“It isn’t more paperwork. Not really. Just… something that might make your week a little more miserable, at best.”
She cleared her throat, softer still, “I'm, just the messenger, Sir.”
Solvi shifted her weight, straightening the folder, and it's edges, a subconscious nervous tick. Her voice came quieter than intended, soft but steady,
“If I were planning insubordination, Sir, I’d hardly pick paperwork as my weapon of choice..”
She hesitated, ‣
He let his head fall back against the books with a sigh, one hand lazily gesturing at the folder she’d set down.
“Tell me that’s not more paperwork, or I might pretend to be unconscious again.”
fingers brushing at the hem of her sleeve, then added sheepishly, “And for the record, I wasn’t trying to sneak up on you. You.. just didn’t notice me.”
Her gaze flitted briefly to the scattered books, then back to him, her expression veiled with a thin concern, ‣
“I’m not sure that’s a wise decision, Major..”
She plucked the book from his face slowly, head tilting at him as she leaned forward,
“Won’t the Colonel get mad that you’re not doing any work?”
Her shoulders pulled back, her chin lifted just a bit, and though her hands were still clasped tightly, her voice held firmer ground,
“Yes, General. I understand. Thank you.”
Solvi stiffened, then quickly dipped her head in acknowledgment, her voice soft, and earnest as she clasped her hands together instead,
“Y-Yes, General… I apologize. It’s just… you’re, well, you’re you, ma’am.”
To his left, a pair of emerald eyes went unnoticed, watching him with quiet curiosity,
“…You’re Fullmetal, aren’t you?”
The question came suddenly as she straightened from her previously leaned position, her gaze fixed on him.
“Well, I imagine I’d get a few dramatic reactions… maybe even some entertaining ones, if I’m lucky to get any-, but tell me, what exactly would you do… if I did something like this to 𝘺𝘰𝘶?”
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Solvi hesitated, then knelt carefully beside him, setting her folder down with a gentle motion. Her hand hovered just short of tapping his arm,
“You really shouldn’t sleep here,” she murmured, “You’ll cramp your neck like that…”
She stepped in slowly, boots barely making a sound on the tile floor as she weaved between the chaos of scattered documents and forgotten ledgers.
“…Colonel?” she tried, her voice barely above a whisper.
She just observed the faint rise and fall of his shoulders. ~
Piles of unfiled documents, confidential reports, and long-redacted transcriptions spilled over every available surface.
At the far end of the room, tucked between open case files, stacks of books, Roy had finally succumbed to exhaustion, unaware of [ 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 ] coming in.