publicly criticize my work, but privately conduct research that advances it! I shall imprint myself into the annals of history, among the stars that shine as brightly as Albert Einstein, Isaac Newton, Benjamin Franklin, Dmitri Mendeleev, Nikola Tesla, and countless others! My work will shine as brightly as any star, and I AM ITS CREATOR!!!
~ Desty Nova, Morality


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[Military Post 0014]

Mustang looked to Didymus.

“Of course Malvin is an aristocrat. That's exactly why she's being sent. Her rank allows her to come and go as she pleases at the party tonight without raising eyebrows. They'll see her as a noble, not as a soldier. What I mean by undercover...”

He looked to Alice. “Wear a dress. Something poofy.”

“S-Sir! I'd much rather wear my uniform...” Alice rejected that idea.

“The entire idea of sending you is is that you'll be viewed as a noble. It's harder to ignore your military career if you're in a uniform. You'll dress like a noble... and you two...”

He looked to Didymus – and Samuel, who Mustang had now just volunteered to go along with Alice as well. “Will wear something nice. If you don't have tuxedos, I'm sure we have some in supply somewhere.”

[Slums]

Wolfwood had taken the supplies into a small shop in the town, and was now passing them out, along with a few of his aids.
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Didymus paused.

BLAST.

He hadn't kept a civilian suit around...but if it was available.

"Sir, are we therefore to pose as Malvin's bodyguards? I see it as either that, or...one of us...never mind."

The notion of one of them posing as her escort would be even WORSE, and would doubtlessly bring attention on them. He hoped they wouldn't press him on his idea.

"My only question, sir, is that won't Malvin's family be aware of any bodyguards in their employ?"

He sighed.

"I apologize, sir. It's just I'm trying to work out...this just doesn't seem to make a lot of sense in my head...but I'll carry it out if you insist. Is there anything we should know about the potential attackers? And I'm guessing that neither of US are to wear our uniforms or broadcast that we're military...unless things do go south..."

He straightened up.

"Anyway, sir, unless there's anything else you've got for us..." he took a deep breath, then looked around.

"I suppose we all have some prepping to do..."

He was clearly on edge about this...
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Roy sat back at his desk, and paused. He was about to speak up, when Alice beat him to it.

“The Lieutenant is right, sir. My family knows all of the family guards, and anyway, at an event like this, there's very little need for bodyguards to accompany anyone.” Alice was hoping that somehow this would get her out of this insane assignment.

Mustang nodded.

“You're right... okay. Didymus, Samuel... you can go as Lieutenant Malvin's servants. If you need civilian attire, I'm sure we can find something that will fit."
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“You're right... okay. Didymus, Samuel... you can go as Lieutenant Malvin's servants. If you need civilian attire, I'm sure we can find something that will fit."


Didymus looked sheepish.

"Um...sir..."

SHUT. UP. We just keep getting demoted. This will only make it worse.

"...with all due respect, I'm not sure if that will really avoid the problem, as they may remember a list of their servants...or not. I suppose Malvin knows more than I do. Additionally...there may be a face or two there that...would not appreciate...seeing mine."

He straightened up.

"But...I apologize, sir. I speak too much out of turn; whether you wish us to go in the guises of bodyguards, servants, or whatever we need to, I shall do so; simply say the word, and I'll go and get ready."
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If it was even possible Colette's smile grew, entirely too excited about the idea of sneaking aboard the massive airship.

"You're so awesome big brother!!" Collete exclaimed, rushing out of the room to grab her coat before following her brother out the door.

The Airship

Jason and Melanie were in awe as they made their way through the airship and finally stopping in a grand ballroom.

"It's beautiful" Melanie said breathlessly

Jason continued to look around, noticing they they were some of the first guests here. "Whatever happened to being fashonably late?" he muttered to his mom.

Kanna shrugged off the boy. "Being late is tacky, I need all the time I can get to make connections."

Jason raised a brow, wondering hat kind of connections she had meant.
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The Airship

Spoony and Sophie had managed to get onboard without any problems. Spoony was, of course, the son of one of the richest families in Hydron. And he was allowed to bring a guest, too. So far, Sophie's appearance did not tip her off to the fact that she wasn't a noble, and everything was going quite smoothly.

As they started getting closer to the grand ballroom, Spoony asked, "So, is this airship everything you imagined it to be? It'll be a little while longer before it takes off into the air, but trust me, it'll be worth the wait."

--

Meanwhile, Rock was sighing at the fact that he had to be in a wig and a dress.

"I really should have my head examined... I can't believe I let you talk me into this.", Rock told his sister.
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The Airship

"It's even more than I imagined" Sophie said, still in awe and staring around at the massively decorated airship around her. It was everything that she had read about, but so much more...She felt like the happiest girl in the world right at that moment.

"And you get to do this all the time, I mean go to parties on ships like this?!"

She usually wasn't even allowed near places like this!

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