fandomhigh | Revolutions: Week 12, Period 5

Back in the classroom this week, Aly waited until the majority of students were present before breaking off her conversation with a dark-haired man sporting a large eyepatch that covered his left eye and most of that side of his face. She smiled at the class, eyes checking off who was there, then took a seat on her desk to speak.

"Afternoon, everybody. First thing, I'll remind all of you that your exam is in two weeks. No, you aren't going to have to overthrow a country to pass." She grinned. "At least probably not."

"For the rest of the class, you'll not be actively revolting - I hope-" she threw a wink at Mustang. "But General Roy Mustang has agreed to speak to this class today. He has quite a bit of experience in little matters like working within the system - and military - to change it. Two things that I'm less than familiar with," Aly added with a wry smile.

Recognising his cue Mustang stepped forward. "As Miss Aly has already indicated," he paused for a moment and looked down at his blue uniform, "and you quite possibly might have guessed from my uniform, I am a military officer. Even if she had my rank wrong and I am merely an enlisted man, not a General. My country, Amestris, used to be under martial law. Our Fuhrer, King Bradley, was both head of the state and the military. I am certain that you are all aware of the possible consequences such a condition can have."

His features hardened, giving little insight into what exactly he was thinking, but he kept his tone soft as he reminded himself that he was dealing with children. "Fuhrer Bradley used our military for his own personal agenda. A costly one at that. He used a science meant to help the people to destroy an entire population. Good officers were forced to perform acts they could have never imagined. You probably can imagine that this is a hard situation to change and I hope that none of you will ever be in this position. There is no right way of acting or changing the government around you. I can't offer you a 12 step program, but I can offer a few insights hopefully that will help even in situations less grave than the one I have just described," Mustang continued.

"We are each just one person. We can only do so much and influence so many people and yet that is the key. In a world where you can't trust the person above you, you will have to surround yourself with people who you can rely on. Don't assume that you can deal with everything on your own, but trust in them and give them your back. Keep them safe and expect that they in turn keep the people around them safe. Don't trust easily, but when you know that you can rely on them, do so fully and give them the chance to create room around you to come up with a plan to rise to the top." He paused and glanced around the room. "I think that this is the best advice I can give you, but if there are any more questions that you would like to ask, I'll be more than willing to answer."

[OOC: Again, many, many thanks to the fabulous Queen of Pimping herself for playing ~~General~~ Roy Mustang. OCD threads ~~are coming~~ up]

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"It's not," Aly agreed. "I think she'll do well though. She's smart."

It was hard to say that a good part of Aly's faith in Parker was because she had known her in Parker's future.

"All of them are smart. Even Jamie." And at that, she couldn't hide a smile.

Roy laughed. "I'm certain that he is," he said. "Did I pass the test?"

Aly laughed. "Test?" she asked mischievously.

"Mmmmm," he studied her. "I suppose you could have conveniently forgotten to warn me." Not that he truly believed that.

"I suppose I could have warned you," she replied, glancing at him sideways. "But there wouldn't have been much fun in that."

"I am glad that I managed to both entertain the class and the teacher," he told her.

"It is greatly appreciated," she replied. "I have to say, I was the slightest bit worried it would be boring."

Roy's shoulders sagged. "And here I was thinking my charisma had won you over from the start."

"I wasn't told of your charisma when I received notice that a Roy Mustang, career military man, had agreed to speak to my class," she teased.

"Ah, but you send out the invite," he pointed out. "You must have had some faith in it from the start."

"Hmm, faith," Aly replied, with a bit of a wrinkle in her lip. "How about we call it hope instead."

"Then I am glad I was able to live up to your hopes," he said.

"Exceeded even," she told him lightly. "As I said, I knew you were military."

Roy merely raised an eyebrow at her comment.

She raised one back.

"And what is wrong with being military, Miss Alianne?" he asked.

"No senses of humour," she teased, eyes sparkling with laughter.

"You should meet my staff," he said. "Havoc seems to think he has a great sense of humour."

Aly grinned. "I'm pretty sure you're not so bad yourself most of the time."

"I tend to think so," he joked.

"You would," she threw back at him with a grin.

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