Digging up the graves of ancients

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"Yaaaaaah! What a view - what a view!!!" - a man stood on top of one of the sand dunes, with his arms spread wide, wind blowing in his face and body, his hair ruffled by the wind. Of course he had not lost his hat - he was holding it in his right hand. Kyle, none other than the Homunculus of Greed himself, was looking at the ruins of a great city that lay just at the bottom of the sandy hill he was standing on. Truly - he had gone to great lengths to reach this place. It was a good thing that Kyle did not need food and water as bad as those lowly humans.
A wild, satisfied grin appeared on Kyle's face, as he put on his hat back, opening his eyes. Unlike other humans or not - when Kyle fully opened his eyes - it was a horrible sight. Very few could stand his look, let alone a stare. His amber iris gave him even more of an unnatural look than his green hair, and his small, black pupils made it look like he was a person bent on killing whoever he stared at. His pupils were always small, getting just a little bigger even if light would shine directly into his eye.

"Now - what ever was I going to do here? What would such a respectable man such as I do in a god-forsaken ruin like this?! Let's find out!" - Kyle narrowed his eyes, assuming his ordinary look and started walking down from the top of the sandy hill and towards the ruins.
It would be very odd to find someone else at a place like this... so Greed was completely sure that he wouldn't meet a soul here.

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(OOC: Well, I had a character revamp so we treat each other as if we knew each other and the stuff you did with Talus should be replaced stuff being done by Shukan. 'Nuff said.)

BOOM!

Kchakchek.

Two sounds thundered, one of gunpowder and the other of a familiar sound of a shotgun's pump being pulled back to release a shell. Bullets having dislodged a pillar as it fell away from the Homunculus with the green haired man being safe, an Asian-looking man meanwhile in Oriental clothing and a spiked helmet jumping out of the bushes that apparently happens to be in the deserted Xerxes ruin armed with a pump action shotgun pointed at Greed.

He had a most furious face that would make children cry for mommies, and the type of face the Xing are used to seeing, before it softened up to a smile as he had recognized the green mean fighting machine before him.

Apparently the Riqunzhe man is wearing two tanks melded into one, worn like a backpack as it had an unknown liquid stowed inside, and wore very light robes because how hot it'd be. Anyways, he lowered the shotgun to the floor with realization that it's his buddy before him. His eyes apparently are as big as the white men from the West, weird. Now he looks just like everyone else at Amestris, if it weren't for the familiar suit, Shukon wouldn't be able to tell the difference between him or other big eyed folks from the West. A bit baffled but still keeping his smile.

"Sheyut, I armost thought you one of them. You armost gave me fright. QUICK! Run here! HIDE QUICK! They come rike assores!" Urged Shukan, running back into a shrubbery big enough to hide two people, leaping into it as he would hide there and camouflage himself, taking aim with his shotgun as he would train his sights from where Greed had arrived from.

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Kyle's body jumped both up and to the side, almost making the fearless Homunculus trip on his own leg, while his arms were flailing around for roughly 2-3 seconds after the shot and the fall of the column. Then a weird looking man jumped out of the nearby bushes - perhaps the only place where a human could hide here in the radius of 100 meters.

"FUCK!!! Shukan! The hell you doin'?!! Are ya tryin' to shoot me?!" - Kyle screamed at him while quickly waling towards him, with either an intent to give him a good punch or at least choke him a little bit. But the man was saved because of his urging to hide and some... err.. "rike assores".
Kyle jumped into the bushes near Shukan and law low. He hardened his body and waited for whatever would come next. The truth was he had a LOT of questions and he wanted to ask him right now, but.... he simply whispered:

"I hope ya have a good explanation for this... damn - here I was on an exploration trip and it all comes crashing down. Gah..."

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"I do, I do, just wait, I has no time for expranations." Assured in a whisper the witch doctor, peering closely at the Homunculus's former path as a couple of minutes passed with a lack of presence in place, the absence of the sign for Shukan's worry.

