[Closed] the Knight and the King.

[aliasjacqueline]

Characters: Jean Havoc, Roy Mustang
Content: Drinking. Havoc moping about Lust.
Setting: Ammy
Time: After this ( http://thewarisover.livejournal.com/8705.html?thread=282625#t282625 )post
Warnings: Moping! Havoc. and Booze.

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[thewarisover]

He'd know that knock anywhere, actually, in the same way that he knew the exact cadence of Maes Hughes' steps, or the rhythms and habits of anyone whom he trusted enough to work with him.

"Come in."

Roy was not in uniform, for once, and seated at his desk with the drinks and glasses out. He had considered taking Havoc out to a bar (the ambiance in places like that helped for talks of this nature), but a look at his liquor cabinet had made him change his mind. He'd say as much, if Havoc asked.

[aliasjacqueline]

Havoc blinked when he caught sight of his commanding officer in his room. While he had seen the man out of uniform on numerous occasions (though he cannot seem to recall when and where at the moment) it was always came as somewhat of a shock that Mustang can and probably does have a life outside the military-- seeing him in civvie's clothes only cemented the fact more firmly in his head.

Feeling slightly embarrassed for still being partially in uniform-(while he'd washed up after his work in the hangar before dinner, he was still wearing part of his uniform, though he had traded the top for a black undershirt usually worn beneath the blue dress shirt)- he shrugged off the sentiment and closed the door instead, chewing slightly on an unlit cigarette.

"Should I get the plane ready, Sir?" It was yet another aspect he had to get used since his transfer to this airship. Havoc had been unsure if they were going to fly to a bar close by to drink, or if they were going to drink aboard the Amestris.

[thewarisover]

"Nah. I think we'll be just fine here, after all."

He leaned back, smiling at the other.

"Take a seat. Make yourself comfortable."

[aliasjacqueline]

"If you're sure." Shrugging, Havoc plopped himself on one of the chairs, returning the smile wryly. It really had been too long since he'd been out drinking with Mustang. While the circumstance of this meeting really was somewhat less the pleasant, it was nice that he'd got to talk with Mustang,

"So. I guess I owe you some stories, huh?"

S-starting a new thread because I am OCD about scrolling. orz

[thewarisover]

"I'll always have people to order around."

Arrogance? Maybe. Confident? Definitely.

(...Still, Roy was glad for the back-up. Even if he'd sooner eat his cigarettes than admit it.)

no problem!

[aliasjacqueline]

"If you say so, Sir."

This was the Mustang he's used to dealing with. Smug, and somehow able to piss off the wrong people upon meeting them if he chooses to. The worried, plotting Mustang was also familiar, though it usually meant trouble whenever he makes an appearance.

(There will be no need to eat cigarettes, seeing that Havoc understands and will not make him say it outright.)

Aaaand I guess we can wrap this up soon unless there's more to talk about. XD

[thewarisover]

Well, now that business was over...

"Let's get to the drinking."

Sounds good! Roy will be hearing from Havoc soon anyway. >_>

[aliasjacqueline]

Havoc grinned. "Best suggestion you have all day!"