Log; ongoing
When; Sunday, August 9, evening
Rating; PG-13, I'm guessing
Characters; Riza Hawkeye [guardianed], Roy Mustang [guardianed], Zolf Kimblee [crimson_intent], & Dante [a_rotted_heart]
Summary; By all definitions this is blackmail; Kimblee's bargained with a deity for Hawkeye's dog, kept him mostly sedated, and demanded dinner in exchange for Hayate's return. Not being insane, Roy tags along to keep an eye on his Lieutenant while she bargains for her dog, and Dante comes along to keep him occupied. Fun times for all ensue.
Log;
Kimblee has my dog. Hawkeye hadn't even thought that that could ever possibly happen. The Crimson Alchemist has his hands on my dog. Hayate was always at her heels, and either came with her to work or stayed in her apartment, but he was always somewhere safe. He was her safeguard, and she guarded him equally sharply. And she had missed him dearly, those first days back in City life, when she had been mostly out of commission, and there was no dog to snuggle under her elbow and snuffle worriedly at her.
But she had assumed- safely, she had thought - that Hayate would wait at the Gates, underground, just where she had left him, until she could return for him, or he tired of following her orders the way she'd tired of following the Colonel's. But no. She hadn't even thought that Kimblee could have paid a deity for her beloved dog, just to get back at her for outmaneuvering him during the last curse. This was completely out of proportion.
Riza owned very few 'formal' dresses, primarily because she never attended formal functions- the one dress she did own that qualified had been purchased for an excursion to The Raven, years back, with one of its characteristics the ability to hide a holstered gun on her thigh. It was black, long sleeved, turtlenecked, and fell to her ankles. She put it on, ignoring how it fell, clipping her hair back in the usual severe manner. He could dictate her dress, but he couldn't dictate the rest of her. Her purse held three extra magazines for her pistol; two of them would go to the Colonel, and the last she would keep.
This was ridiculous. But they had a timeframe to work on, and Hawkeye descended the stars of her apartment building, and made her way to her rendezvous point with the Colonel- the two of them would head to the restaurant together, for Hawkeye's second uncursed - in all her time in the City - 'social' encounter with the Crimson.
Rating; PG-13, I'm guessing
Characters; Riza Hawkeye [guardianed], Roy Mustang [guardianed], Zolf Kimblee [crimson_intent], & Dante [a_rotted_heart]
Summary; By all definitions this is blackmail; Kimblee's bargained with a deity for Hawkeye's dog, kept him mostly sedated, and demanded dinner in exchange for Hayate's return. Not being insane, Roy tags along to keep an eye on his Lieutenant while she bargains for her dog, and Dante comes along to keep him occupied. Fun times for all ensue.
Log;
Kimblee has my dog. Hawkeye hadn't even thought that that could ever possibly happen. The Crimson Alchemist has his hands on my dog. Hayate was always at her heels, and either came with her to work or stayed in her apartment, but he was always somewhere safe. He was her safeguard, and she guarded him equally sharply. And she had missed him dearly, those first days back in City life, when she had been mostly out of commission, and there was no dog to snuggle under her elbow and snuffle worriedly at her.
But she had assumed- safely, she had thought - that Hayate would wait at the Gates, underground, just where she had left him, until she could return for him, or he tired of following her orders the way she'd tired of following the Colonel's. But no. She hadn't even thought that Kimblee could have paid a deity for her beloved dog, just to get back at her for outmaneuvering him during the last curse. This was completely out of proportion.
Riza owned very few 'formal' dresses, primarily because she never attended formal functions- the one dress she did own that qualified had been purchased for an excursion to The Raven, years back, with one of its characteristics the ability to hide a holstered gun on her thigh. It was black, long sleeved, turtlenecked, and fell to her ankles. She put it on, ignoring how it fell, clipping her hair back in the usual severe manner. He could dictate her dress, but he couldn't dictate the rest of her. Her purse held three extra magazines for her pistol; two of them would go to the Colonel, and the last she would keep.
This was ridiculous. But they had a timeframe to work on, and Hawkeye descended the stars of her apartment building, and made her way to her rendezvous point with the Colonel- the two of them would head to the restaurant together, for Hawkeye's second uncursed - in all her time in the City - 'social' encounter with the Crimson.