snapcrackleburn: (spying with the waifu)
Roy Mustang ([personal profile] snapcrackleburn) wrote in [community profile] interstellar55552016-02-12 02:12 am

Wise men say...

Who: Roy Mustang & Riza Hawkeye
What: Roy has to spend Valentine's performing for happy couples but due to popular demand he doesn't have to spend the entire evening alone
When: The evening of Feb 14th
Where: An old school club with a stage somewhere in Vista City
Warnings: Brief mention of previous torture and bad war memories. Romantic mush. Might give shippers feels.


The preview performances and interviews for the album were over. Minus some drinking and new ink Roy had been well behaved while making his way through the busy schedule Pride had thrown at him. It occurred to him after several days of growing clarity that his intoxicated trip to the tattoo parlor had been less of a rebellious gesture and more of a desperate attempt to feel like he had some control left. He knew now what Pride was capable of- death had been dealt to people before him, and he was somehow not his "real self" all thanks to Pride. It took much strength not to despair.

The evening of the fourteenth Roy is relieved to be accompanied by a single body guard to a dinnertime performance at one of the old fashioned clubs out in the city. A smaller crowd awaits him in the dimly lit dining area; someone had forked over a pretty penny to Pride requesting that Mustang show up there to sing the love songs from his album to set the mood for their date. Sitting up on a humble stage with an acoustic guitar in his lap while his body guard is off taking care of unexpected car troubles leaves him feeling relief he hasn't had in what seems like ages.

"This one goes out to a very special woman," he dares to dedicate his final song of the evening, laughing on the inside at the idea of sending the paparazzi chasing their tails trying to find someone he himself was still trying to figure out. The shy girl in the old house, the woman from the battlefield sitting quietly beside him, the woman on the street corner walking her dog who hasn't yet realized he's watching her from across the street with a fond smile. "Elizabeth, you know who you are." The audience, mostly made up of couples, chuckle softly and he begins to play.
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[personal profile] intohell 2016-02-15 05:46 am (UTC)(link)
"It's a company that does extra security for some of the local clubs during special events." So it was very likely they'd see each other quite often while one of them were working. "I've been told I'm quite scary when provoked," she'd even teased him about it as Elizabeth, how he needed to get to work so his scary Lieutenant wouldn't yell at him.

"It's a good opportunity until something else comes along." She can't really complain about the potential intel. "And I get to listen to all the music for free." Although some music was more to her tastes than others; the same could be said for some of the musicians as well. For instance, she is not telling him about having met his bandmate the previous night. "It's been an interesting experience so far."
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[personal profile] intohell 2016-02-15 07:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'll just have to make sure I'm available anytime you're playing. It would be a shame for anything to happen to you or your fans if I could prevent it." She'd already made sure her boss knew she'd work any time they needed her in the first place, but especially if her favorite band was performing.

Of course at the mention of his album, the one that 3 was completely convinced was named after her, she was torn between confronting him about it or ignoring the questions that kept popping up. There had to be something in between right?

"I know. I missed most of the show, sorry, but I've heard the album." He could thank 3 and her boundless romanticism for that. "You actually gave a friend of mine the coupon for it along with a picture." Not that she knows how that conversation went or that Roy thought Liz was a child. "She was very excited to pass them along."
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[personal profile] intohell 2016-02-16 03:18 am (UTC)(link)
"She made that much of an impression did she?" Riza laughs at the thought but it's mostly nervousness. Emma was a bit odd. If she'd accidentally said or done anything that would bring attention to the rescuers, well it wouldn't be good.

"She's a good kid. A little strange and eager, but good all the same."
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[personal profile] intohell 2016-02-16 05:49 am (UTC)(link)
She's known him for almost half her life, so there are very few things he can hide from her under normal circumstances. This just happens to be as far from normal as it gets, so she definitely notices. Riza has no idea what happened, however. The last good, strange, but eager kid they'd dealt with was Alphonse Elric, but even he didn't match up to Emma's truth.

"Yes." It had been a surprise, but she really had. It wasn't as if she had any idea what to expect from an album of songs all directed toward her. Oh, he'll be embarrassed by all of this eventually, but it's nice all the same. She ends up looking down at her glass for a moment before adding, "It sounds like you really mean it."
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[personal profile] intohell 2016-02-17 11:32 pm (UTC)(link)
This is so many levels of strange she wouldn't know where to begin explaining it to anyone else. From the whole music deal to the faulty brainwashing, it's almost like living out some stupid book. She can't just turn to the back and find out how it ends, however.

She'd recognize that voice anywhere and quickly straightens up in her seat without thinking about it. Once she does, though, Riza leans forward arms crossed over the table top. "You can tell me anything." She wants to add, you've always been able to, but she has to hold that back for both their sakes.
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[personal profile] intohell 2016-02-18 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
It takes every bit of strength not to reach out and stop him from saying what he needed to, to watch him work past whatever they'd done and know she was helpless to do anything about it. Every breath she takes is slow and measured, a forced calm as if she were aiming at a target. And wouldn't she prefer to be peering through her scope at each and every person who was responsible for all of this?

