Comments | guardianed: reload ; 92nd shot

guardianed

reload ; 92nd shot

Mar 23, 2008 17:02

...I don't know what to think anymore. Ishbal should be here, but it's not, and people here have never heard of Amestris.

But Major Kimblee is here- Of all the people

I don't know what I should be doing here-

[ooc; DAY TWO because I am a horrible person 8D Strikes except for the little font ones are hackable.]

stuck in ishbal, back in time, brainbreak in progress, well this isn't according to plan, explanation plz, can't help but worry, is this normal fr srs?, hi there curse day, i want another gun

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flameroy March 23 2008, 22:12:01 UTC

Hawkeye...

guardianed March 23 2008, 22:14:01 UTC

...Mr. Mustang.

[ooc; AHAHAHAHAH YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING]

flameroy March 24 2008, 00:29:27 UTC

... What are you doing?

You're... I...

[ooc: HAhahahahahahahaha~]

guardianed March 24 2008, 00:35:23 UTC

...Excuse me?

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guardianed March 23 2008, 23:15:43 UTC

...I do have to follow orders. But with all due respect, Major, I can think too.

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theenviousone March 24 2008, 00:06:55 UTC

Still here?

guardianed March 24 2008, 00:08:18 UTC

...Yes.

theenviousone March 24 2008, 00:13:24 UTC

Stop worrying about Ishbal. Pointless.

And Amestris is right where we left it.

guardianed March 24 2008, 00:16:13 UTC

I can't stop worrying about it, I'm living it.

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[comment log] guardianed March 24 2008, 23:59:46 UTC

[There was nothing the Private wanted to do less than spend more time with the Crimson- he was disturbing, and she'd heard rumors from his men. His men were terrified of him. And Hawkeye had no idea why he'd chosen to express an interest in her specifically- surely there were others more interesting than herself.

But he'd verbally cornered her, and the last thing she wanted was to anger him- had heard stories of what he could do, and wanted none of that directed at her. And she'd had to accept it, even if it wasn't an order, was only a suggestion, she'd tried to turn it down and he'd refused her refusal.

She wasn't late. But she wasn't early either. And he was already there, seat already chosen, and her drink already ordered. Trying to control the reluctance that probably showed on her face, she saluted the man, even if he had his eyes closed, and spoke.]

"...Major."

[ooc; all good, all good. We'll work it out when you get home~ And no worries. I might be a bit wordy, but that's just me :x]

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[comment log] guardianed March 25 2008, 02:06:27 UTC

[The smile makes her blood run cold- what was she doing here? - and his gaze lingered strangely. The blonde shifted her weight from one foot to the other uneasily- what was he doing? Or didn't she want to know.

He had known she would come. Even if it had only been a suggestion- he had known she would have no choice.]

"...It's fine, sir."

[The blonde took two steps forward and pulled the chair out, seating herself cautiously. The table seemed so exposed- Hawkeye had no idea whether or not to be thankful for it. Stared at the mug he had ordered for her and did not touch it. It was a better point of focus than the man across from her. Every time he smiled it made her skin crawl and prick- there was something unnatural in it.

This was uncomfortable, and the woman felt her own tensity, hoping fruitlessly that it didn't show.]

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