[Roy spots the redhead, who seems almost as out of place with his current surroundings as he does. Deciding that it might be worth talking to this stranger, he stops.]
You're not from around here, are you?
[Asks the man wearing what is clearly not a local military uniform.
He slowly takes a hand out of his pocket, offering a handshake.]
Roy Mustang. And you are?
[Everything about the scenario probably feels extremely business-like and to the point, which might be better than the alternative, really. For all that Roy does tend to act like a disenchanted slacker at times, when it does come down to important matters he can be very task-focused. After all, reputation or not, he is in the military.]
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You're not from around here, are you?
[Asks the man wearing what is clearly not a local military uniform.
He slowly takes a hand out of his pocket, offering a handshake.]
Roy Mustang. And you are?
[Everything about the scenario probably feels extremely business-like and to the point, which might be better than the alternative, really. For all that Roy does tend to act like a disenchanted slacker at times, when it does come down to important matters he can be very task-focused. After all, reputation or not, he is in the military.]