Dawgs of the Military

In the Office

     Maise walked in, shoulders broad, and chin held high. This is it, she gets Tilly back today. She sat down and watched Roy. She then turned and admired her wall of art. Roy finished his phone call then turned toward her. "Now, let's start easy, name?" She just stared at him then asked, "Where's my dog?" He looked at her, angry at the response. "Plus, you open my pocket watch, you should know my name." She said. Roy mumbled then went on. " I want you to become a state alchemist, Maise." She looked at him, questioning the offer. "You, want me , a twelve year old, to become a state alchemist? No, my answers no." Maise said. The women behind him looked shocked. Mustang was now agitated, angered at her decision. "Now,  what will it take to get my dog back?" She said agitated as well. Roy took his chance and said," Become a state alchemist." Maise frowned . "Fine." She said, taking any chance she could get. She stood up and started to leave. "Maise!" Roy yelled. "There's a few test you have to pass though." She turned around, "When  is the next one?" She asked. "Two weeks from now, but you won't be ready." "Now who said that Roy?"  Maise said, then walked out the door. Ed and Alphonse had kindly waited outside the door for her, but that meant they listened in, so Maise prepared herself for a boatload of questions. "Maise? That's your name?" Al asked. "Yah, why?" "Oh, it's just, I haven't heard that name before." He said quickly. "How are you gonna pass the test in two weeks?" Ed wondered. "Well, that depends Edward, who's the leader of this place?" She said, walking down the hallway . "Do you mean King Bradley? The homunculus?" That made Maise gasp. "Oh, shit!" She turned back and barged into Roy's office once more and screeched, "You dick! You expect me to become a state alchemist with KING BRADLEY in charge?!" Mustang smirked. "Yes." He hissed. "Damn you!"
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     "Sir, please, she's only twelve." Riza argued. "You can't just give her to Bradley!" Roy got up and face the drawing. "She'll find a way." He said, sure of himself. "But, sir, she can't do it alone!" Riza was desperate to get him to change his mind.  Roy started to leave, but Riza wasn't done just yet. "Roy! I mean it. She has a whole life ahead of her, and you want to put her in the military?" Roy stood at the door. "She'll find a way."