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So this is the prologue to enlisted. I know I should have posted it first. But since the whole story is one of those that was born in the early hours of the morning (between 2 and 4) and thus sort of all messed up because the brain powers of someone still awake at that time is significantly lower that what it should be. Especially if the person is writing to de-stress as I often do, especially lately. So yeah. Prologue now and other stuff later. Still trying to figure out exactly how far I want this story to go. But it will definitely reach into ishbal I think. But like there is a rather big story arc that I am going to be focusing on… hopefully.. But now that I am working on this whatever oneshots I write will end up being within this ones timeline plot whatever. Because that is sorta the way my brain works. So it will be annoying. Hopefully I will be able to alter them enough to just go fit them in the 100 themes. Anyway. Now story!

Introductions

Riza Hawkeye, carried her lunch tray over to an empty table in the mess hall, and sat down. She sat by herself not because there were no other empty seats at any of the other tables but because she didn't want to sit with anyone else. And she was extremely shy. She didn't know why but she just always had been. It was something that had carried over from her childhood of being shunned for being the daughter of the alchemist. She knew it didn't matter here because no one knew of her past but it was still something she did automatically. I really need to break this habit and get to know people. She thought to herself. Vowing to sit at a table with other people at it starting next week. She started eating her food in silence.

"Hey, can I sit here?" Riza was startled out of her thoughts by the sound of a male voice. She looked up from her food and saw the source of the voice. A young blond man who was taking a cigarette out of his mouth and tucking it behind his ear. "The name is Havoc, Jean Havoc. And you are?" He smiled at her.

"Riza Hawkeye. Its nice to meet you. Of course you can sit here, I mean why would you ask?" Riza replied hoping she didn't sound crazy.

"Well it looked like you were enjoying eating all by yourself so I didn't want to interrupt whatever it was that you were gaining by eating alone." Havoc said laughing, and sitting down across the table from her.

"I wasn't really getting anything out of it. I guess you could just say I am extremely shy, and still haven't gotten the nerves to go up and actually sit with people." Riza said, surprised that she was opening up to this man so easily.

"I see well, now you will sit with me and I will introduce you to people." Havoc said grinning.

"No its okay, I don't mind sitting by myself if you have friends you would rather sit with." Riza said hurridly, hoping that he wasn't sitting with her out of pity.

"Don't be silly! You are new too aren't you? What we've all been here a month? Bet you haven't even started basic gun training yet. I know I haven't." Havoc said.

"well that is true… but don't go out of your way to be friends with me."

"you are being stupid and silly. I'm havoc and you are hawkeye and now we are friends. Now eat up. I want a cigarette before we have to go back to training." Havoc said giving her a look that said it would be stupid to refuse.

The two finished eating and dropping their plates at the collection point, they walked outside into the warm spring air. Havoc lit his cigarette and took a puff.

"Do you have an extra cig?" Riza asked. Glancing at him.

"you smoke too? Sure." Havoc said digging in his pocket for a very crushed looking pack of cigarettes and handed on to Riza, who took a book of matches out of her pocket and lit the cigarette. Sliding her back down against the wall of the building she sat down. Havoc did the same.

"so where are you from?" Havoc asked.

"The West area. And where are you from?"

"The east, my parents own a general store in a small town out in the country."

"That's nice."

"What about your parents, what did they say about you joining the military?" Havoc noticed Riza's face cloud, and she took a long pull of her cigarette. "sorry, did I say something wrong?"

"No its okay, my parents… they are dead. I don't have any family, so no one to go home to which, I guess is why I shouldn't really say home is in the west. Because it isn't anymore that's just were I am from." Riza gushed out and than bit her lip.

"Sorry, I…"

"Its okay, not like it's your fault or anything." Riza said.

"I guess… that's horrible though, so you just live here in central now?"

"yeah, until I graduate and get stationed somewhere else."

"I see what you mean."

"Don't worry about it. Hey, we should probably get back now, lunch is almost over." Riza said, putting her cigarette out and standing up.

"Yeah, I guess so." Havoc agreed standing up as well. "Will I see you around?" He asked. Riza smiled and nodded.

"Definitely, you are the first friend I'v made here, so far."

"That will be changing." Havoc said punching her lightly on the arm.

"Yeah right." Riza said shaking her head and waving as they parted ways.