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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

    Roy Mustang Fullmetal Alchemist

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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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