Riza Hawkeye (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
followstheflame) wrote2011-06-07 03:18 am
followstheflame) wrote2011-06-07 03:18 am
Report 057 - [Accidental Video]
[The PCD turns on to show a hand pulling away from it. Soon, it can be seen that that hand belongs to Riza as she moves to stand in front of the cabinets in the kitchen of the House of Love and Pictures. Even though her back is to the feed, it's obvious she's unsure about something. Her hands clench and unclench at her sides and she rocks back and forth, shifting weight from one foot to the other.
Finally, with a short exhale, she reaches toward one of the upper cabinets and pulls out a nearly empty bottle of brandy. Standing on her tiptoes to peer into the cabinet, Riza then also pulls out a shot glass. Well, this is a start. She sets both on the counter in front of her and...hesitates before opening the bottle, but only for a moment. Soon enough, the amber liquid fills the shot glass and Riza throws it back, then sets the glass back down (with a little more force than necessary) and shakes her head back and forth, cringing.
She breathes for second, then repeats, though now the bottle is empty.]
...This isn't enough.
[Sighing, she leans over the counter, resting on her elbows, and lets her head fall into her hands. She doesn't move and the feed switches off.]
Finally, with a short exhale, she reaches toward one of the upper cabinets and pulls out a nearly empty bottle of brandy. Standing on her tiptoes to peer into the cabinet, Riza then also pulls out a shot glass. Well, this is a start. She sets both on the counter in front of her and...hesitates before opening the bottle, but only for a moment. Soon enough, the amber liquid fills the shot glass and Riza throws it back, then sets the glass back down (with a little more force than necessary) and shakes her head back and forth, cringing.
She breathes for second, then repeats, though now the bottle is empty.]
...This isn't enough.
[Sighing, she leans over the counter, resting on her elbows, and lets her head fall into her hands. She doesn't move and the feed switches off.]
[Video]
See you there.
[Video]
[A nod, and the feed is cut. Time to start the long process of walking on a leg injury with no crutches.]
[Video]
But soon enough, Riza is at the bar and waits outside for Faye.]
[Video]
[Video]
Faye.
[Video]
You know how to go in one of these, right?
[Offline]
[But she walks in and takes a seat at the bar.]
[Offline]
[But don't mind if Faye follows in behind, again, a bit more slowly than usual. When she finally drops herself into a stool at the bar, she breathes a quiet sigh of relief.]
[Offline]
Spike's been looking after you?
[Offline]
More like hovering.
[Of course, she doesn't mean it. ... Not really, anyway.]
[Offline]
Men do that.
[Offline]
[Because she's fine and doesn't need anyone looking after her. Obviously.]
[Offline]
[Riza's feeling a little calmer now. And having a woman who understands, at least on a base level, is comforting.]
[Offline]
[This is nice for Faye too. Not only in getting her out of the house, but also because it's been a while since she's, well, spent a decent amount of time with another woman she can sympathize with. She really does spend too much time with that idiot.]
[Offline]
[Roy was the same way.]
[Offline]
Men are such idiots.
[In the meantime, she begins to look around. It's high time Riza got drunk, after all.]
[Offline]
[But she's kind of smiling. And that's progress.]
Pick out something for me. I put my sobriety in your hands. Which I'll probably regret later, but...
[Offline]
In that case, I'd go for the tequila.
[Offline]
Definitely regret.
[Offline]
It won't be that bad. I promise.
[DO NOT BELIEVE FAYE WHEN SHE PROMISES ANYTHING.][Offline]
[But just this once Riza will let her common sense go out the window. It can't hurt that much, right?
...Yeah.]
[Offline]
[Offline]
Cheers, right?
[Offline]
Cheers.