And The Walls Came Tumbling Down

[these_guys]

Who: ANYONE AND EVERYONE
Where: ANYWHERE AND EVERYWHERE
When: November 28 - 30
Summary: GET IN HERE AND MINGLE
Rating: BUT PLEASE MARK YOUR THREAD CONTENT ACCORDINGLY
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[garbagechild]

<sub>[It's the SMIRK that does it. Back in Amestris, Wrath wouldn't have hesitated to turn tail and go bounding away-- or straight-up attack, secure in the knowledge that his cohorts wouldn't be long in arriving to back him up and collectively smack that smirk right off of the human's big dumb mouth.]

[But this place is strange, and that cocky look on the colonel's face is both infuriating and worrying. It makes Wrath feel like Archer knows something he doesn't. Or a LOT of somethings, more likely-- he had said he'd been here awhile. Wherever 'here' was.]</sub>

Yeah, you'd better leave me alone!

_{[It's time for a menacing step forward, to, you know, declare his boundaries. So he goes ahead and does that, baring his sharky teeth and holding that Pokeball aloft like a rock intended to be thrown. It's pretty hard-- maybe he can transmute it into a blade.]}

If we fight, I'll win, so you if you know what's good for you--!

[sadisticwarfare]

[Wrath, please don't accidentally transmute your Pokémon...]

That is interesting; I wonder who would win, a Homunculus or a psychic?

[He calls out only one Pokémon, an Alakazam. The Pokémon looks bored, but Archer doesn't seem to notice (or care).]

If you try to attack me, I'll have Alekhine stop you. He's capable of more than just fighting, you know. He could easily rearrange your mind - he can do anything from stop you from moving to erasing your memories, so I wouldn't mess with him if I were you.

Of course you are Wrath and I doubt mere words will keep you from thinking things through sensibly.

[Archer no, don't provoke a child into attacking a Pokémon what are you doing.]

[garbagechild]

<sub>[.... HE... HE MIGHT ACCIDENTALLY TRANSMUTE HIS POKEMON.]

[But he holds off, listening warily-- a psychic? What? He's never heard of anything like tha-- OH HOLY WHAT]

[At the flash of light and ensuing appearance of the Alakazam, Wrath springs back in a big, exaggerated leap, like some kind of demented backwards grasshopper. Did-- did Archer just transmute a chimera out of nowhere? He isn't even supposed to have alchemy! Where did that come from, the snow? WHAT JUST HAPPENED.]

[But his alarm fades quickly into scowling once more. How dare you accuse him of not thinking things through! WHY, HE OUGHTA...]

[He looks the 'chimera' up and down, scrutinizing. It doesn't look so tough. Those long limbs look physically frail, and the long trailing whiskers hanging from its snout would be convenient for yanking and throwing. The things Archer said it could do are awfully worrying, but...]</sub>

You're bluffing, chimeras can't do stuff like that!

_{[Not that he's an expert but he's pretty sure, okay? Which is why, predictably, his next move is to leap at the closest tree and use a low-hanging, springy branch as a point to launch himself at the Alakazam. NOPE. NOT THINKING THINGS THROUGH SENSIBLY AT ALL.]}