Mass Murder. (If someone wants to defend this place, go on.)

[Guest]

A man arrived to the gates of Drachma. He were standing next to some trees. He had blue or black hair, jacket, Denim pants, and white undershirt. Skin around eyes were masked as black. He had few bags with him. They contained something secret, but he didnt want to show it to anyone, expect to his partners. He were leaning to the tree, smoking a cigarette. "Fuck, i hate these sticks." He said as he threw it away. He closed his eyes, and sighed. It were almost time. He had send some shadows to his "sister's", Lust's hospital, to invite them to join this mission. He were thinking how they should do it. He had really dark aura around him, like he would be The Death. He glared at one guard, who were walking towards him. The guard frozed. He were like he would have seen a ghost. As the another guard glared at the woods, he saw red eyes, and mouths. They werent able to do nothing, but they still were there. They had seen the man, who had been surrounded by these shadows. He had a quest to complete.

There were four men group, or actually, three homunculis, and one man. One of the homunculis were Jacques, who were grinning really madly, as the shadows covered his eyes, showing only the white pupils, and teeths. They had to get inside of this country. They were planning to take some town from there, or actually, some part of the Drachma. He started to walk towards the gates, and talked to the guards, who were white as pure paper. "Well, would you let me in?" He asked, gently. The guards left him after little chat. Jacques were in. They didnt check his bags, when he said that they contain only clothes. They took them to X-Ray. He had enormous grin on his face. They saw only clothes, and something behind them, but they saw that there were even more clothes. As the giant gates closed, his clothes flapped in air. He were waiting for the others. He went to shadows, and opened the packs. "Dumbasses." He said, as he threw the clothes, and everything to the ground. When the bag were almost empty, there were something, that no-one would have known. He threw the bag away for a while, and opened the another bag. He did the same to it, and this time, he took the stuff off from them. There were guns. Six pistols, machine gun, sniper rifle, and two shotguns. He had also some explosives with him. Three grenades, and two mines. He also had many, many bullets with him, and alot of magazines. "Well, i dont think we will need these, but still.." He said to himself. He took a shotgun, and reloaded it. He took one pistol, and then he put them in order. Sniper and two pistols. The second shotgun and pistol, machine gun and pistol. Grenades to shotguns and machine gun, sniper dont need one. Mines to sniper. He will take them to front lines. He actually had asked from Lust before, what gun did he want. "Sniper." He said, of course. Jacques had machine gun and shotgun for Envy or the man, called Shen. There were one big problem. If Shen meets homunculis, he will kill them. It doesnt help, if they use other clothes or deodorants..

Jacques reloaded all the magazines, and guns, and took little bags inside from the bigger ones. He put them full of ammunitation. The one that were for machine gun, got ammos for it. And for sniper, got sniper ammunitation on it. And so on. Jacques had done the preparations. He were just waiting for the others to arrive. He started to lean towards the wall, and as his back touched the wall, he closed his eyes.

[Guest]

Greed groaned as she arrived. She was the only one here at the moment? Damn that bode ill-will. She walked boldly up to Jacques and grabbed his shoulder, "Oi! You know there are better ways to ask someone for help then practically raping then." She had narrowed eyes, shining with the anger of being touched. Greed's one pet-peeve. "Now what's going on?" She asked, pulling a cigarette to her lips and gaging a glance across the area. Her nose scrunched and she twisted her mouth into afrown. She hated fighting like this, but her assistance had been requested by a couple people. She scratched her chin and sighed, lacking alcohol in her veins. Se figured she should at least try to be sober for this. Her eyes flicked around as if absorbing information and she scratched her head, snnoyed. "Hurry up, I'm in charge of ambbushin and need to get in place." She spoke softly, but sternly.

[Jay Furor]

Jay sighed. She really hated this job since she had been informed by her boss that it was a group of HOMUNCULI she had to deal with. Oi, she hated it. She hadn't fought with homunculi before, but from stories, they were powerful. She was apparently, a life to go to waste if she died. Ah well, she would escape if anything bad happened. But for now, she stayed hidden at her near-invisible perch, a tall pillar, using her sniper scope as a pair of binoculars. She watched them as they went in. She was being paid by the ruler of Drachma to guard against some invasion scheme or something, that someone had snitched about. She did her research and got info on the people suspected. Three were homunculi. But that wouldn't matter. She really didn't even care. She might even help, just for the heck of it. She sure nough won't getting paid well, only 50 cenz for the job. So maybe she was entitled to some thieving after the place burned up. Hehe, a few free meals, some pocket money, maybe even somthing she could pawn off. Who knows?