He hadn't noticed the change in Kyle's skin, mostly just waiting as he blinked twice, vision not trained unto his friend, almost giving up as he thought to himself that he scared 'them' away until THEY arrived. A group of Ishbalans wearing something similar to olden formal suits and capes, but a difference of black hair and an extremely pale skin.

"SURPRISE!" Shukan sprung out of the bushes armed with same shotgun, unloading a couple of shells at the Ishbalans as they panicked, running away, at least those who weren't shot, which was just one.

"Aaysh bitsawi?! Inta betiqtul dam al abree'a!" The Ishbalan yelled in his foreign tongue.

BOOM!

KCHEKCHAK

That Ishbalan's head splattered all over the place thanks to the shotgun round, as the shotgun was pumped, having run out of ammo, Shukan discarded it as he flung it to the side, weapon landed on the sandy ground.

"Yeah? Werr bitsawi back to you, shit eaters!" Shukan shook his fist in his fury, as he basically killed off all the Ishbalans that arrived in the ruins. Clapping his hands as he dusted the sand off his gloves, puffing a cloud around. Reaching for a metal rod with a tube connected to the tank, pointing it at the corpses of the Ishbalans as flames spewed out of them, burning the corpses of the Ishbalans as a dreaded and inhumane screech emitted from each burnt body. Pacing along at a distance to avoid catching fire himself, taking his time in burning each of the corpses as he addresses each one of them with the hellish fire of the flamethrower.

"FUCK YOU AND YOUR CRIQUE! I PAWNED YOUR BITCH ASSES BIG TIME!" Cursed Shukan in his violent wrath, as he was finishing up in burning the corpses, all the fuel from the flamethrower having run out in the short time, he flung it to the side after removing it off his back, turning around to face his moderately distanced compatriot, Kyle.

"You came at great time Kyre, so how you know I was here waiting to ambush assores, and next ones coming up soon enough?" Shukan asked in his awful Cretan to Kyle, smirking.

Apparently all of this ordeal was unknown as to WHY Shukan was here in the first place, and why he killed a bunch of unarmed and formally dressed Ishbalans.

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Kyle watched the scene before him unfold. Shukan was still one hell of a guy, but it was actually Kyle's first time seeing the latter use a gun. What he wondered was why was Shukan here. He did give him an important mission, did he not?!
The Homunculus stood up and came up closer to Shukan, speaking with a wicked smile on his face:

"I didn't know you were here, dude. I was going on a study trip to the ruins. 'Twas a surprise you showed up. But I take it ya did that task I gave ya? How was North City by the way? Cold, huh? Bet ya made a snowman or two - phhhaaahahahahaha!!!" - Kyle laughed out loud, without holding back. - "You can talk in your... Raquazi.. no - Raquipi.... err.... Ramaji?! Well - whatever - you DO remember I know Xingese, right? I'm like, speaking it right now..." - Kyle raised his left hand and put it on his hat, lest it would be taken away by the wind.

Kyle looked over the dunes, to the side from where he came from. It seemed those people, whoever they were were coming here - the Homunculus could see.... hmm, such a good eye he had. It seemed there were more than 50 of those guys. The only question was if they were armed or not. Greed couldn't discern that from 400 meters away.
Kyle looked back at Shukan. Sure - Kyle could take 'em on - they had no heavy weapons that was for sure, but his companion was just a human after all.

"I think we better bail outta here - those guys aren't kiddin'. Who are they anyways - a bunch of angry alchemists that manage a cult or something??? At least that's what I think after seeing them." - Kyle started to walk backwards - no rather sidewards, heading for the ruins entrance. He still had some urgent business there, and with those guys around he didn't wanna risk it. He never wanted to risk it. - "Okay I got a plan - we hide in the ruins, get the Alchemic texts I'm lookin' for and get the hell out of here. Right?" - Kyle opened his eyes and looked straight at Shukan. Damn that was unnerving... to say the least.

OOC: About that task I wrote about here... it should come after your next post in Creta. We just didn't get there yet. It's a prologue to a mission I though up.

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