It's not a feeling she's used to and it's not one she particularly likes. There was a difference between being a sniper in the military who followed orders and imagining the deaths of others for any other reason. She didn't care for either, but she could reconcile herself to the previous definition of herself.

She lets him finish telling her about these ghosts (friends of Gold and Silver?) before resting her hand on his much like she'd done at the library. This time, she moves her chair closer to him, to become just like any of the other couples in the club celebrating the day; although the words she ends up whispering to him aren't exactly the same, "Tell me what you remember."
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[personal profile] intohell 2016-02-18 06:10 am (UTC)(link)
What is she supposed to do with all of that? There were so many bits and pieces to the grand picture of their lives and then that confession...what was she supposed to about that? That wasn't even something she'd expected. She'd known, they both knew, but there was so much they had to do before they could even think about anything else. Then again, did he even mean it or was it part of everything else?

She tries to keep the pain of that uncertainty out of her demeanor when she replies; the smile doesn't quite reach her eyes, however. "I knew you'd get there eventually."
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[personal profile] intohell 2016-02-19 01:31 am (UTC)(link)
If there were any way to get rid of those memories, she'd do it. No. Actually, neither one of them would do so, it was a part of who they were and why they were doing everything they could to right the mess their country had become. But she'd do what she could to ease the memories for someone who hadn't fully recovered them.

"What's so funny about Black Hayate?" She's not half as annoyed at him for that as she could be--he'd never liked the name, but Roy wasn't the dog's owner was he? "And you shouldn't be," she can't help but offer, "he's better behaved, so of course he gets more attention."
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[personal profile] intohell 2016-02-20 05:13 am (UTC)(link)
Unlike Roy, she remembers overhearing enough of those comments when no one realized she was around. It was part of dealing with a bunch of idiots in the military for the most part, but it was also telling how quickly he either shut them down or how suddenly the conversation stopped when she returned. Still, his making such remarks has her thankful for the low lights in the club, it hopefully covers up the embarrassed flush that colored her cheeks.

"Hayate never slacked off on his paperwork. And no, I left him at home." She hadn't been sure if they even had dogs on this planet. The idea of another planet had been enough of a problem to wrap her head around, worrying about her dog would have just compounded things. "I wasn't sure what kind of animals they had here."
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[personal profile] intohell 2016-02-21 11:56 pm (UTC)(link)
She hadn't planned on drinking anything else, but it was obvious this conversation was going to lead down paths she wasn't sure either of them wanted to touch on. The wine would help to a point, so she let the server refill her glass without a word.

Running a finger down the glass, she sighs, "No, this place is a long way from home. Both physically and ...everything else." There was no telling how much of this she could say and still have him believe her. "Not even Terra, but one of those stars in the sky. I don't know which one, however."
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[personal profile] intohell 2016-02-24 05:43 am (UTC)(link)
"I had to," the weight of her promise to follow him even into hell aside, there was no way she'd have left him on his own. It sounds dramatic to even think it, but there was no way she would have been able to continue living without him there. "And you don't have to say a thing." He never did, they always had a way of knowing what the other was thinking as long as they were paying attention.

He was right, though, there was so much he didn't recall yet and she had no idea where to even start. Or if she should. How much danger would it put them in?

"It'll come back to you, but I can answer any questions you have until then."
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[personal profile] intohell 2016-02-24 08:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"Amestris," it was the easiest place to start and would make more sense once everything else came back to him. "Like I said before, it's landlocked. Surrounded by the countries of Drachma to the north, Creta to the west, Aerugo to the south, and then to the east, we have a desert between us and the country of Xing." Along with the ancient city of Xerxes but that conversation can come later.

They were still working on fixing relationships with the other countries. After so many centuries of nothing but conflict between them, it was going to take a long time, especially as they couldn't just explain how or why Amestris came to be. So much bloodshed wouldn't be easy to forgive.

She almost corrects him on the whole Pride thing then remembers that's the name of the record label. Right. It looked like they'd never get away from that one in some form or another. "You could say Pride is responsible for a lot of things." There's no explanation there either, just a sad smile as she looks down at her drink.

"The science of understanding, deconstructing, and reconstructing matter based on the law of equivalent exchange. This is alchemy, and yes, it's what you were studying under my father. He taught you everything you needed to for basic alchemy." And I gave you the rest. Riza stops short of saying it as she finishes up the wine in her glass. It was still a hard subject to talk about, even the one person who knew more about it than anyone else. Of course, she never expected to have to explain it all to Roy since he'd seen the worst of it personally.

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