"Does anyone know where I can find the taisa? He still needs to sign this pile of paperwork." Hawkeye asked as she walked around the base.
Roy was currently on his way back to his office, a tissue between his fingertips. He sneezed into the Kleenex, looking rather tired and sickly. Well, of course, that was because the Colonel was sick, but he couldn't afford to miss work, even if he did hate it at times ok, most of the time.
Hawkeye meandered around looking for the taisa, the stack of papers growing heavy in her arms. She frowned, then turned left, and immediately ran into Mustang and the papers flew all over the place, her hand twitched towards her gun. The taisa had 10 seconds left to explain...make that 5.
Colonel Mustang blinked, slowly taking in the fact that Riza's palm was near her handgun. The poor guy was just tired...so it took him a little while to notice such things. Anyhow, when he finally did realize the act, Roy opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out. Instead, he sneezed into his tissue once again.
Hawkeye blinked. "Taisa? Are you alright? You could have called in sick you know..." she knelt down to pick up the fallen papers. "But as long as you're here..." she dumped the papers into his arms, "you need to sign these." "I'm fine...just a little ill," Roy replied, sniffing once. He glanced down at the papers curiously. "What are those about?" Hawkeye sighed irritably, the Taisa was a little slow today, "You need to sign them" she repeated patiently. "Sign them? Huh..." Roy took one randomly from the floor and stared at it. Riza stood by and waited patiently, another stack of papers in her hand. After a few moments, Mustang turned to face Riza. "Got a writing utensil?" he asked, blinking as if he was in a daze.
Riza sighed, "Why don't we go to your office sir?" She looked around, "And where is Fullmetal? I haven't seen him for a while" Riza asked. "I sent him on a mission yesterday...unless he's decided to ignore my orders," the Colonel's eyes shifted from side to side, "in which I wouldn't be surprised. Anyhow..." He pivoted around to walk back to his office. Riza followed him, and sighed as he ran into the door. "Allow me sir" She opened the door
Roy marched in towards his desk. He slapped the paper down and quickly signed it, not bothering to read it. Riza sighed, "You're supposed to read them before you sign sir" she passed him a second paper. Roy felt like saying something along the lines of "to hell with that" but decided not to do so. "I know, I know..." He began reading the second paper.
Riza stood by patiently and held another paper at the ready. Before having the tip of the pen touch the paper, Roy sneezed (again) and dropped the writing utensil. "..." Hawkeye sighed and handed him another pen. She needed to go walk Black Hayate soon, if only the Taisa would hurry up and finish his paperwork...
The Colonel grabbed the other pen, nodding once. He then quickly signed the document, looking rather annoyed. Hawkeye wondered what the taisa was annoyed about, and she really needed to walk Hayate before he pissed in the...the sounds of a stream of water hitting the taisa's door reached her...well never mind then, she pulled out her gun and shot straight at the door.
Roy quickly perked up and stared at the bullet indentation at his office's door. "Huh..." He had lost his concentration completely. Hawkeye glared at Mustang, "Paperwork sir...now..." She went to the door to let a shaking Black Hayate outside Roy blinked once then yawned, taking another slip of paper from the stack. He began reading it before collapsing onto the desk in exhaustion. The Colonel sighed, his head beginning to feel a little hot. Hawkeye came back, and placed a cool hand on Mustang's forehead and jerked back reflexively, "Colonel, you have a fever. Go home; I'll take care of the rest of the paperwork"
Mustang slowly glanced up at Riza, frowning. "You sure?" he asked without thinking, although he wanted nothing to do with the documents OF DOOM. Hawkeye glared, "I'll call Havoc for you sir..." she tilted her head thoughtfully, "However if you insist, and since you're fever's not that bad, you can take these home with you and bring them back tomorrow" She dumped half the pile of papers into a box and handed it to him. "The others can wait till tomorrow" Roy punched himself mentally for letting those last words slip out from his mouth. He slowly sat up and took the box with a frown and sighed. "Thank you, First Lieutenant Hawkeye," he answered with slight sarcasm.
