Characters: Roy Mustang and YOU, of course.
Location: The Northern Lights.
Rating: G... I guess?
Time: Early evening (December 2) until the small hours of December 3~
Description: Mustang in a bar, with booze. You know you want it.
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Best way to spend one's vacation. )
Well, what do you know? He really was taking some down time. Faye had had her suspicions that he was still working on the sly.
"You know, for a really good vacation, what you need is a beach and a mai tai in your hand. But all things considered, I guess this is makes for a close second."
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Roy positively beamed in Faye's direction. It had been too long.
"Evening."
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It really had been too long, and as Faye slid into an empty seat next to him, she wondered if she had ever seen Roy outside of a work setting. Nothing came to mind, so she counted this as a good change.
"What's your poison?" she asked, gesturing to his glass.
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He couldn't remember seeing Faye in the Lights before...
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The question carries a bit of a teasing edge to it. At the moment, she wouldn't believe it if Roy said he was a regular.
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He caught that, of course. It still amused him how everybody in Death City seemed to think he had always been as work-oriented as he was at present.
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Faye orders herself a vodka tonic then gives Roy a wink. "Here's to your temporary freedom."
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"So, you're in Death City all over again. You all right with that?"
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Faye shrugs and picks up the glass that's placed before her. "This place is as much home as anywhere else." Not to mention she's also free from her debts here, but she'll just keep that little tidbit under her hat.
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"Used to traveling around, I take it."
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"What about you? Was it hard adjusting when you arrived?"
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At the point that he had been taken to Death City, Roy hadn't felt as though Amestris WAS home.
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"Was there trouble?"
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The smile on Roy's face at that moment should've been casual and easy, but it was still a difficult topic for him.
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"Boring trouble, huh? That's the worst kind. And then you got dropped into the middle of a bunch of crazy instead. Life could do better at finding middle ground."
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Or he wouldn't, but hey: semantics. And optimism never hurt.
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