i would change the world for you.

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Summer walked down the halls of HQ, on her way to Mustang's office. She was told that she had a mission, but needed to see Mustang in person to receive it. Usually she was just given a file and went off to do her duty, but this time was different apparently. Special for some reason. Summer frowned, wondering what it could possibly be this time that would require this. She supposed she would find out soon enough though. Summer turned down one more hall and found herself standing in front of his door. She paused for a moment, before reaching her hand out and knocking on the door. "Colonel Mustang, sir? Lux reporting in for the briefing," she said, using her State Alchemist name. The Lux Alchemist, given to her for her alchemic affinity of manipulating light. "Come in, Lux," Mustang answered from within. Summer did as she was told, opening the door and inside she saw a short boy and a tall suit of armor. "Lux, this is Edward Elric, the Fullmetal Alchemist," Mustang introduced. Summer looked between the two people in the room, and instantly went over to the man in the suit of armor. "It's a pleasure to meet you, sir," she said, sticking a hand out to him.

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Mustang smirked, watching Fullmetal's rage growing as Lux walked over to Alphonse, assuming he was Fullmetal. He waited for them all to settle down before clearing his throat and opening the file on his desk. "You two have been assigned a mission in Senna. There are reports of people going missing and turning up days later with absolutely no memories. And I'm not just talking about memories of what happened, but all of their memories. They don't even know their own names," He said, a grim look on his face. "Alchemy is strongly suspected in the kidnappings, but we don't know how their memories are being erased. You two are to go investigate, and find and stop whoever is behind this. The suspect is to be captured alive, the higher ups want to know what methods he is using," Mustang informed. He glanced at the time before looking up at his two alchemists. It was getting late, and he wanted to call Mia and check in on her this evening.

(Mia's part is awful, I'm so sorry. x.x)

Ed, as per usual, threw a fit at the fact that, once again, Al had gotten confused as him. Sure, he could understand why people always assumed that Al would be called the Fullmetal Alchemist - but that didn't mean that he was okay with people mistaking their identities. And, on top of that, of course it had to happen in front of Mustang of all people. The man always found amusement in it and Ed wanted to punch the smirk off of Mustang's face, but he refrained from doing so and instead snorted, folding his arms over his chest. "I'm the Fullmetal Alchemist," he corrected casually, watching as Al waved his hands - either in hopes of explaining the situation or in hopes of calming Ed down. "It's a common mistake," Al said quickly, though that just caused Ed to clench his fists in annoyance. "She doesn't need to know that, Al," Ed huffed out, though he fell silent when Mustang began explaining the mission. It was definitely odd. And, really, Ed couldn't think of any alchemical powers that might make it possible to erase memories. Maybe the amnesia problem was just temporary? He didn't want to mention it, though, because it sounded much more serious than that. "Does that mean we're dismissed now and can go?" he asked bluntly.

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Coping wasn't something that Mia had gotten the hang of yet. The lost of her twin brother, who was pretty much a whole other part of herself, had left her devastated, even with the few months that had passed since then. Of course, she had support and comfort within her family - just as she supported and comforted her family in return. But, another person that helped with the coping was Roy Mustang. Before her brother's death, she had only had idle conversations with the man when Mitch was around him. But, he had become a major help in her coping since her brother's death and she couldn't be more grateful. Coping was still hard, of course, but Roy's help made it a little easier, a little less painful. It was better than wallowing in her pain and sorrow over losing her twin, despite that it was sometimes still difficult to even get out of bed on some days.

Summer's eyes widened in surprise when the person in the armor informed her that the short boy was actually the Fullmetal Alchemist. "I'm so sorry," she apologized, feeling extremely embarrassed. She could tell he was annoyed and she felt really bad. She would try to make it up to him later. She turned and listened to Mustang, thinking about the case. It was most definitely strange and she couldn't imagine how losing her memories would even feel, so her heart ached for the victims. Silently, she resolved that she would do everything in her power to bring the person responsible to justice and hoped that she could find a way to restore their memories if at all possible. Edward huffed at Mustang, still sounding irritated about the mistaken identity and she knew that it would probably take a lot to get his forgiveness for that. Mustang dismissed them and they left the office. "I know it's late, but if we hurry, we can probably catch a train to Senna before they stop for the night," she suggested, glancing at her stopwatch for the time. She wanted to get there as soon as possible and start working the case. The longer they waited, the higher the chances of someone else falling victim.

