Hawkeye. R

1st Lieutenant of the Amestrian State Military ーWorking as the Adjutant under the command of Brigadier General @IgnisAlquemiste

[Hawkeye. R @LiutenantHR]

"Is it alright for me to believe in the future that everyone can live in happiness?''

ーRiza

[Hawkeye. R @LiutenantHR]

which is a 'yes'. She need to change her outfit first before hand.

She stared at him for 3 seconds and asked, ''are you going to wait outside, Brigadier General?''

[Hawkeye. R @LiutenantHR]

Yeah.

It is indeed too long since she even had forgotten, but she never really care about this kind of thing. Celebration is not really her cup of tea.

She already had her own quality-me-time with Hayate on earlier days.

"Give me five minutes...'', she replied;

[Roy Mustang. @IgnisAlquemiste]

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a flower wagon in its entirety. The asters are meant to be bought separately however for this special occasion.

"How do you feel about taking a stroll with me while distributing those flowers to the locals?" Perhaps a good way to connect with the Ishvalans.

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[Hawkeye. R @LiutenantHR]

@BOUNDEDBYMETAL @HaroMeiMei And this

Listen to 【 《るん》Run's Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood Song Cover】, a playlist by Runa the Pianist on #SoundCloud
https://t.co/LtFz3beoFW

Might consider to make one at my yt ch as well later

[Hawkeye. R @LiutenantHR]

@HaroMeiMei @BOUNDEDBYMETAL Listen to Ready Steady Go Accoustic Ver by Runa the Pianist on #SoundCloud
https://t.co/vQjvYAVer7

[Hawkeye. R @LiutenantHR]

along with a thin smile that she rarely shown during her work.

What's written there?
Only the brigadier general knows.

[Hawkeye. R @LiutenantHR]

She slowly sighed while eyes searched for Asters. Usually there will be some sort of code for secret mission lies beneath bunch of flowers.

Or that was what she thought it would be.

And yet...
She blinked several times after she took the flowers and read the hidden messages,
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[Roy Mustang. @IgnisAlquemiste]

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"Another mishap, unfortunately." Roy laughed.

"Will you help me, Lieutenant?" Indirectly referring to taking some of the flowers he had not meant to buy, if not everything.

"I suggest 𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 since it best describes you~"

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[Hawkeye. R @LiutenantHR]

However, she glance at bunch of pink, white, yellow and other colors of flower through that little hole.

For a certain seconds, she felt like she didn't want to open the door up, but she ended up opening it.

She stared at him.

"What's all this, Brigadier General Mustang?''

[Hawkeye. R @LiutenantHR]

Just in time. She was just finished with her shower and honestly, she didn't expect any visitors today.

She walked towards her room door and peek through the little hole to make sure it is not a stranger. She found a familiar, in fact, very familiar figure there.
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surrounded with colorful flowers like a negligent florist.

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[Hawkeye. R @LiutenantHR]

Regardless of their relationship, she didn't give him direct access to her room. Let's say, she adores her private space.

All he gotta do is knock the door to let her know he's there.

[Roy Mustang. @IgnisAlquemiste]

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Of course, he values his subordinates' well-being-- in their day-offs, at least. No documents, just lovely, fragrant flowers from yours truly. ✨

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[Hawkeye. R @LiutenantHR]

If what he means by lovely bouquets are piles of document, she'll say 'no sankyu' since it's her day off today. Moreover, it's Sunday.

[Roy Mustang. @IgnisAlquemiste]

Time to deliver a copious amount of lovely bouquets to @LiutenantHR at her doorstep. Haha.

[Hawkeye. R @LiutenantHR]

〖If I wrote as Alphonse, I'll revive the banana pie legend with @F0RGOTTENOLDMAN 〗

[Hawkeye. R @LiutenantHR]

The liutenant listened to the conversation the two made while re-arrange the documents on the shelf.

[‍ ‍ ‍ᅠᅠᅠedwd — kun @FvIlmetal]

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—— ❝ Sounds to me like you’ve got some sort of sick obsession in the making.

Try hittin ‘ your head with a book, maybe that helps ! No books ? Use the wall. ❞
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[Hawkeye. R @LiutenantHR]

smile on her face.

Definitely, it's kinda a rhetoric question; maybe it's a small indirect reminder that they are currently at the office now.

Indicating a certain limitation is there.

[Hawkeye. R @LiutenantHR]

If this is an important meeting, she would stubbornly argue to make sure that he would arrive minutes before hand.

However, since this is a mere birthday celebration with sprinkles of politics, she might loosen her strictness and let him be (as long as it's not too late).

[Roy Mustang. @IgnisAlquemiste]

his eyes locked into hers.

"We have twenty minutes of free time for ourselves."

[Hawkeye. R @LiutenantHR]

It would be a lie if she secretly feel 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 when he looked at her like that. However, she didn't let her feelings leak out through her expression.

"Are we going to finish some paperworks within this 20 minutes?'', she asked, accompanied by a thin

[Hawkeye. R @LiutenantHR]

"Sorry for keep you waiting. We still have 45 minutes left before the party begin. Since it will take around 20 minutes drive from here to the venue, I'd suggest we depart immediately if you are ready, Brigadier General''

( @HeroofIshvaI )

[Hawkeye. R @LiutenantHR]

She showed a relief when she heard Madame Christmas had helped him to prepare for the gift.

As for the dress, she had well-prepared it last night.

"I already did, Brigadier General. I shall excuse myself to do some preparation...''

She went out from the room and went to

[Roy Mustang. @IgnisAlquemiste]

be delivered in a few. I'd use that remaining time to pick an elegant dress for the party if I were you."

He straightened up in his seat, expression stern all of the sudden.

"I'll escort you."

[Hawkeye. R @LiutenantHR]

her locker to pick up the dress and dressed herself up afterwards.

It didn't take too long, as she never put too much energy to doll up. However, she preferred her hair down this time.

She walked back when she is done. She knocked the room before she entered.

[Hawkeye. R @LiutenantHR]

She slowly sighed. Somewhat she had expected those words came out from him, but literally it's not something she wished to hear since they are running out of time.

Therefore, she brush it out as if she never heard it, "Will it be a bottle of Airén or a pair of leather shoes?''

[Roy Mustang. @IgnisAlquemiste]

"Hm, let's see." He spun with his chair to face the Lieutenant, the newspaper he grabbed earlier now laid upon his desktop. He stroke his chin thoughtfully, his back dipping against the backrest.

"The best gift I could offer is /myself/ as a replacement in his seat."

[Hawkeye. R @LiutenantHR]

"If you say so, Brigadier General, I believe you have decide on which one you will present the Fuhrer as a gift?''

Because it wasn't decided yet yesterday which one the Brigadier General will choose for tonight's present.

[Roy Mustang. @IgnisAlquemiste]

"Now, now." He waved a hand dismissively. His cozy chair creaked as he took a seat at his desk.

"With you and the Fuhrer giving a constant reminder, it's impossible if it hasn't been ingrained in my mind at this point."