Volatile-- Roy/Ed Fic Snippet
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lykomancerFic-beginning drabble stuff. Because someone asked me to.
Title: Volatile
Author: Lykomancer
Pairing: EdxRoy
Rating: ??
It was just a game that they played - or so Roy had thought and now had to reconsider - a way of working off their mutual frustrations and thwarted ambitions, of taking out on each other what they had to bite back around everyone else.
Roy couldn't help pushing a bit; he had pushed with everyone, testing their tensile strength so that he knew what niche they would work best in and how much they could take before breaking. He knew the qualities of his closest co-workers - above and below on the chain of command - intimately well, and he was flexible enough to know how and when to bring out the best in each. He made it his business to know this, and because of his skills, he was rising to the top quickly - too quickly, some thought.
He fought against the urge to drum his fingers against the desktop, staring at the report on his desk.
But Fullmetal...
The young blond alchemist was intriguing, impossible...boorish and petulant, courageous and cock-sure: a child prodigy who was stronger for the bitterness of his losses, and even after living a lifetime in three years that would shatter the sanity of grown men, still spoiling for a fight against the concept of "impossible". If no one told he that something couldn't be done, he did it in blissful ignorance; if someone did tell him that it couldn't be done, he did it in defiance. Ed was too smart, too skilled for his own good, and Roy sometimes wondered when the odds would finally be stacked so high against him that he couldn't help but lose... it would be a spectacular, terrible failure. Those who fly the highest have the farthest to fall.
It took Roy's breath away.
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Two more bits that I wrote but am not certain about the placement of yet:
Watching Ed mature was like watching a lion cub grow, testing its lengthening claws and strengthening jaws on small prey first...puzzled and pleased by his first taste of success, and becoming more confident and dangerous every day. Five years ago it was play, all mock growls and casual swipes with sheathed paws, but now it was in deadly earnest.
Fullmetal, so skilled in the delicate processes of alchemy and who could break the code hidden in the most esoteric texts, pushed back with all the finesse of a put-upon playground bully, and viewed his superior's machinations as manipulative and deceitful. Roy sighed heavily and took a pull off his coffee. He wondered if Ed's stubborn and near-continuous misunderstanding and indignant suspiciousness of his motivations was intentional; certainly Ed was intelligent and aware enough to consider the consequences of his missions and Roy's reasoning in sending him off.
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I think I need to look up Chinese elements, especially that of metal and see how its qualities. I think I might toy with that along with the Western astrological references.
Right. I'm going to bed.
Title: Volatile
Author: Lykomancer
Pairing: EdxRoy
Rating: ??
It was just a game that they played - or so Roy had thought and now had to reconsider - a way of working off their mutual frustrations and thwarted ambitions, of taking out on each other what they had to bite back around everyone else.
Roy couldn't help pushing a bit; he had pushed with everyone, testing their tensile strength so that he knew what niche they would work best in and how much they could take before breaking. He knew the qualities of his closest co-workers - above and below on the chain of command - intimately well, and he was flexible enough to know how and when to bring out the best in each. He made it his business to know this, and because of his skills, he was rising to the top quickly - too quickly, some thought.
He fought against the urge to drum his fingers against the desktop, staring at the report on his desk.
But Fullmetal...
The young blond alchemist was intriguing, impossible...boorish and petulant, courageous and cock-sure: a child prodigy who was stronger for the bitterness of his losses, and even after living a lifetime in three years that would shatter the sanity of grown men, still spoiling for a fight against the concept of "impossible". If no one told he that something couldn't be done, he did it in blissful ignorance; if someone did tell him that it couldn't be done, he did it in defiance. Ed was too smart, too skilled for his own good, and Roy sometimes wondered when the odds would finally be stacked so high against him that he couldn't help but lose... it would be a spectacular, terrible failure. Those who fly the highest have the farthest to fall.
It took Roy's breath away.
____
Two more bits that I wrote but am not certain about the placement of yet:
Watching Ed mature was like watching a lion cub grow, testing its lengthening claws and strengthening jaws on small prey first...puzzled and pleased by his first taste of success, and becoming more confident and dangerous every day. Five years ago it was play, all mock growls and casual swipes with sheathed paws, but now it was in deadly earnest.
Fullmetal, so skilled in the delicate processes of alchemy and who could break the code hidden in the most esoteric texts, pushed back with all the finesse of a put-upon playground bully, and viewed his superior's machinations as manipulative and deceitful. Roy sighed heavily and took a pull off his coffee. He wondered if Ed's stubborn and near-continuous misunderstanding and indignant suspiciousness of his motivations was intentional; certainly Ed was intelligent and aware enough to consider the consequences of his missions and Roy's reasoning in sending him off.
___
I think I need to look up Chinese elements, especially that of metal and see how its qualities. I think I might toy with that along with the Western astrological references.
Right. I'm going to bed.
