Liore Command Post

[Alleck Davisson [Scar]]

This is where Jean ACTUALLY is, apparently, and for the sake of neatness, it's getting its own thread. At any rate, after having come here from the merry band that was currently in the Devil's nest, Havoc was now thinking about his options before acting. There were important things to be considered. The Fuhrer was a homunculus. At the same time, so were some of the people he had been pressganged with. The whole affair seemed to be an exercise in the insane, and Havoc was certainly not insane. He felt that he should talk to Colonel Mustang, but he was unavailable at the moment. One thing was for sure. He didn't like playing spy in the midst of maniacs like Kimblee and the Homunculi, even if their cause had a ring of righteousness to it. Doing anything that disregarded Archer's orders were career suicide. Or perhaps actual suicide as well. But now was the time for action. he knew of one person who should know about this business, and he was in Central.