[[kimblee came into it....and...his voice...is awful. Still looks damn hot, but...he...has...blue eyes? I'll never draw him with blue eyes, never. So, as long as he keeps his eyes closed, and, that very sexy grin on his face. Its okay, right? Yet, it's leaving me with a small, empty section in my fangirl heart, since his eyes where my most favorite part...]]
FMA PAPER CHILDREN COMPLETION, ANY REQUESTS?:
Edward Alphonse Winry Trisha Elric Hoenheim "Father" Envy Greed Lust Pride Wrath Archer Kimblee Roy
Riza Maes Gracia Falman Fury Havoc Breda Armstrong Olivia Scar Mei Ling Ranfan Izumi izumi's husband Dorechette Martel

Pandora had already convinced herself, that she was never going to leave him. From the first day, to which she heard about him and his efforts in the war, she knew that she needed to follow him, be it as a lover, an apprentice, or a bomb. It was a day when she arrived at headquarters, delivering some alchemy books which were ordered, pale features where shadowed by locks of black hair, pushed away from her face into a loose pony tail. Upon leaving, she overheard a couple speaking about the man wanted from the Ishbal war. She could see him, pictured, clearly in her mind-that great man, standing as he brought so many to their end, explosion after wonderful explosion. She was overcome with a wave of heat, cheeks blushing deeply as the very thought of him, and what he could do with his hands…brought her all a shiver.
So now, as she coughed, spluttering within the dust of the ruined remains of a city, she knew that her efforts where for him, she was granted with her wish of just being close to him, frame clad within an wearing out shirt that stretched to hold in her chest, bottom half set into a pair of dark trousers as a knife or two where hidden, strapped at her thigh for case of emergency. Within her arms where supplies, to which she had hastily gotten for her love, as she had no idea when it could be that he required bandaging up, or, other such necessities.
Having yet to actually place them within the backpack she wore, she was in too much of a hurry to return to him, swallowing heavily, throat dry from the dust as she looked around…wondering where he could have gotten too..

Name: Pandora (Last name unknown)
Age: 20
Sex: Female
Height: 5ft 6"
Weight: 8 and a half stone
Orientation: Straight/Kimblee

Bio: Her life has been a hard one, never seeming to be accepted into anything that she tries at, or, recognized for anything that she's been able to accomplish. For a while, she lived in Xing, learning different martial arts under different teachers, it was her aim to make herself stronger. She returned back into Amstris, just as the Ishval war started, and, working within a bookshop, bringing orders into the military central was her gateway for the beginning of her love.
That, was when her first undying love for Zolf.J.Kimblee made its rise, from then on, she took every moment she could in trying to keep within the loop, and once the war was over, she sought him out, finding, and joining him in helping him achieve his goals. Pandora became his devoted follower, her faith in him never faltered, yet, often she wonders if she really should be with such a mass murder, instead of going off, finding a nice man to settle down with and have children...
This thought is always blown from her mind when she sees that sharp face, and those eyes, that she could easily loose herself too. She travels with him within the ruins of previous cities, being the one to buy food and supplies for them, as her face is yet to come to link with Kimblee.