Let's hope this is both wet and interesting. [CLOSED]

[thewarisover]

Characters: Roy Mustang and Lady
Location: Somewhere in Scotland
Rating: PG or higher for violence (and possibly Lady's potty mouth)
Time: January 2, morning onwards
Description: Mission, geeet.

Comments

[lady_may_cry]

Perhaps Lady should have been more anxious or worried about the mission, but they had fared well during their last solo mission against an enemy that had also been fond of the water. How much worse could this one be, right?

Lady had already smoke her pre-mission cigarette, and she glanced over as Roy addressed her.

"Yeah, let's toast this thing."

[thewarisover]

"The moment we find it, anyway."

Which led to their next problem. Roy took out his notebook, and the map they had been given for the mission. He frowned at the contents of both.

"We've got three possible locations. One of them, we'll have to swim to."

[lady_may_cry]

Great, more cold. And in the water this time, too. Still, she shrugged it off; they'd do what they had to do.

"Then it's a good thing I know how to swim."

[thewarisover]

"You and I both."

Roy was not looking forward to it either. Still, the man was walking along, like a good soldier.

"Let's save the worst possibility for last."