[ closed log ] i see the way you look at me [ week twelve, day three ]
Who: Roy Mustang ( snapandspark ) and Riza Hawkeye ( firebornfidelis )
Status: Closed.
Style: Past, Third Person
Where: Himorogi
When: Week 12, Day 3, after this.
Rating: PG? I guess.
Warnings: None?
So. Ed said thirty minutes. To get anywhere. He had little idea how far he'd walked to get away, to find civilization so that he could get some answers, but those answers came second when he found that video of his Lieutenant. The things she said, the things she was wearing... there were far too many to be certain of, too many inconsistencies with the final moments he had before he'd found himself here and her own. And there was a worry there, one that didn't belong. One he no longer thought was for his sanity, but his wellbeing. What had happened? What couldn't he remember? Or, what had been put into her head to make it an issue to begin with? Roy had never really bothered too much with the why. After all, the what was all that mattered. That was what gave the answer to the inevitable why.
He'd turned around on the path, left the village he'd arrived in and headed straight back to the place he'd found himself in, that weird tree, that dream-like state that made him want to believe it was all just a dream. His feet carried him swiftly, dark eyes focused. It took that thirty minutes to return to that place, the questions about Bradley, about her, about him all fighting each other to get to the surface and none of them making it.
He found her and stopped, a short distance away and he couldn't muster up that cocky demeanor he could greet those others with. Too many questions, no idea where to start. Roy Mustang did not like being out of his element.
"Lieutenant." He finally said after a short time.
Status: Closed.
Style: Past, Third Person
Where: Himorogi
When: Week 12, Day 3, after this.
Rating: PG? I guess.
Warnings: None?
So. Ed said thirty minutes. To get anywhere. He had little idea how far he'd walked to get away, to find civilization so that he could get some answers, but those answers came second when he found that video of his Lieutenant. The things she said, the things she was wearing... there were far too many to be certain of, too many inconsistencies with the final moments he had before he'd found himself here and her own. And there was a worry there, one that didn't belong. One he no longer thought was for his sanity, but his wellbeing. What had happened? What couldn't he remember? Or, what had been put into her head to make it an issue to begin with? Roy had never really bothered too much with the why. After all, the what was all that mattered. That was what gave the answer to the inevitable why.
He'd turned around on the path, left the village he'd arrived in and headed straight back to the place he'd found himself in, that weird tree, that dream-like state that made him want to believe it was all just a dream. His feet carried him swiftly, dark eyes focused. It took that thirty minutes to return to that place, the questions about Bradley, about her, about him all fighting each other to get to the surface and none of them making it.
He found her and stopped, a short distance away and he couldn't muster up that cocky demeanor he could greet those others with. Too many questions, no idea where to start. Roy Mustang did not like being out of his element.
"Lieutenant." He finally said after a short time.