Title: Casual Observations
Theme: Observe
Disclaimer: All characters are property of their respective owners, Fullmetal Alchemist belongs to Arakawa.
Short author rant: Our lovely English teacher insists we write for fifteen minutes every other day. What better way to spend it than writing fanfiction? I wrote this little piece, then made a list of twenty-four other themes. Please excuse my poor writing.
No one would have cast them a second glance. They were simply two more of them, and what difference did it make anyways? Of course, one may have been a female. Any casual observer would have mistaken her for a male upon first glance, if it were not for the clip in her hair. What they did not notice was that she always remained three steps behind him, that she had a gun within easy reach and that he wore spotless, white gloves.
It was a brown hairclip, rather simple in its design and appearance, but she liked it anyhow. His gloves had a crimson alchemy circle embroidered on the back. These were observations no one else really cared to make, or take notice of.
She noticed that there was a little boy selling newspapers by the statue. A dog sniffed at the dirt, and a group of elderly women milled around the corner store, their voices carrying to where they were. She took notice of the abandoned seller's cart, sitting overturned by house number ninety-two. There was a man walking on the roof of the house with a broom.
Her hand tightened fractionally, itching for the gun hidden in her coat.
He observed that the children were being unusually noisy, there were several hairs out of place on her head and the fountain was a rather unusual shade of green. He made a mental note about the fountain.
She noticed that he smelt faintly of smoke, but not of the burnt flesh and lipids that he complained about. His hair was a soft, coal black.
He realized her eyes were light brown, with hints of red when the sun shined. She cleared her throat.
"Let's go, Hawkeye." He turned to leave.
"Yes, sir."
To the casual observer with their casual observations, they are simply two more soldiers. They know better than to try and change what the casual observer sees.