“Yeah it was– half that shit on there wasn’t even on my notes!” there’s a creeping suspicion that should she look through the textbook, Edwin would find the answers to quite a few questions on the test. Though– that wouldn’t exactly help her now, would it? “Kind of just glad it’s over, honestly.” Looking towards him with a light frown, “How do ya think ya did?” Edwin isn’t quite sure how she did honestly– nothing indicates that she did wonderful, but nothing screamed to her that she failed.
|| ♔ || One look at Ling’s face should be enough to confirm anyone’s suspicions.
“Ihadn’t even studied the terms properly, and half the test was knowledge multiple choice. I think I did okay on the rest of it though, and with any luck I’ll muddle a seventy-five. There goes my average…” He sighs and tears into a hunk of bread. Food was always the way to solve Ling’s problems.
“Well, anyway, I bet you did fine. You’re, what, a chemistry whiz? Even if Mustang does dislike you, he can’t mark too hard. You’ll be fine!” Ling’s spirits were visibly cheering up in direct proportion to the amount of bread he was consuming as he attempted to cheer Edwin up with a mouthful of food.
A small frown on her lips, as she struggled to open her locker. Huffing as she finally managed to get it open, Edwin looked towards her classmate Ling as she saw him approach from the corner of her eye. “Hey! How’s your day goin’?” pulling her lunch out of her locker before shutting it, “’m headed to lunch– do you want to come with me?”
|| ♔ || Ling looked a little bit burdened with his backpack and a huge lunchbox in his hands, as was the norm. He’d end up buying more food later, no doubt - the contents of his packed lunch were never enough to satisfy him.
“Sure! Man, that chemistry test was hard stuff,“ Ling said as they walked down the hall together. "Mustang’s a real taskmaster, isn’t he?” But then again, chemistry was hardly Ling’s strength.
|| ♔ || Ling doesn’t react so strongly this time, but he still turns around to give Ed a huffy look, which quickly turns into a mischievous grin as he realises the perfect revenge plan.
“Alright then! For that, my dinner’ll be on you tonight. There are still some things on the room service menu I’d like to try…”
Tugs on Ed’s braid for good measure and skips away.
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♔ ♔ ♔ Ling Yao accepted Greed into his body as a conduit to the Philosopher's Stone at Greed's core, and fought with Greed's soul for dominance of his body. He has the ability to transmute carbon, creating an impenetrable shell from his skin - the Ultimate Shield.
♔ Ling's soul sometimes overpowers Greed, but it never lasts. Sometimes they even combine their powers in battle, switching sides effortlessly until you can't tell which face is human and which is not.
♔ Being the personification of the sin which he was named for, Greed claims to want everything in the world, but nothing can ever satisfy him. The only thing that Greed really wants is friendship, because friendship cannot be taken - it has to be earned.
Ling is a child prince, living in his homeland of Xing. At first glance his life seems idyllic: luxury, royalty, loyal bodyguards, what more could you want? But among plots, treachery, and assassination attempts, the twelfth prince is learning every day just how cruel the Emperor's court can be.
♔ Amestris:
After an arduous journey across the desert, Ling has finally arrived in Amestris, along with his bodyguards, Lan Fan and her grandfather Fuu. He smells blood - the goal is the Philosopher's Stone, the key to immortality, which will ensure that Ling is made the heir to become Emperor. However, something about this country isn't right...
♔ Homunculus:
This is my choice. Don't try to stop me! This is...this is what I want!
Ling accepts the homunculus Greed into his body in order to have access to the Philosopher's Stone. He lets Greed take control, but inside Ling waits for the opportunity to strike. This is the only way; he must honor Lan Fan's sacrifice. It's his chance, and he'll grab it with both hands - even if it means becoming a monster.
♔ To be a King:
At last, back home to Xing, with a little sister and the Stone in tow. Ling is named the heir to the throne. The weight of Fuu's death, combined with new responsibility, must make the idealistic young man grow up quickly. The Emperor's seat awaits.