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[Private to Roy Mustang]

Colonel.  I need you.



[ooc:  Obviously meant for Roy.  I know Ollie is on semi-hiatus, but this is here for the off-chance she'll feel up to it.  XD]

[Private to Riza Hawkeye]

Date: 2010-01-12 04:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] general-mustang.livejournal.com
... Lieutenant?

Is everything alright?

[Private]

Date: 2010-01-13 12:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] general-mustang.livejournal.com
[Not dying this time, oh good.]

... Hawkeye.

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Date: 2010-01-30 10:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] general-mustang.livejournal.com
[There's a heavy sigh when he sees her, and instantly he moves toward his Lieutenant awkwardly placing a hand on her shoulder but looking as if he wanted to pull her in.]

You're upset.

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Date: 2010-01-31 11:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] general-mustang.livejournal.com
[He's seen that look before, hated it before, still hates it, and will probably continue to for as long as she gives him it.]

... Should I hug you, and not ask?

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Date: 2010-01-31 11:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] general-mustang.livejournal.com
[Somehow, that was the permission he needed, and very slowly he stepped closer to her, lifting his hands to slide them around her shoulders and tug her close against his body. For now he would be silent, but he'd have to ask her what was wrong soon enough. Had she been having nightmares?]

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Date: 2010-01-31 11:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] general-mustang.livejournal.com
[Their relationship had always been an odd one, and now sometimes things got a little awkward - and initially when he felt her arms around him he wondered if he'd done the right thing.

It wasn't until he felt those arms tighten that he smiled into her hair, giving her a gentle squeeze and letting one hand dip to rub her back gently.]

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Date: 2010-02-01 12:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] general-mustang.livejournal.com
[He flinches a little when she took a deep breath. He hadn't forgotten about the tattoo, and yet he'd still touched her there - did she mind? Was she angry? Right now, it didn't matter, she was talking and he would try his best never to touch her back again.]

... Whatever for?

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Date: 2010-02-01 12:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] general-mustang.livejournal.com
[Her words make him frown, and he can't help but feel a little annoyed. Arguments are one thing, but to have Riza Hawkeye ask you to tell her she's a good person? His hand shifts again, rubbing at the side of her waist now.]

Still? That's ridiculous.

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Date: 2010-02-01 10:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] general-mustang.livejournal.com
[Those arms stay around her, keeping her close against him and he only moves when he hears her explain, frowning at the thought.]

Because of her picture?

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Date: 2010-02-01 08:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] general-mustang.livejournal.com
[He's still frowning. Angry at Jean for one, and a little miffed that the two of them had argued over something like that. To him it was clear to see that the picture should have served only one purpose as a bitter reminder of the trick that 'Solaris' had played on his Second Lieutenant. Why couldn't the man see sense? He kept cool for now though, a little unsure of how to console the woman in his arms however he leant in and pressed his lips against the side of her head.]

Obviously, someone is having issues letting go.

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Date: 2010-02-01 09:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] general-mustang.livejournal.com
[He was frowning again by the time she'd stopped talking. Her father had instilled this feeling of doing things wrong into her, and for all the greatness about the man, he resented him for it.]

No.

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Date: 2010-02-01 09:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] general-mustang.livejournal.com
[Unsure of what to do with himself as she pulled away, he simply gave her a little more room, folding his arms loosely across his chest.]

He's our subordinate. More than that, he's our friend. Why shouldn't you be concerned?
Edited Date: 2010-02-01 09:20 pm (UTC)

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Date: 2010-02-01 11:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] general-mustang.livejournal.com
[He pressed his lips together tightly, before reaching out to squeeze her shoulder. This wasn't getting him any closer to making her feel better.]

You're not a bad person, Lieutenant.

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Date: 2010-02-01 11:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] general-mustang.livejournal.com
[He hoped that was the comfort she needed, even though she'd felt so right in his arms - it wasn't something that came easy to either of them, whether they needed it or not.]

Maybe... Let things cool down.

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Date: 2010-02-02 10:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] general-mustang.livejournal.com
[Taking a deep breath, he reached out again, gently taking her hand in his own and threading their fingers together almost out of reflex.]

Look at me.

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Date: 2010-02-02 11:50 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] general-mustang.livejournal.com
[He frowned when she made eye contact with him, seeing the pain in her face. It was upsetting to see her like that, but knowing what had caused it made him a little annoyed.]

You're a wonderful person.

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Date: 2010-02-03 08:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] general-mustang.livejournal.com
[The squeeze of his hand produced a smile, and he returned the gesture gently.]

I'm only stating a fact.

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