Kiba smiled As he dashed at the beast and then appeared behind it, sheathing his sword, with a click form the hilt the best fell into pieces to the floor, “you’re a show off,” said kiba as he looked at the alchemist, he then looked at the priest, “come on already..show your true form..humbculy..the sent is killing my nose,” said kiba as he scratched his nose slightly.

Name:Roy Mustang
Gender:Male
Race:Human
Occupation:State Alchemist (The Flame Alchemist)
Appearance:
Bio:You Know It Already i Hope

(go ahead and post Dreadwolf)

"I dont know what your talking about..." The priest sneered. "Oh i think you do." Edward said slamming a right hook into the impostors face.

Ed mentioned going to see Rose, so I volunteer to be her. Is this before or after she's had the baby?

Name: Lily Dawn Evans

Nickname: Lil or Lolly

State Title: The Ivy Alchemist

Age: 14

Gender: Female

Race: Human

Occupation: State Alchemist

Appearance:
Lily has fiery red hair that trails down to her slender hips and bright almond shaped green eyes that looks almost carved from living emeralds. They sparkle whenever she smiles and shows her other emotions clearly. With soft pink lips and ivory skin, she is a beauty, but her only flaw is the fact that she is rather more shorter than most of the state alchemists at only 4'll at 15. She has an automail leg (her left) from attempting to bring her mother back to life after she died having twins. Her body is slender and quite agile, quick to dodge through training in ballet and gymnastics at an early age.

Personality: In general, Lil is a sweet girl who does her best in everything she does, but she does have a bit of a temper. She is an exellent fighter, having grown up mostly with her father, who was a famed general in the state military.

Bio:
Lily Evans was born on November 16 to parents Laura and Gideon Evans. They lived a happy life, Laura a stay-at-home mom and her father working as a State Alchemist General in the state military until Lily was ten. On a rainy night, coming from a movie, the car had flipped, killing both of her parents. She had suffered greatly through the funeral and decided to try the taboo - to bring her mother and father back to her. Her attempt failed horribly. The equations were right, but the unknown was too much. The gate opened and took her in, taking her left leg. A fellow neighbor, Alex, came to her house and rescued her. She recieved an automail leg and soon became a state alchemist, wanting to study far and wide about the unknowns and the philosipher stone.

At fourteen years of age, she became the worlds youngest state alchemist, passing Edward Elric's previous record. She wears her pocketwatch like a badge of honor - it has a dent in the side from where a zing of lightning hit it as she dodged in a fight in one of the missions. (She hates being called a shiny or newbie, and like Ed, she hates, hates, hates to be called short!)

Special skills: The ability to use botony and alchemy together to use mostly ivy in whatever way she likes. She could use it for assasin missions, to creep behind and wrap around the neck of the target, to climb up or down dangerous places, and anything she might think of.

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My post, hoping that I get accepted.

Determination burned in the set of green eyes reflecting back in the mirror - they looked as though they had been carved from chips of emerald by a sharp knife as she pulled her fiery red hair through the ponytail she had made. A loop, a sharp tug and insert the silver butterfly clip. . . and there! She turned and looked at herself in the mirror.

Lily was a petite girl of fourteen with wide almond shaped emerald green eyes and long straight red hair that lay on her back, ending at the bottom of her waist. Today, she put it up in a topsy tail, or known to older people as a loveknot. She gazed at it and her pretty pale pink lips went into a frown, making a few minor adjustments with her pale ivory hands that was covered with emerald green fingerless gloves.

On her ring finger was a small silver ring - it looked very old. Crowning it was a deep green emerald with an ivy leaf inside it. It had been made for her mother who had studied the branch of botony, or plant, alchemy. Her light ivory skin made the ring stand out. If one would take the ring and flip it, they would see the careful craftsmanship of an alchemy circle engraved in it that enhanced her plant alchemy. The only other jewerly was a small tooled silver hoop that circled her left arm, just below her shoulder.

Her clothing consisted of a tight emerald green tank top that showed just a little of her stomach and a short skirt/shorts combo that matched, with a silver belt and black boots. Attached to the side of her boots are small daggers, extra in case. Sometimes she wore a coat that matched that would billow around her. Whenever she wore it, she would never button it unless she had to, and rarely ever wore the hood.

But today she was wearing it, and it billowed behind her as she stepped outside and off of the train. Here was Lior, the desert town, and the city of the sun. Lior, where they believed in the sun god Leto. She smiled, happy that the people had something to believe in. She believed that people should believe in something - it tended to give them more confidence. She came over to the nearest place to get a soda, where she ordered a juice.

Oh well, thanks.