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[Xan]

The Ruler of Drachma had chosen well his champion for this task. Not that he’d known anything about the masked man except that he’d knocked out a good portion of the royal guard to get an audience with the monarch. The Drachman ruler hadn’t even recognized that he was speaking to an Ishvalan from Amestris. But then again, the outfit probably had a lot to do with that.

Xan was wearing a mask. In fact, he was wearing a mask that covered his entire face, which was indeed the point of his bothering to wear one at all. In an effort to remain anonymous, Xan was also wearing a long trench coat, a pair of white gloves, and a pair of boots, slacks, and a semi-formal style shirt. All of his clothes were white, even the white mask and white tie he was wearing. In other words, he looked like an evil mastermind version of an ANBU with a sense of fashion similar to Agent Smith combined with Neo from the Matrix....only in reverse color.

It was good for protection against the cold as well as protection from the eyes of his enemies. However, the question was: Who were his enemies?

The Drachman ruler had not paid Xan any money to do act as a champion, because Xan had not asked for money. The reason behind not asking for money was rather simple: Once he’d been paid, he’d be bound to complete the task at hand, or get seriously injured trying.

Without the money to bind him to the job, Xan could do whatever he wished, even help the very people he’d been asked to fight.

Why did Xan want to be here in the first place?

Simply because he had heard stories and done research about the homunculi, but he wanted to actually meet them for himself.

And if something were to come of this meeting other than conflict....well, that would be up to fate and the homunculi.

With a chuckle, Xan started to walk from the royal transport that he'd been assigned to by the monarch toward the place destined to be the site of a glorious battle....

OOC: Yes, I do enjoy this outfit and it's black version. So sue me. XD

[Guest]

[SORRY. For taking so long ._. Computer fucked my connections.]

Jacques watched, as the girl arrived. "Well, hello Greed. It has been long time, eh?" He said, as he took the sniper from ground. "I think you want this? Or?" Smirking, he put the magazinets and everything that she would need, into a bag. He raised the bag, offering it to the girl. His face were cold as Alaska, and eyes red, like some fire. He heard footsteps. He dropped the bag in front of girl, and went to a little, wall behind them. He glared down from it, and saw few soldiers.

"SHIT!" He said, as he turned around. He noticed this also. The soldiers were coming to them. "Greed.. " He were too late. Few bullets flew by Jacques. They were wearing silencers on their guns. M4 and G36 models. Jacques looked at the guns. They also had red dot sights. "Shit, shit, shit.. They know about us already.. Faggots." He said, as he went to the guns, and took one of the pistols. He went behind one tree, that were on the soldier's way. He threw the pistol on another side, and used his shadows to pull the trigger. It shot, on the wall, and soldiers turned towards it. As they did it, Jacques went behind them, and grinned. He formed spikes from his shadows and stabbed them in chest, and head. They died, silently. Only thing he left behind, were their guns. "Well, im taking the M4.." He took the ammunitation for the gun. And of course, the gun.

He turned around, and were waiting for Greed. "Well.. I think the others will arrive later." He said, smiling.

[Jay Furor]

Jay saw soldiers open fire on the group of intruders, and as thus, she fired a silenced bullet from her sniper, aimed at one of their heads. She then quickly leapt to another pillar, pulling out her two uzis. She emptied the magazines blasting the group with all of the ammo in the gun. Smirking, she backflipped onto a building, remaining out of sight. From there, she unleashed her heaviest blow. She pulled out an RPG and blasted two missiles, aiming at the wall nearest to the group. If they weren't dead already, they would have to worry about being crushed by rockets. She grinned and chuckled lightly as she dove to the roof of another building and crouched behind the chimney. So far, no one had seen her. She was Drachma's hidden ace in the hole. And she was in this for the fun, so a bit of destruction didn't even bother her. She would enjoy this job so much...

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