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Private Mission: Regrettable

Discussion in 'Morhall' started by Riza Hawkeye, Feb 13, 2018.

  1. Riza Hawkeye

    Riza Hawkeye Fullmetal Alchemist

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    February 18, Year 7
    @Roy Mustang

    Ever since returning from Cascade Bay things had been getting back to normal in small ways. Ed and Al were still in Morhall while Fullmetal recuperated from his torture but as the days went by he seemed to be slowly returning to his old self and while Riza was too pragmatic to think he would be utterly unchanged by the end she hoped he could come as close as possible. As he healed, bit by bit, so did Mustang, who was starting to act more like his usual self too. Everyone was doing their parts to support the other members of their family, as much as they could, and it was starting to pay off, day by day, little by little.

    As much as Riza wanted to sit by and watch over them all the more she saw the more she realized what a fragile state every little step was, how any small thing could start to cause it all to fall apart. The one responsible for this was still out there, at large, and for all they knew down here in the mountain, just waiting for another chance to strike. She would have liked to think that their display of power and determination when getting Edward back would dissuade the vampire from trying again but 'like' didn't make 'true' in any way- and people who did the sort of things that man had weren't dissuaded from what they wanted for long. Options for changing that were limited and not knowing much about the type of creature they were facing didn't help matters.

    Realistically that left one course of action. Recognizance had to be done if any headway was to be made and, situations being what they were, she was the most logical choice to do it. She didn't make waves, she wasn't exceptionally notable, her duties in Morhall were more easily covered by Maes and Roy than theirs were and- most of all- she knew they had stronger reasons to stay inside the mountain. It wasn't as though she liked realizing this, or that she thought it was a foolproof plan without flaws, but after going over it, it was the only option she could see.

    Now she just had to break it to Roy. He wasn't going to like it at all.

    That morning she'd peeked her head in through their recently conjoined apartments and calmly asked him to please come by once Edward and Alphonse were settled, then made them some coffee and heated up some stew for lunch. Mustang always needed the reminder to eat when he was working and besides, it helped to settle her nerves. That done, all that was left to do was sit at her table and wait for him to come in- so that's what she did.
     
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  2. Roy Mustang

    Roy Mustang Fullmetal Alchemist

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    Mustang had been overseeing Ed's visit from one of the doctors of Morhall when Riza had entered, he had not taken his dark gaze off the young boy as Riza spoke to him, watching the doctors examined the boy, getting him to try doing different moments, poking him, prodding him in that irritating way only doctors knew how. But as distracted as he'd seemed standing in the doorway to his bedroom he had heard what his partner had said, she'd requested his presence over lunch and he had nodded mildly, before telling her he'd be there just to make extra sure she knew he had heard him.

    He'd remained with Ed for awhile after the doctors had left, waiting for Al to return from the wander he'd gone on, they'd played card games to pass the time and then Al was there, which meant Mustang could finally take his leave. Which he did, the guilt stirring in his stomach as he left the room as it always did, no matter what anyone said he knew that all this was his fault but Riza had been right when she'd told him he could not allow himself to drown in the guilt, he had to keep moving forwards, step by step. So he did, in that moment moving forward was simply going through their new door in the wall and joining Riza for lunch as well as hear any news she wanted to tell him.

    He found Riza was sat at the table waiting for him and his dark eyebrow raised a little as he moved over to join her giving her an update from what the doctors had said as he did so"It all seems positive today Hawkeye, the doctors say that physically at least, Ed is recovering well..." He offered her a smile, before adding in an amused tone"Am I in trouble? You're sat there like some officer at their desk waiting to scold their troops..."

    He was trying to be light and airy, he was trying to keep moving forwards, trying to be the man everyone expected him to be. Though with RIza he knew he didn't need to pretend and he wouldn't if the mood got low enough he'd tell her but in that moment he'd had a reasonably positive morning which meant that right now, he actually had a small hope that things might be ok despite the heavy guilt that weighed in his gut.
     
