In a solitary office in military headquarters a blond sighed.

It wasn't all that remarkable, unless you consider the individual it came from never showed any signs of fatigue, stress, or indeed any emotion at all.

At least, according to her co-workers.

Therefore it was unusual for the ice-queen mask to slip a sigh not directed at them for slacking or for inappropriate behaviour. Hell, if her co-workers got too bad or were too out of hand then the only thing she'd let slip would be a menacing aura that threatened gunfire that would rival any fear-inducing monstrosity that ever cursed the planet.

"Something wrong Lieutenant?" Colonel Mustang raised an eyebrow.

1st Lieutenant Riza Hawkeye raised her head, startled, "Nothing at all Sir."

"Maybe it's the weather." 2nd Lieutenant Jean Havoc suggested. Indeed the atmosphere had been heavy all week; muggy and electric as storm clouds gathered overhead throughout the week causing a lethargic mood to creep across the city and, in particular, across the military base. Luckily the week had been a slow one – as far paperwork and events-wise – and now they had arrived at the end with relatively no paperwork and no outstanding deadlines. In fact all the above-mentioned things were unusual, considering which office they were talking about.

"It's nothing, I believe I already asserted the fact." Said the Lieutenant wryly, one eyebrow arched. Hands swift, the papers on her desk were neatly placed in the out box and the remainder of her already spotless desk ruthlessly organised. "Now if that is all…" She then stood, jacket and satchel just as quickly donned, and saluted, "Lieutenant Riza Hawkeye leaving duty at 1800 hours. Goodnight Sir."

What to do? She seems fine enough, thought Roy. "Goodnight."

She nodded in acknowledgement of the chorus of farewells and left with Hayate scurrying lopsidedly at her heels in a puppy imitation of a march, a perfect example of her normal exit. The ringing of his desk phone prevented Roy from further contemplation, sultry tones sending shivers of anticipation down his spine in accompaniment to the sudden influx of drool in his mouth; "Savannah! Well hello…"

The rest of the subordinates assumed resigned demeanours and went about their business, clearing away basic loose ends before taking their leave; none of the men wanting to be stuck in the same room as their schmoozing commanding officer.

"Are you able to get away from your work for me?" A clear invitation if there ever was one – a golden opportunity – and only fool would let it slip through his fingers.

Roy Mustang was no fool.

"I'm just getting off work; I can get you some gorgeous seats to that new musical you like…" His tone ended in that playful, teasing note he took with his dates.

"And maybe after we can take a nice little walk before the rest of the evening's entertainment…" The woman played along, giggling slightly as she trailed off her little innuendo.

"Pick you up in an hour."


WitW: Bit of a cliff hanger there. Couldn't help it. Got 2 reviews and a fave so I'm riding on the delirium high of hapiness! Wheeeeeeeeeeeeee!
Roy: You mean there's actually someone -an idiot- that actually reads your stories
WitW: Just for that you're not getting any sex in this, or any other fic. Ever
Roy: WHAAAAAT?
WitW: In fact...*takes out shotgun and aims* you got 10seconds before I change your procreating abilities...

*Mustang starts running, Riza appears*

Riza: Isn't he out of range?
WitW: *lowers gun*
Riza: See? You let him get too-
WitW:*Reaches into a pocket to get out a pair of glasses* I hate being blind *takes aim and fires, Mustang drops like a fly*
Riza: ...

*Riza sways on her feet slightly and looks at this author like she's some kind of god, Havoc appears*

Havoc: Hey Chief, did you by any chance rip that off of League of Extraordinary Gentlemen?
WitW: Maybe. Either that or I have Hyperkinesis (Alphas=AWEsome)

So please review or I'll shoot you through a vent ^_^


Also - finally something to do with the story - I want your conspiracy theories.
Anything, everything, hit me with your best shot!

Just what do you think Riza Hawkeye is doing?