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The event is almost over and I have one last request of anyone who is able.  Because I haven't used my legs for a week, I believe I will have trouble walking right away.  If anyone would be willing to act as a crutch, I would appreciate it very much.

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Date: 2009-09-13 02:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] general-mustang.livejournal.com
... I'm sure I could offer my assistance, Lieutenant.

[Private to Hawkeye//Unhackable]

Date: 2009-09-13 10:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] general-mustang.livejournal.com
... Perhaps it will be nicer for you when my memories return?

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Date: 2009-09-13 06:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] general-mustang.livejournal.com
[A few hours later, at a few minutes to twelve to be exact he knocks on the door softly, opening it after a few moments.]

Lieutenant?

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Date: 2009-09-13 06:33 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] general-mustang.livejournal.com
[He took in a deep breath when he saw her, offering a smile and turning to close the door. He held it for a while before moving over to her bedside, grabbing a chair and pulling it up closer]

How are you feeling?

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Date: 2009-09-13 06:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] general-mustang.livejournal.com
[With a slow nod he reaches into his pocket to pull out his pocket watch, sighing at the time and playing with the lid.]

It'll be over soon.

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Date: 2009-09-13 06:52 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] general-mustang.livejournal.com
[He frowns softly, letting the pocketwatch dangle from the chain slightly, reaching out to show her as the minute hand nears the top.]

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Date: 2009-09-13 07:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] general-mustang.livejournal.com
[His eyes are fixed on her as the time ticks by, a deep frown pressing across his forehead the moment that the clock passes twelve. Instantly there's a feeling of loss - it's odd, he recalls the whole week, forgetting who she was, saying the things he said to her.]

... Riza.

[His shoulders slump, and he pulls the watch back, curling it up in his palm and staring at the lid, rubbing his thumb across it.]

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Date: 2009-09-13 07:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] general-mustang.livejournal.com
[The frown eases slightly when he feels her hand over his looking over at it with a half-smile that definately doesn't reach his eyes. A moment later he moves to his feet, putting the pocketwatch away in his pocket.]

What about now?

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Date: 2009-09-13 07:26 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] general-mustang.livejournal.com
[There's a soft chuckle, and he moves to sit down, his hand reaching out touch hers, very lightly, brushing the side of it against hers.]

I meant how are you feeling now?

[The gasp alarms him a little, and he straightens up in the chair.]

Your legs?

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Date: 2009-09-13 07:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] general-mustang.livejournal.com
[He takes a deep breath, and shifts on his seat for a moment, before reaching out to hold her arm.]

Just take it easy...

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Date: 2009-09-13 08:07 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] general-mustang.livejournal.com
[The moment she showed her intend he stood up again, trying his best to be able to support her as she moved to stand up. Offering himself as her crutch. He said nothing to her though.]

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Date: 2009-09-13 08:26 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] general-mustang.livejournal.com
[He was frowning slightly at how difficult it was for her to stand up. WIthout warning he leant in closer, wrapping his arms around her back and dipping his head into her neck.]

I'm so sorry, Riza.

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Date: 2009-09-13 08:35 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] general-mustang.livejournal.com
[There was a deep intake of breath, and he lifted his head slightly to look at her, arms sturdy enough to keep her upright, moving his hand to be able to touch her face.]

I'm still sorry... It must have been...

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Date: 2009-09-13 08:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] general-mustang.livejournal.com
[He tips his head to follow her, gently kissing her cheek.]

Is it?
Edited Date: 2009-09-13 08:39 pm (UTC)

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Date: 2009-09-13 08:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] general-mustang.livejournal.com
[He sighed again, licking his lips and rubbing her back gently.]

I really hope so, I don't think I could stand it... I'm so--

If I could get my hands on those Animus.

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Date: 2009-09-13 08:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] general-mustang.livejournal.com
[The squeeze at his shoulder makes him shudder slightly, and he lowers himself down to the bed with her, placing a knee on top of it and holding her gently by the waist, staring directly into her eyes.]

I guess it'll be a while before you can walk on your own... It doesn't have to be right now.

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Date: 2009-09-13 09:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] general-mustang.livejournal.com
[He stopped looking at her so intensely when she blushed, looking away instead and shifting his hand to touch her leg, realising just what he was doing and looking back at her. He wished he could say he missed her, but for the whole week his only memories were of avoidance and awkward conversations.]

I'm glad to be back?

[He found himself looking back up at her, offering a smile - it was too much to resist though, and he found himself leaning in closer to her, placing a hand on the other side of her waist to support himself leaving enough space between them that she would understand his motive, and have enough room to shove him away if she wanted.]

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Date: 2009-09-13 09:31 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] general-mustang.livejournal.com
[He makes it quick, just a gentle press of lips on hers, just a reminder - just a... damnit. Gently leaning back he realised just how much he must have hurt her, and without a word he retreats to the chair again, eyes downcast.]

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Date: 2009-09-13 09:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] general-mustang.livejournal.com
[He shook his head slowly as he looked back up at her, watching for a moment and brushing his hair back, threading his fingers into his hair.]

What for?

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Date: 2009-09-13 09:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] general-mustang.livejournal.com
[He made a rash decision then, and stood up to his feet, placing a hand on her bed lightly, not touching her.]

... You should get some rest.

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Date: 2009-09-13 09:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] general-mustang.livejournal.com
[He opened his mouth as if to say something, but it soon shut again. It was useless to try tonight, there had been something odd in her eyes, even when he'd kissed her. Perhaps this event really had been too much for the both of them, their relationship was so fresh... maybe it wasn't to be. Pushing the thought back he moved the chair back to where he had taken it from.]

Goodnight then, Riza.

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Date: 2009-09-13 10:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] general-mustang.livejournal.com
[He simply nodded at her when she spoke, and dipped his head as he opened the door, leaving it and making his way to his own room. Perhaps things would work out on their own...?]

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