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  3. Riza Hawkeye

    Riza Hawkeye Fullmetal Alchemist

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    By the time Mustang had made his way to Riza's room she'd gotten a notebook and started making an organized list on one side of the page and an itinerary on the other side, her second cup of coffee nearly gone. She'd done trips like this before, it wasn't that hard a thing to manage if you were organized enough and she was that by default. Running the more practical side of a military unit left you with tidy, well-arranged habits- and besides, it steadied her nerves. Besides, from the look of things when she'd checked in earlier, it might be a good while before he could even come and talk.

    As soon as she heard the door open she glanced up though and gave him a quick, distractedly small smile and finished the line she was writing before setting her pen down. Hayate glanced at the door and slid through it before it closed, likely to check on Ed, and that was fine by her; Wanda had been kind enough to put a dog door on as a kindness so he could get through when he wanted.

    Mustang's smile, if not entirely complete, was still present and he came with good news, which was helpful. Maybe he'd take this information better now that things were starting to come together a bit more. There was no need for her to stick around and be redundant when there was so much more that could be done outside of the mountain. Intelligent as he was though, he wasn't always above using his heart before his head, and it wasn't as though this was without risk. It still needed to be said though. No use anticipating the discussion instead of having it.

    "I'm glad to hear that the doctors are optimistic. If Edward would be a little more open about what was still wrong I'm sure things would go faster, but that's decision," she remarked, then raised a brow and gave him a wry smile of humor at his next statement. That joke didn't reach his eyes at all, but it was an attempt and Hawkeye appreciated it. "Sit down, Colonel Mustang, let's go over where you've been stashing your paperwork. I haven't seen any of it in months," she joked briefly back, then shook her head and sighed. "It's nothing that straightforward, I'm afraid. Do you want a cup of coffee? You look like it's been quite a day, and I'm sure you're not going to like hearing this."
     
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  4. Roy Mustang

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    As she responded to his words about Ed he nodded, though he knew Ed was unlikely to tell a doctor what was bothering him still, it was unlikely the boy would tell anyone until he discovered talking would help him. But then Roy knew the kid was not alone in his trauma secret holding, he himself disliked speaking of his own traumas and understood completely the desire not to speak of past pain, he knew Riza understood it to despite her words.

    She was smiling at his joke, before carrying it on, acting like a commanding officer and his smile grew wider, just reaching his tired eyes at last. He gave her a mock salute before moving to sit in the chair she'd indicated when she'd been joking with him and he began to dig around for a joking comment when she sighed, her face turning serious. Her words did not comfort him and he shuffled his seat closer to the table as he responded"I'll do the drinking and eating part of the day after I've heard whatever it is that is bothering you...."

    He had a sense of foreboding within his chest as he heard her words, but he forced himself to keep smiling as he went on"You make it sound like you have something awful to tell me Hawkeye... Like you're injured or ill or something..." The smile faded slightly at his own word, his dark gaze ran over her in a concerned fashion before he asked"You're not are you?"

    He didn't think he could handle it if Riza got ill or was hurt at the same time that Ed was pulled into the darkness and a fear began climbing up his gut but he refused to let it show on his face. He deigned to only allow his concern to show now, as he eyed her noting that she did not look sick or hurt and leaned his arms against the table as he examined her from where he was sat.
     
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  5. Riza Hawkeye

    Riza Hawkeye Fullmetal Alchemist

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    Well at least she could answer that one easily, and she shook her head at his questions regarding her health. This, at least, she was absolutely sure of. "I'm fine, and if I weren't I'd be sure to let you know. There's no reason to keep those kinds of secrets between us. Though I'm going to say you need to eat now, while you have the time," she replied, a small smile coming to the corners of her mouth as she rose and went to the stove, pulling the pan of stew from it and setting it on a trivet in the middle of the counter. The bowls and spoons were already there, as was a plate of bread and a bowl of butter; not the most fanciful meal, but it was filling and tasted nice.

    Plus it gave her a moment of distraction to gather her thoughts before sitting back down again, and she met his gaze once again as she did so, pulling a napkin over to her lap. When it came right down to it, staying steady rather than anticipating his worry and displeasure was much more useful in the long run and she needed all of that composure. "Besides, this may be the last chance we have to sit down together for a meal for a week," she told him calmly, gesturing for him to serve himself some soup from the pan. "I've heard some news about the vampire that's been causing us so much trouble and I'm going to be leaving for Pandora Town in the morning to check up on them."

