"As you know, this means war."

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Only one thought had gone through Riza's mind when Ed had returned to the Nexus in a state of pure, cold, rage. She carried out with that thought without a word, and had retreated to her room to quickly change; then out came a heavy box from the back of her closet shelf, and the gun within was loaded for the first time since she couldn't remember

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Riza blinked and looked at Ed. What'm I supposed to do with grenades anyway?

"I look forward to it. Now if that's all, I need to get back to the office and warn the missus to expect a shocker of a surprise, and to make sure the puppy's all clean and waiting," he said as he reorganized his robes to prepare to go outside. "And I'm sure you two are eager to get on the move. Good luck."

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Riza studied the map, the area he pointed out, and was quiet as she thought back over her firsthand knowledge of the area. Then she nodded slowly. "That... yeah. That looks like a perfect place. It's certainly worth checking up." She looked at him for a moment, then turned away. "I'm going to fill the canteen I grabbed with some water. If you're ready to go look around in person, take what you need out of the files and I'll lock down the rest here."

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Edward shakes his head, folding up the map. "I'm taking this, just in case I'm wrong, but I think that's the place. I don't need anything else."

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She nodded in response, filling the canteen with water. "Okay, we're about ready." Riza shut off the faucet and screwed the cap into place, setting it aside to gather up the rest of the files.

Holding them under one arm, she dragged one end of the old, battered sofa away from the wall, and pulled the wood planks up to get to the safe. Seventeen right, forty-one left, twenty-three right. The files were dropped inside and everything was put back to where it had been.

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Edward cracks his left wrist a few times idly as he watches her, waits impatiently for her to finish.

Once she straightens again and pushes the couch back to it's original position, he lets go of his wrist, dropping his hands to his side. "Ready?"

[light__of__day]

She gave him a curt nod in response, not looking up from the PIN as she worked out the coordinates to return where they had been before.

"We're going to have a slight walk ahead of us to get to the right part of town. I'm just going to use the recall coordinates," she informed him, and picked her bag up, slinging it over her shoulder.

She held her hand out to him, and laced their fingers.

The button was pressed.

Showtime.

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