IC Contact / Forge Messaging

[ignitethesky]

You've reached Roy Mustang. I'm currently unavailable, but if you leave your name and a brief message, I'll get back to you as soon as possible.

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[voice] ;~;

[ignitethesky]

I don't mind.

[It's weird to hear her say those words -to know that the apartment she's referring to is his. He trusts her, though, and he knows that so long as she's at HQ, he has nothing to worry about. There are others there, after all, so it isn't as though she's alone.

And if there's paperwork involved, he really doesn't want to be there.]

Lieutenant...

[A pause. He wants to tell her to be careful in light of the recent slaughter at that Dismas brothel and to watch herself because of the damage the building sustained, but he knows her. She'll be fine.

And so he opts for the obvious.]

...we'll see you tomorrow, then. Just make sure you get some rest, even if it's only for a few moments. Consider it an order.

[voice] it seems so much more terrible, knowing when they don't

[firebornfidelis]

[She sighs, but its good-natured.]

I'll try, sir. I wouldn't want to disobey an order.

[A pause as she reins in that little smirk.]

I think there is still some quiche from yesterday in the icebox. You can heat it up in the oven for dinner, but be careful not to burn it.

[And she stops herself before she mothers him too much. She's gotten rather... used to cooking for the two of them and she kind of misses the ritual of it right now.]

All right. I'll be back early tomorrow, probably by four o' clock or so.

[voice] it really does!

[ignitethesky]

I promise I won't set anything on fire. [He can't help laughing at her warning though, though.]

Take your time, Lieutenant, there isn't any rush. We'll be here.

[voice] /starts crying early

[firebornfidelis]

Good. We don't need your place to be demolished, too. Imagine the paperwork.

[A pause, and she smiles. It's kind of nice to have someone to come home to.]

All right. See you tomorrow.