    There wasn't any faltering in her tone, but there was a question in her eyes and expression, a furrowed line in her brow as she waited for his reaction to that news. Already she was lining up the explanations she might need, but there was a plea there too. She was useful here, in her own way, being a calm presence and looking after the practical side of things, but she was capable of being more than that, a player in the long-term plans just as she had been in Amestris. She loved him, and leaving him here while she went on was the least comfortable feeling- but it was necessary, and she'd been far more uncomfortable before.
     
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    She offered him comforting words, letting him know that health wise she was fine and he gave a small nod, allowing himself to feel slightly comforted even as Riza rose up mentioning something about him eating lunch now. He watched as she began serving up the stew he'd smelt when he first entered, he half wanted to get up, to go to her, to help and while he helped get her to speak to him because this very much felt like avoidance. It made a heavy weight appear in his stomach, his dark gaze was concerned as he forced himself to be patient, to not push and wait idly for her to tell him what was bothering her on her own terms. As she returned to him and put the food before him, then took her seat he heard her next words, instantly his eyes narrowed with suspicion but still he said nothing, his gaze fixed on her face. He paid the food no heed for the moment, though it did smell very good and set his stomach gurgling hungrily, he was too focused on Riza to take notice of his hunger.

    As she went on, even the pretend smile faded to a line and his brooding mask went up instinctively. He shifted in his seat, gaze running carefully over her face, he'd not missed the questioning edge to her tone, nor the level set to her face though her eyes held a hint of pleading to them. Then he spoke bitterly"That's a dangerous task you set yourself, how long have you been planning this behind my back?" He drew in a breath, trying to push aside his anger knowing it was just there out of a sudden, horrible fear for her and so he spoke again, his voice more level"You know he's still out there, likely looking for us...This information you have heard of, it could be a trap laid out by him... I can't let you walk into that alone." He was clutching at straws and he knew it but he was afraid, he'd seen the vampire's power, hell he'd even felt it after all it was not just Ed who came back to Morhall injured, though the kids injuries ran far deeper than his own.

    I need you here, I need you alive and well... I need your support, I can't do this alone..Don't leave me here alone...
    All the words he knew he should say, all the words he wanted to say bounced around inside his head but for some reason he could not get these words to come out his mouth and so he sat there stiffly, gazing at her across the table. Then shaking his head, he looked down from her face, considering his options before spoke"You're needed here Riza, surely we could send someone more innocuous to gather information because if that monster is there he will know who you are, you'd be painting a big target on your back and I can't let you do that..."
     
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  7. Riza Hawkeye

    Riza Hawkeye Fullmetal Alchemist

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    It never pleased him to know she was putting herself in danger, she knew that very well- but she rode out his anger, knowing that it might pass, especially in the face of his intelligence and rationality. His half-accusation that she'd been planning this for some time, as though it was a betrayal, stung her deeply though, and for a moment the space between her brows pinched inward. Riza knew that he trusted and loved her, but it seemed that hadn't quite dismissed his tendency to worry and doubt, even when he was aware how much thought and care she put into every decision she made.

    But something told her it wasn't just the fact he didn't think she'd be able to handle it. It took a lot of his strength and energy to do the job he'd chosen for himself, looking after the Elrics and Morhall- and yes, her too, in his own way. She had helped him when she could, but he insisted on doing a lot of this himself, and she could only cajole and order and give stern looks about so much. She'd considered that when thinking this through too, and even as she glanced down at her bowl a sort of stubbornness settled into her shoulders.

    "There was nothing to hide. I was thinking about it, and this seemed like the best option we had. Staying here and hoping that the problem goes away isn't doing any of us any good, and we both know that someone who went to all of that trouble to catch, keep and hide Edward isn't likely to forget about him," she replied steadily, then took a sip of the thick broth from her stew before looking back up at him and continuing. She was being sincere, and not harsh- her tone was gentle and warm. It wasn't as though she wanted to say this, but she had to; she was willing to listen to reason. "I can't ask someone to go on a mission this dangerous if I'm not willing to do it myself. I've done this sort of mission before, it's not new to me. It won't be long, just a few days, and I intend to talk to Hershey and Wanda as well, to see if they can tell me anything they've heard. It would be wise to warn them of what's out there too."