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Roy sighed as the three left the room. Although Edward's temper was a source of entertainment for him, he hoped the young man wouldn't be too much of a pain for Summer. He would have sent Edward and Alphonse themselves but the government had decided that while Scar was an active threat, State Alchemists needed to go about their missions together since officers following State Alchemists would raise suspicion and cause chaos among those who already thought poorly of the military. He had chosen Summer specifically to work with Edward, having a feeling that of the state alchemists available for this mission, she would probably work best with the two young boys. Either way, he had faith that they would come together to stop whoever was causing the trouble in Senna. He drummed his fingers on the desk, checking the time. It was late, but not too late to call Mia and see how she was doing. He grabbed the phone and dialed her. Surprisingly enough, he had finished his paperwork for the day, so he thought that maybe he should take her out to a late dinner if she wanted. It would do them both some good for a normal night out for once.

(This is a little short, so I'm sorry! Also sorry for the wait.)

Though he didn’t enjoy taking orders from Mustang – or anybody, for that matter, - Ed knew that the issue in Senna was important and needed to be dealt with as quickly as possible. Maybe that was why he agreed to Summer’s suggestion with a nod without too much of a hassle. “If we’re lucky, we’ll be there before morning and we’ll be able to get straight to work,” he added. That was only if they got rest on the train, though. If they didn’t, they’d likely be too exhausted to function the next day. But, he also knew that there was a high possibility of them both being restless and he was sure that it would mean that sleep would be difficult. It was best to try, though, even if it resulted in just trying to relax. “Let’s go, then,” he decided as he led the way out of the building. “Hopefully, we haven’t missed the last train.” It would be his luck, he thought idly but he didn’t bother mentioning it.

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Upon hearing the phone ringing, Mia was mildly surprised. There weren’t many options over who it could be – the only people who called were her parents or Roy. She figured it was probably the former, as Roy didn’t normally call at this time. Then again, she supposed that he could have been busy the whole day and only just got a little free time. Part of her was hopeful it was him, as talking to him made her feel a lot better. Realizing she hadn’t yet answered the phone, she moved over to it and picked it up to answer. “Hello?” she questioned, hoping that she had managed to answer the phone before whoever was on the other line decided that it was a lost cause and hung up. She didn’t hear a dial tone, though, so she could only assume that they were still on the line.

Summer walked down the halls of HQ, on her way to Mustang's office. She was told that she had a mission, but needed to see Mustang in person to receive it. A small shiver of excitement ran down her spine. So far, as a newer Alchemist, her duties had mostly consisted of simple tasks, helping local law enforcement and such. She knew it was important work, but she couldn't help but feel that she was being restricted. It could have been any number of reasons, but as she got closer to Mustang's office, she had a feeling that big things were coming. Summer turned down one more hall and found herself standing in front of his door. She paused for a moment, before reaching her hand out and knocking on the door. "Colonel Mustang, sir? Lux reporting in for the briefing," she said, using her State Alchemist name. The Lux Alchemist, given to her for her alchemic affinity of manipulating light. "Come in, Lux," Mustang answered from within. Summer did as she was told, opening the door and inside she saw a short boy and a tall suit of armor. "Lux, this is Edward Elric, the Fullmetal Alchemist," Mustang introduced. Summer's eyes widened briefly and she immediately set a polite but professional smile on her face. The Fullmetal Alchemist was a bit of a legend, and had been an inspiration to Summer and a small part of her decision to join the military as a State Alchemist. "Hello, a pleasure to meet you," she said, extending her hand to the short boy in front of her.

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Mustang waited patiently as the two greeted. He'd seen the sparkle in Summer's eyes as she shook hands with Edward and knew that she would fit right in with the brothers, even though he had a feeling Edward was resentful that another Alchemist being sent with them on this mission. "You two have been assigned a joint mission in Senna." He began. "There is talk of a doctor gaining popularity fast there, his healing practices supposedly have strong ties with alchemy, making him and his work of great interest to the military. You are to go and find out if there's any solidity to these rumors. If so, stay and research his practices and the possibility for application in the military. Your findings in his practices may be essential to medicinal and alchemical advancements." Mustang closed the file and handed it to Edward. He glanced at the time before looking up at his two alchemists. It was getting late, and he wanted to call Mia and check in on her this evening before it got too late. He looked back to the alchemists in front of him and spoke once more. "If there are no questions, you are dismissed."