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tampered2008-02-07 09:06 am
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Log; Ongoing
When; Wednesday, February 6
Rating; PG?
Characters; Riza Hawkeye [![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
guardianed], Edward Elric [chrysopoeia] & Roy Mustang [flameroy]
Summary; The Colonel has requested that Hawkeye catch Edward up to speed on what the Crimson has been getting up to in Amestris. Report ensues.
Log;
It was with a grim sense of determination that Hawkeye made her way out to the riflery range. She understood very well the necessity to give Edward the information, more so since the Lieutenant had just been dealing with him. But spending her days talking about, dealing with, or otherwise having to think about Kimblee wasn't truly high on her to-do list. As much as it might be a necessity.
And the Colonel was no help, pulling a stunt like that. Hawkeye was still rather cranky.
The shooting range was deserted, as she had thought it would be. The blonde woman found a bench back behind the long space of grass; there was no point in standing to wait for Edward, and sitting down would be more comfortable anyhow. Resisting the urge to pull a gun out and practice for the few minutes before Edward would arrive, she folded her hands in her lap and waited.
Rating; PG?
Characters; Riza Hawkeye [
guardianed], Edward Elric [chrysopoeia] & Roy Mustang [flameroy]Summary; The Colonel has requested that Hawkeye catch Edward up to speed on what the Crimson has been getting up to in Amestris. Report ensues.
Log;
It was with a grim sense of determination that Hawkeye made her way out to the riflery range. She understood very well the necessity to give Edward the information, more so since the Lieutenant had just been dealing with him. But spending her days talking about, dealing with, or otherwise having to think about Kimblee wasn't truly high on her to-do list. As much as it might be a necessity.
And the Colonel was no help, pulling a stunt like that. Hawkeye was still rather cranky.
The shooting range was deserted, as she had thought it would be. The blonde woman found a bench back behind the long space of grass; there was no point in standing to wait for Edward, and sitting down would be more comfortable anyhow. Resisting the urge to pull a gun out and practice for the few minutes before Edward would arrive, she folded her hands in her lap and waited.