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Rating: Unrated
Couple: Roy / Riza
Synopsis: When Mustang and his team were assigned to Ciudad del Este, the jokes in the hallways revolved around the number of sheep that need to monitor. However, the scene that awaited them was far from idyllic pastoral image.
Credit: FMA's characters are not mine
Hospital East this time
For Roy Mustang, hospitals have always accounted for calm, peace. Ishbal even when what they called the hospital was a cluster of shops and smelly lying rocking with screams of wounded soldiers.
Tranquility, serenity because here the decisions no longer depend on him. In a hospital one simply surrenders to the will of the medical wise.
A Mustang man as seen in this hall of polished floors, pale walls and the smell of disinfectant a temple where d &official 'incidents' of the day, might have had time to think about sending something similar. Course without a card. Riza
immediately feel his presence. Try turning your neck toward the door, but a bulky bandage and the pain in that area preventing it.
"Hey," greets her as she closes the door.
"Hello," she replied with what is undoubtedly a breath of tranquility. Is paler than usual and looks tired as if suffering the effects of a night of drinking. Unless Riza Hawkeye never drink more than one drink dand wine with dinner.
reassuring to think that I've seen worse. Since that afternoon in which it decided to restore some of his own medicine the child unbearable itching meals. How was I supposed to know she was allergic to the ginger? Or when Ishbal ended and she asked him to erase forever the tattoo on his back. Mustang then thought I knew everything about her dangerous art. Combustion temperature, time of exposure, accurate color and smell of the skin to be burnt to the first, second and third degree relatives. Still ashamed at the memory. He knew all about dand how to cause injury, but had no idea how to cure them once made. Had it not been for the instructions of Dr. Knox and his miraculous case of antibiotics Riza would have died a couple of days later.
"How are you?" It makes no sense to treat you in the moment and less when the door is locked.
"Anything dizzy?" Says and closes his eyes. The color of a pair down his cheeks and his skin tone takes on a greenish hue.
"I call a doctor?"
"No," givehave it when he is already almost at the door. "It feels normal," explains what doctors told him they could feel and experience in the following hours. Normality is the end of the mere situation of context.
He looked up again fearing that she is trying to be brave. Except that courage is not the proper adjective. Being brave is about making resistance to fear and Riza problem is that fear is not part of their regular emotions. Sometimes he wishes she was more the type of woman who takes two steps back to sheltersNo ... "Mustang pauses to touch one of her hands. The feeling is more daunting than anticipated. She is warm, she is here alive and still am there to fulfill all the promises he has made on the future of Amestris and never dare to ask about the future of both. "What I mean is that I'm sorry I failed."
now she pressed her hand warmly, but her tone is strictly business when he says: "It was not his fault Coronel. I've always known the risks of my job. "'Colonel', 'trdown ',' risks'. Mustang has long resigned himself to having to hear / say those words every day. The order of words can vary, but the meaning is not. The two have always understood that his is an extramarital affair. Both are married with Amestris first, with the militia and Ishbal fault. Respect this order is the secret behind the harmony of their relationship. Theirs is a calculated risk romance. Viewed in terms of investment in time and energy that would have to go out with someone else. Or at least that's what we always told each other when they have spokennormal that a general be so aware of the simple life of a soldier who is not even under his direct command. "It is implied that he too must leave or people might start talking.
"You're not any soldier. You are the hero of the day. "His hands are playing with her hair. More than ten years ago has not seen her with long hair, but now has begun to grow again. The temptation to kiss her is great, but one does not go kissing people when they have nausea. Unless it's maybe ... pequeñoy kiss no more.
"Colonel ..." He did not let her say anything, puts a finger to his lips to silence. Probably she is concerned about the nurse or doctors who may enter at any time. She does not know that the door is locked, and perhaps until after the first kiss is not so inform Mustang.
"If not for you, half the city's central plaza of the East and all of us on it we had gone." It's as close to Riza is a recognition actions today. The official report can not admit the seriousness of the facts. The feare. "
Colonel joins the bed and sits on a sofa nearby. This is a conversation that would rather not have to go today. "The sniper who shot you was Richard Steinman." He is careful to pronounce each word clearly. Riza's face takes only a moment to understand who's talking.
"Richard?" Mustang is intended that the smoothness with which Riza pronounce that name is not affected.
"is one of the rebel leaders," he says nodding. His eyes are upon their own hands.
"You areC The silence spread through the room like a desperate cry. It is a disturbing statement that will take a couple of years to articulate aloud. The first "I love you", which is there, so tangible, and flammable necessary as the air is not visible.
"There are officers combing the entire city center after him." Mustang is the first to break the silence. The duty is still its main concern.
"He hates the city center," she says quickly, biting her lower lip a second later. You've probably have realized that they have pa
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