Short on time (Open)

[Benjamin Thompson]

Ben quickly went through his stuff over and over again, counting and making sure everything was where it should be. "I can't believe the Colonel wanted ME to come to central!", he said to himself, or so it seemed. "Well I think it's a waste of time, there are way to many Alchemists in central, no doubt you'll just end up being a pawn on the front line.", Ben's alter-ego Ziro said from behind him. Ben stood up and slung his bag over his shoulder, "Well, this marks a new change then I guess.", Ben said ignoring Ziro's comment, "I'll become the best Alchemist in all of Central, maybe even better than Edward Elric!", Ben said grinning, "Don't get your hopes up Ben, he's so young to be made a Alchemist so quickly, and you're still just learning the more advanced stuff.", Ziro said to Ben.

"Well whatever awaits us in Central, I'm going to take it head on!", Ben said taking a few steps outside the large doors of the Eastern Headquaters building. He was approached by someone, an Alchemist he could tell by the silver pocket-watch chain hanging from his/her pocket.

OOC: (I'll leave that open for someone to join)

[Alleck Davisson [Scar]]

Alleck was here, apparently, so as to give Ben something to do. But really, he had just finished up some routine business in the area and was stopping by to drop off his report before heading back to Central. The Lt. Major was a busy man, after all. However, before he made it to the grand doors at the entrance of the building, his progress was barred by a man he'd not met before. He stopped and nodded his greeting. "Good afternoon." Alleck was, of course, a ranking officer. It was apparent by his uniform and the medals pinned upon it. And of course, his alchemist's pocketwatch was tucked into his slacks.