~*Transmutation Of The Second Stone*~ a Fullmetal Alchemist RP

"Because some things like you are extremely dangerous, and they thought they can use things like you... But trust me, you would be more miserable than this if you were being used as a weapon." Irma said.

"How am I dangerous? If I had the beak of an owl I probably would be, but I don't have any weapons." Amo said. This was more of a conversation now, which Amo liked.
 
"Exactly, they wouldn't be able to tell what features would show and what wouldn't. They probably thought you would get the beak and the talons." Irma explained.

"Hmm. I wish I could remember being created, but sadly I can't." She said, sighing. "Were you heading somewhere?" Amo asked her, "Most people don't just stop in alleyways."
 
"Hmm. I wish I could remember being created, but sadly I can't." She said, sighing. "Were you heading somewhere?" Amo asked her, "Most people don't just stop in alleyways."
"Oh, I was gonna meet up with my friend, but he is coming here. He wants to see you. He should be here pretty soon.. By the way, have you seen any other creatures like yourself? My friend said there was a cat chimera and a snake chimera. Do you know of them?" Irma replied curiously.
 
"Oh, I was gonna meet up with my friend, but he is coming here. He wants to see you. He should be here pretty soon.. By the way, have you seen any other creatures like yourself? My friend said there was a cat chimera and a snake chimera. Do you know of them?" Irma replied curiously.

"I don't know them, but I've seen them a few times. I don't like seeing the snake one, but I don't think the cat one is bad. Though I haven't really talked to either of them." Amo said and shrugged.
 
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Name: Steve Harrob
Gender: Male
Age: 32
History: No one really knows that Steve is an alchemist. He pretty much blends in with everyone else if he wants to, so no one notices. He grew up in a cabin in the country, though moved closer to the city when he was an adult.
Discription: Steve has red hair and freckles. His eyes are light blue and he has olive skin and wears glasses, He usually looks glum but has a good attitude.
Personality: Steve is nice and has a good outlook on life. Not much scares him, just the unknown.
A humunculus?: No
Can shapeshift?: No
Chimera?: No
Other: Steve was injured by a ram as a child, so now he always limps and has a cane to help him walk.
 
"I don't know them, but I've seen them a few times. I don't like seeing the snake one, but I don't think the cat one is bad. Though I haven't really talked to either of them." Amo said and shrugged.
"Hm. Lets hope they aren't dangerous." Irma said, looking around to see if her friends were close by.
Name: Steve Harrob
Gender: Male
Age: 32
History: No one really knows that Steve is an alchemist. He pretty much blends in with everyone else if he wants to, so no one notices. He grew up in a cabin in the country, though moved closer to the city when he was an adult.
Discription: Steve has red hair and freckles. His eyes are light blue and he has olive skin and wears glasses, He usually looks glum but has a good attitude.
Personality: Steve is nice and has a good outlook on life. Not much scares him, just the unknown.
A humunculus?: No
Can shapeshift?: No
Chimera?: No
Other: Steve was injured by a ram as a child, so now he always limps and has a cane to help him walk.
(Accepted!)
 
"Hm. Lets hope they aren't dangerous." Irma said, looking around to see if her friends were close by.
(Accepted!)

"They're probably only dangerous when threatened, like most animals. Like if we weren't simply talking but instead you were a threat to me, I would either fly away or maybe try to hurt you." Amo said.
 
"They're probably only dangerous when threatened, like most animals. Like if we weren't simply talking but instead you were a threat to me, I would either fly away or maybe try to hurt you." Amo said.
"Your right, hopefully." Irma said. Just then, a stone bridge, very narrow, lacking supports, was forming in the distance, toward them. You could just make out someone running on the bridge, an animal with them, as fast as it lengthened. The bride slowly attached to the ground nearby, and it was Alastor who walked over from it, his wolf close behind. At first he didn't see Amo. "Hi Irma! Were's the Chimera-" He noticed Amo.
 
"Your right, hopefully." Irma said. Just then, a stone bridge, very narrow, lacking supports, was forming in the distance, toward them. You could just make out someone running on the bridge, an animal with them, as fast as it lengthened. The bride slowly attached to the ground nearby, and it was Alastor who walked over from it, his wolf close behind. At first he didn't see Amo. "Hi Irma! Were's the Chimera-" He noticed Amo.

Amo noticed the wolf and backed up closer to the wall, her timid self becoming nervous at the new person and the large wolf. She stayed silent.
 

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