[[someone stop the mun from making a 'stoking the fire' comment or some other such pun]]
They did not go out together in the Nexus very much, not with Grand too near and too close. Most of the time, one of them remained in whichever safehouse location they were currently occupying, while the other went out and took care of whatever business they had.
Today though, after Roy left, Riza had other plans that did not involve staying behind. She already had part of what she wanted hidden in a storage trunk, but there were other things she needed.
Like dinner food.
And candles, preferably taper ones.
And some form of inexpensive holders for said candles.
If it was unsafe to go out, then they could stay in just as easily.
It took two hours between the time she left, to where she was unlocking the door and letting herself back inside. To her relief, he wasn't back yet. But there was no telling when he would return, besides 'sometime soon', so she had to work fast.
First came the tablecloth she'd grabbed a few days prior at a store, over the small table in the corner of the room. Then came the plates, and the hot food take-out containers from a local restaurant. Three taper candles, along with three inexpensive lead crystal holders, were the finishing touch, as soon as they were lit.
Maybe not quite the finishing touch; she pulled a CD of assorted music she found out of the trunk, and put it in, turning it on, and then it was done. All that was left was her, and she retreated back into her room to change.
Today though, after Roy left, Riza had other plans that did not involve staying behind. She already had part of what she wanted hidden in a storage trunk, but there were other things she needed.
Like dinner food.
And candles, preferably taper ones.
And some form of inexpensive holders for said candles.
If it was unsafe to go out, then they could stay in just as easily.
It took two hours between the time she left, to where she was unlocking the door and letting herself back inside. To her relief, he wasn't back yet. But there was no telling when he would return, besides 'sometime soon', so she had to work fast.
First came the tablecloth she'd grabbed a few days prior at a store, over the small table in the corner of the room. Then came the plates, and the hot food take-out containers from a local restaurant. Three taper candles, along with three inexpensive lead crystal holders, were the finishing touch, as soon as they were lit.
Maybe not quite the finishing touch; she pulled a CD of assorted music she found out of the trunk, and put it in, turning it on, and then it was done. All that was left was her, and she retreated back into her room to change.