Unfortunately Hawkeye caught the sarcasm, and fingered her gun...Mustang had 15 seconds to get out the door...with the papers! And get at his dorm, before the rounds started going off... 1... 2... 3... 4... 5... Poor Roy's eye twitched, seeing the anger in Riza's eyes. He rushed out the room, the box in his palms. Riza humped and locked up the office for the day, carrying her coat and the other half of the papers over her forearm. She'd take the rest of the day off.
The Colonel lazily unlocked the door to his room, yawning as he turned the knob. After placing the box full of papers down onto the floor, he made his way to the bathroom to grab a small hand cloth that he dampened with water and held it to his forehead. The fever seemed to be much warmer, now. Roy sighed, not wanting to sign any of the documents. He went to lie down on his bed, the hand cloth still atop his forehead, hopefully bringing his fever down.
"As
long as you get the paperwork done by tomorrow Taisa...and you'd
BETTER do it!" Hawkeye called. Mustang ignored the voice outside,
pulling up a blanket and drifting off to sleep...Hawkeye twitched
-BANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANG- chick 'Out of rounds'
thought Hawkeye, 'Oh well,' she figured Mustang got the
message. She left, Mustang's door, and her gun, still smoking. She
glared at all the people peaking out of their doors and left the
building. Now she'd have to polish her gun again...
Roy was
greatly startled. His eyes quickly opened, hearing the bullets
ricochet loudly off his door. Mustang coughed into the blanket then
slowly got out of bed to sign the papers.
Hawkeye
watched Mustang get up to sign the papers from his open windows. She
smiled and replaced the gun into her shopping bag...looks like she
wouldn't need it after all...And she was down to the last bullet,
she'd scrounged it out from under her bed. She walked towards the
shooting range for more bullets and to practice her aim.
Roy
picked up the box and placed it on his table, sighing. He grabbed a
chair and sat a pen in hand. Just when he was about to read the first
one, the Colonel rested his head upon the table, although it was cold
and hard, falling asleep. Black Hayate barked, and Riza was back with
more rounds...-BANG- The bullet sailed through the window and landed
next to Roy's head, a note attached to it. "Taisa,
paperwork...NOW"
Mustang froze, straightening up in his chair and reading the note. Damnit...she always seems to be watching me... He glanced over at the window then back at the papers. Roy grabbed the top paper and began reading. It was then he realized that he had left his cold cloth on the bed...and his forehead was burning up. The Colonel felt slightly dizzy, so decided to stumble over to the bed to his cloth and take it back to the table. Another round with a note sailed through the window, "Taisa, if you don't feel good, sign the damn papers in bed!" The silent "You never read them anyway" hanging in the large blank space left on the paper.
Mustang blinked, shrugging at the note. He slowly grabbed the container of papers in his arms and walked over to his bed, dropping the box right before reaching his destination. He, as well, fell along with it. He felt so...dizzy...and the cold cloth was still on the table. Hawkeye decided it would be a good idea to leave, he was paranoid enough already. And he was sick. So as long as he got the papers signed by the next day, she'd let him procrastinate for once...Roy glanced around at the papers scattered all over the floor, still lying on the ground. He groaned, his vision blurring, and he eventually fell unconscious due to the fever.
Edward sighed as he headed towards the base then to Mustang's office to report back on that lame-brained mission he went on. "I don't see why he keeps sending me on such pointless missions" he said referring to Al though he didn't once look to him "next thing you know he'll have me retrieving cats from tress of something" he grumbled as he walked in the building the stated towards Mustang's office. Riza was just leaving HQ, when she saw Ed, she blinked, "Edward, the colonel has a fever, and he's not in right now."
Ed stopped and turned towards Riza "Mustang's sick eh...?" he asked with the hint of amusement in his voice and indeed he felt like laughing for it seemed as long as he had know Roy he never once was sick. "Well then I suppose this report will have to wait... unless you want to relay it to him or should I just wait..." he asked crossing his arms over his chest looking rather smug.
