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[It's been seven and a half months since Kimblee has arrived in Johto; seven and a half months since he's felt whatever restrictions that are on his alchemy here loosen and fall away, leaving him with sheer destructive power flowing through his body.

But today, he can feel it. Oh, can he feel it.

Today he's out on one of the routes, training. That isn't anything new.

What is new is the way the route has been ripped up, large swaths cut through it; Kimblee is standing somewhere among all of the destruction, his breathing jagged. Those 'fortunate' enough to see what he's doing will get a glimpse of dark red energy flickering between his palms, sharp and crackling like some sort of demonic lightning storm in miniature, before he drops down and forces the energy from his body, chaining together a series of explosive reactions that detonate somewhere deep within the ground, ripping up fiery trails of destruction that rip through the earth, destroying everything in its path. The explosion chains doesn't seem to be hindered at all by obstacles in their path; rather, they seem only to be spurred on, ripping up anything in its path as fuel for another detonation.

The sound is immense, as are the shockwaves in the trail of those explosions; they don't carry on forever, but they're certainly not caused by any sort of natural phenomena.

Needless to say, Kimblee isn't training his Pokemon today...

Though he's certainly in one piece after the explosions stop, Kimblee doesn't seem to be all right, exactly; he seems to be having huge amounts of difficulty controlling himself, shrieking and shaking with laughter, to the point that he looks damn near about to fall over. If one didn't know any better, they'd likely think he was intoxicated; however...]

This sound...the power...! It's truly been too long!

[Another burst of laughter rips out of him.]

After all this time...I still...

[...oh boy.]

I love this!

[...Kimblee, please...]

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[Right after that shockwave detonates, that's...about when that feeling kicks in. It's subtle at first. Just a vague sense of "Oh."]

[You know what, this is probably going to suck, isn't it.]

[Is that...Armstrong over th- ]

[OH GOD, YEP. YEP, THAT IS DEFINITELY ARMSTRONG AND THIS IS DEFINITELY SUCKING]

[...and once he's on the ground, commence some very awkward struggling in which he tries not to focus on the position they are currently in!]

Oh, for the love of - !

[[......omg

could this be....victory?]]

Is that the best you can do, Kimblee? I think I've won this bout!

[As Kimblee is having his fun, he might notice that a burst of flame is flying out and curling around him. He isn't burned, but the heat is still unpleasant.]

I'll give you one warning. Stop that before any innocent people get caught up in it.

Yeah. I returned on the 21st, so I haven't even been here for a week...

[Why is she telling him that? Who knows. It's not even his business, but since he happened to say that... Whatever.]

[Oh, so you're not even sorry about it, Mr. Sunshine? Well, she's not even sure if she expected you to be sorry about it. Maybe he shouldn't take it so personally that she fooled him twice in Briggs, but of course Winry's never going to admit it in front of Kimblee.

Maybe I'm not taking it personally and maybe I'm just wondering if you do that all the time... That wasn't a question.

[At least she doesn't want to hear his answer to that.]

But oh geez Amestris' military with their "do it at all costs" rules.

[Now she's more like mumbling that to herself.

And she can see those fists, Kimblee, and the sound of his voice is pretty alarming too... Johto, why is she here right now? She was supposed to stay on VIDEO distance from these dangerous men...]

[Wait.

WHAT?!

What did he just say?

Oh.]

Why?

[The feeling's not mutual, by the way, if you consider everything that happened back home.]

[He's fighting quite a bit against Armstrong's grip; as such, it takes a moment for Armstrong's words to sink in. Is he...claiming victory...?

That doesn't make sense right away; really, if Armstrong were trying to prove anything, wouldn't it involve killing him? But that doesn't seem to be the case; Armstrong seems content to subdue him and declare it over.

Kimblee hesitates once it hits him, looking at Armstrong with an expression that's somewhere between wary and almost scared; surely this can't be genuine, there has to be something more to it...

...but no, he isn't sensing any sort of intent to kill here.]]

[And after a long pause in which he simply stares, he laughs a bit.]

As humiliating as I find it, I believe you may be right, Major.

[He'll let her rage at him; clearly, she knows everything by now, there's no sense in arguing it.

But still.]

I suppose it's good to know that no harm has befallen you.

Well. No further harm, anyway.

[...well, then.]

My, my - asserting yourself early, I see.

[That heat isn't terribly pleasant, no, but bear in mind that you're working with someone who specializes in explosions. Heat and general unpleasantness are what he's used to, Mustang.]

If I were so determined to harm innocents, you know that I wouldn't be doing this in the clear.

Of course not, but that doesn't mean you would stop the moment someone else accidentally stumbled into your little minefield here. As a matter of fact, I would be quite astonished if you did stop.

Given how visible my "little minefield" is, can you really say that I would be entirely at fault if they managed to stumble into it?

[Oh, are you trying to act like a gentleman again, Mr. Kimblee? Sorry, won't work. Well, if Winry didn't know as much as she does it could work, but... No, Winry just doesn't understand this man, much.]

Is that so? Didn't expect to hear that from someone who tried to blow a mine up just to catch us and then tried to blow Ed up when he came to stop you.

[Hello Johto and information you can get here if you happen to see not-boyfriend's jacket...]

But of course you did it all just for the elimination of the fugitive at all costs.

[The not so charming as ever Winry is still not impressed. Not that she ever will be impressed by the whole Baschool stuff.]

[...it is really easy to find the source of all this. And... well...

This person isn't subtle by any means, but Giovanni really can't help but approve.]

I think that much is obvious.

[[Armstrong blinks for a moment. Is that....Kimblee has conceded the victory?

....

He's conceded the victory!]]

I believe I might be, Kimblee!

[[He's about to leap up and do all sorts of victory poses, when he realises he's....kind of still got you there, doesn't he.]]

I take it it's safe for me to release you?

I'm sure you've noticed that people are appearing at random right now. People could very well appear right in the middle of this.

Ah...yes, of course.

[Kimblee allows some of the tension in his body to relex a bit; it's at least a vague implication that he won't immediately try to spear-punch Armstrong in the face or something as soon as his wrists are released.]

[Actually, no, not trying to act like much in the first place; he just sort of treats everyone like this. It's apparently surprising, what constitutes an act and what doesn't.]

Again, Miss Rockbell, that was work, nothing more. If you would like to believe that I have some sort of personal vendetta against you, you're mistaken, but you're more than welcome to be wrong if you so insist on it.

Just as they could very well have appeared directly in the path of your little flamethrowing display just now. By your logic, the only truly safe action is standing still, lest two bodies attempt to occupy the same space at once.

[The hyperbole, she is running thick today - just the same, you know what he means, he's sure.]

[Oh, he's noticing the lack of complaint. He's not looking too sane still when he turns to face the newcomer over there, and his voice is shaking quite a bit, but he's at least trying to compose himself somewhat.]

And might I ask how you find it?

The area of my effect was so small that the odds of someone appearing in it were astronomical at best. You're affecting such a large area that the odds of that occurring are significantly higher.

Well, it's not particularly subtle, but I can't say I don't approve on some level. How are you accomplishing this, anyway?

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