The first train of the morning, it was quite the awkward ride for Jason… he entered the train without a single look to any of the other passengers, blue plastic bag dragging behind him. There were murmurs, lots of murmurs, without looking… without needing to look; he could feel them, the eyes staring at him as though they were watching an inmate of death row being lead to his death. The look of a people scared, frightened… was it the military uniform he wore? He only wore it because he was informed it was the official dress of a state alchemist… Was it the body bag he was carrying with him? That wasn’t really important… As a member of the Amestris military was he not allowed the freedom to carry this bag where he pleased? As he pleased? 

Though that didn’t matter to Jason right now, he kept his eyes locked on the floor, putting the body on the bench in front of him. Luckily so far no blood had leaked out, that would be troublesome and a bother really did not care for right now. He had to go to central… He hated going to central, it was a bunch of nonsense in the Squid Alchemists eyes. The people there treated him with contempt, like he was someone to be pitied. He wasn’t to be pitied… His wife was taken from him unfairly, That was not pity he sought, he sought the return of his wife and child! 

The anger was boiling inside of him, his eyes never changed never altered, the pupils never growing or shrinking… But his teeth, they clenched together like a vice. He hated having to put his research on hold to handle some pathetic issue of the state!  But he had to put that aside for now, he had to let it go… He needed to focus, focus on what was important, his research, his wife… bringing back his daughter, with one deep and lengthy exhale… followed by a drawn out inhale through his nose, he calmed himself. 

Removing another cigarette from the warn out holder and lighting it for good measure, he readied himself. He must be mentally prepared for the journey to central, as bad as that sounded… It could be quite the hassle and he didn’t want to get too caught up in the chaos of those nearest the Fuhrer, that might risk his TRUE research being revealed. 

--- One Train Ride Later --- 

It had taken quite a few hours for the train to reach central, this was the problem with taking one from such a small town. It was nearing ten in the morning and while this wasn't a problem for Alex, he believed that Major North may not take such a kind approach to his tardiness. Jason marched up the steps to central HQ, the base of operations for all State Alchemists and military. Upon entering, he walked down the long halls and ignored the voices of concern and ire about his body bag. He was here to see Major North and nothing would stop his progress, luckily, the Major happened to be walking these same halls. 
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"Major, I've brought my target."[/color] Jason remarked, holding up the body bag.

"Oh Jesus Jason! You could have warned me you'd be bringing the bag in with you!" North looked away, struggling to get the handkerchief out of his pocket quick enough for his liking... though it quickly found itself locked against his nose and mouth. 

[color=a0410d]"Hehe, Can't stand a little death Major? You joined the military didn't you. Besides, the coroners office is located down below isn't it? That's where the body needs to go." [/color]Jason smiled at the Major, one of the few things that seemed genuine about him was his smile. Bright and cheerful, reaching the corners of his eyes it felt like. 

"Alright Alright! I get it! This is revenge isn't it!? For saying oh god!" Major North shouted from the safety of his crimson cloth. 
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"You saw right through me Major."[/color] Jason's smile quickly turned to a sly smirk. 

"Just... get rid of it, then get to the briefing room. They should be calling the assembly soon!" North waved Jason away, keeping his hand clasped firmly on his face. 
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"You got it Major." [/color]The Alchemist walked off, dragging the body behind, his free hand waving a soft goodbye.