Riza glared, "Edward, deliver the colonel your report please" She thought for a moment, "And please give him these papers, he needs to sign them by today" She handed him a box of papers. Meanwhile, Mustang was pathetically lying on the ground of his dorm, sweating from the fever. He was still unconscious...and didn't look like he was going to sign those papers anytime soon. "Edward, hold on just a second" Riza walked towards the dorms and fired her gun -BANG- "PAPERWORK NOW SIR!" Turning towards Ed, "I believe the colonel is now awake, Edward, you may deliver your report now"Roy slowly opened the eyes, having the gunshot as some sort of alarm clock. When he awoke, he was still sweating terribly, so he decided to make his way towards the table for that cold cloth. Of course, it wasn't as cold as before, but it worked anyhow. Mustang picked it up and held it to his forehead.
Pushing a stray lock of
red blond hair out of her face Sudina walked around the city looking
first to a letter she held in her hand then up for any signs where
she was going or who she and her sister were assigned to work with
"umm.. I think we're lost" she said dryly as she looked
to her dark haired sister.
"I know the letter says Central
but other then that nothing other then names.." she said as she
walked over to a shop looking in the window before turning back
around to look at her sister. "Umm why don't you go that way and
look and I'll go this way" she said pointed the direction she
would be going "this way we're sure to find... something"
with that she head off.
After a little walking she heard the sound
of gun fire "what the..." she asked as she ran of in that
direction. Seeing a girl with blond hair and warring what appeared to
be a military uniform. "Excuse me..?" she started hoping
this person would point her in the right direction "I'm looking
for a Colonel Roy Mustang..." she said quietly
Hawkeye, replaced her gun into the holster at her side, and turned towards the girl, "The colonel is sick," she said shortly, "I'm 1st lieutenant Riza Hawkeye, I'll pass your message along to the colonel."
The
sound of amusement fell form Ed's voice as he looked to Riza "but
you said he was sick... and" he gave up and nodded walking
towards Mustang's dorm and knocked lowly almost to low to be heard
for in truth he hated giving reports of Roy for it seemed he knew
already what Ed had done so what is the point of reporting? Ed
asked himself mentally.
The sound of anthers voice, a girl's, as
well as one he didn't recognize made him turn his gaze for a moment
looking to see if he recognized her form some where but didn't.
Knowing she wasn't asking him he slowly opened the door to Mustang's
dorm "might as well get this over with" he sighed.
"He is sick, and he's using it as an excuse to procrastinate," she fingered the trigger of her still smoking gun.
Alphonse had decided to follow Edward, since he did not have a chance to talk to his brother before the state alchemist left with The Taisa's secretary. "Brother, perhaps if Colonel Mustang is sick we should bring him some soup or flowers to cheer him up?" He asked hesitantly. Ed was always in a bad mood before and after reporting in to his superior.
Sudina blinked
"message...? oh then you don't know" she smiled "I'm
Sudina Silverwolf.. also Know as the Blaze Alchemist. I was assigned
to report to Colonel Roy Mustang.. got a letter conforming it here"
she said holding up the letter "said something about working
with others as well.. But I thought it would be best to report to Roy
first, sorry to here he's sick... but maybe you can help" she
said still keeping the smile on her face. That was one of the big
differences from her to her sister even though they were like night
and day, quite literally.
"Oh... right" she said
suddenly remembering she wasn't really dressed as she should be but
it wasn't her fault the uniforms were to big "My sister, the
other one assigned to work with Roy is in the city as well only we
split up err so... if you don't believe me I got a pocket watch I can
get out.."
Riza scanned the letter quickly not really reading it, "Working with others...He might be talking about Fullmetal. What do you need help with? The colonel's busy with paperwork, and he, also, should be receiving Edward's report about now." Hawkeye fired the gun over her shoulder at the Roy's window.
