Fanfic: The Gambler (Fullmetal Alchemist)

[nebroadwe]

Title: Drabble: The Gambler
Fandom: FMA (anime version)
Character(s): Roy Mustang
Pairing(s): None.
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Warnings: None.
A/N: Kenny Rogers ain't got nothing on Roy Mustang. Crossposted from nebroadwe to Höllenbeck (i.e. fm_alchemist, fullservicefma, fma_gen, fma_writers, and fma_fiction).
Dedication: For cornerofmadness, as a slightly belated birthday present. The inspiration was obvious. :-)

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      Roy Mustang doesn't gamble. Maes Hughes used to say it was all that kept him from being a rake straight out of the Age of Wits, a dapper buck breaking faro banks and maidens' hearts while sipping claret. Roy always retorted that he couldn't stomach claret, either, but his friend made the comparison anyway whenever Roy declined a round of blackjack or craps. He wishes Maes could see him now, pushing everything he's earned to the center of the table, calling the bet of a man whose poker face no cardsharp can match.

      Because Roy Mustang doesn't gamble ... with money.

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[Acknowledgments: Fullmetal Alchemist (Hagane no Renkinjutsushi) was created by Arakawa Hiromu and is serialized monthly in Shonen Gangan (Square Enix); the anime of the same title was directed by Mizushima Seiji and story-edited by Aikawa Sho. Copyright for these properties is held by Arakawa Hiromu, Square Enix, Mainichi Broadcasting System, Aniplex, Bones, and dentsu. All rights reserved.]

Comments

[nebroadwe.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't have known what faro was except for a book a I finished a few days ago, too! It was "Arabella" by Georgetter Heyer. All the vocab here sounded like it was straight out of that book!

Caught! I'm a Heyer fan -- I recommend The Grand Sophy and Frederica and The Unknown Ajax and The Masqueraders and ... um, well, several others, too. And Wrede and Stevermer's Sorcery and Cecelia. Dunno if Amestris had an eighteenth-century equivalent, but it's fun to imagine and "the Age of Wits" seemed a reasonable title. :-)

Anyway, let me say that I really liked to one about Sheska and Falman. Characterization was great, but I especially liked Falman's progressing sympathy. I always found it hard to determine what exactly Falman's characterization would be, since he never seems to...say much. I liked what you did to him, and Sheska was darling.

Thanks heaps! I wish I weren't having such a hard time making the transition into part 2 -- I have it all laid out and most of the dialogue plotted --

"Sorry, sir," said Furey. "We thought you'd be safe in the closet."

"Ah, come on, Furey, lighten up," Havoc said, slapping Falman on the back. "The warrant officer's a big boy. He can handle one little file clerk, right?"

-- and the entire conclusion drafted, but ... it's ... just ... not ... moving. Argh! I've decided to stop pounding at it for a bit and see if a rest helps. And if not, then it's time to pound the pavement. I've found that the best cure for my writer's block is a walk down to the local train station and back.

Right. And, on a last note, can I friend you?

But of course! Can I friend you back?

[terracottabones.livejournal.com]

Naturally, you can friend me!

I'm so glad you love Wrede and Stevermer, too! I went through an obsessive period with them. Determined to read all the Heyer I can get my hands on as well. *delighted*

Good luck on your conclusion!