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Just Breathe - Roy / Dr. Knox 3 / 7

Title: Blinded by faith I have not heard all the whispers, the warnings so clear
By: rizafk
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Torque: Roy Mustang / Dr. Knox (POV: Roy Mustang)
Rating: PG-13
Prompt: Blinder by faith, I could not hear All the whispers, the warnings so clear

Disclaimer: Although he tried to bribe Hiromu Arakawa with a juicy offer yaoi fan fiction, it still has not sold me the rights to Hagrites, aka Fullmetal Alchemist. Time to take the firearms and this disclaimer could change.

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3. Blinded by faith, I could not hear All the whispers, the warnings so clear

(blinded by faith, I have not heard all the whispers, the warnings so clear)

C is good here too .

I thought the first time that I was sent an infirmary building: one that creaked, which brought with every breath nostrils, in addition to blood and disinfectant, a faint, pleasant scent of incense.

I had often seen from outside and from inside I never thought that I could find it reassuring.

I'm comfortable .

good eye I thought turning the corner to the stretcher, in seeing the corpse of a naked woman Ishbar.

merciful death after a rescue attempt concluded, staring admired the heroic doctor who was sitting in the chair opposite to mine.

She stared at me seriously.

on her face, bruises and scratches.

"What's happened?" I asked, curious.

Without answering me on the chin pressed her fingers to examine them closely, just above a hole, and I let out a hiss of pain that made him raise his eyes to heaven. I am convinced that is used to seeing people drop out for things worse, but I was not used to the pain because I never got hurt.

It gave them a chance.

I turned round and round like a doll, hastily.

"What has happened to you, rather." Muttered puffing on the cigarette smoke that clutched in his mouth.

Trying to suppress a cough sighed in a mixture of anger and theatrical humility, to give me a tone.

"It does not matter ..."

"It is not." Snarled lips twisted in disgust. "You have to be useful if you have sent to me for this, Alchemist, but this did not count. I'm asking not because I am interested. Should I write about my relationship. "

frowned.

"It 's been a flashback."

I saw him grin: grim, unpleasant. "Back flame? "he repeated, letting slip the look on my face: skin bruised and swollen cheek, swollen cheekbone, bruises full of sand and that big lump on the eyelid m'aveva bent his brow.

remained staring.

Artigliai fingers at the edge of the chair until his knuckles numb. That was to be the most stupid excuse ever to be echoed within the walls. Then unexpectedly pulled from the bottom of cigarette tasted. Rise harsh and I sighed with relief.

felt you can feel comfortable.

"A flashback heavy-handed."

Rise stronger and I tried to imitate him, ignoring the split lip.

A flashback it would no longer bothered the prisoners, at least in my presence, because it seems that that kind of fire theme watches silver and hanging from the pants wearer.

"Anyway ..." suddenly turned serious. "As long as that eye does not heal in the field are useless. "

" So they sent me ... "

" I thought, "interrupted. "But I do not do miracles. You have to do without for a few days if you do not want to lose a valuable Alchemist so stupid. But help me with my work, I will not be idle in a tent. "

was dumbfounded.

"But she is a doctor ..."

"... So what?"

"I can not cure people."

plan I saw him sigh, turning to look at the corpse behind him. Near the bed, hidden by the shadow, I noticed for the first time those dirty and rusty surgical instruments.

"Treat?" He said.

Then I looked again.

"Boy, you imagine account of where you are? "

A CCEC by faith, I have not heard all the whispers, the warnings so clear - End