Dizzy
Her blood was boiling; the only way for her to vent out this frustration was to shoot it out. She changed her clothes and went downstairs, leaving a note for her grandfather that she was out back in the shooting range. The cool night air felt good on her warmed skin as she hurried to the basement door and unlocked it; she went inside and chose two weapons, a handgun and a rifle. The next thing that was heard were gunshots hitting and breaking something glass, but the nearest neighbor was a good mile away and they knew the only girl out of eight children was a great sharpshooter.
END FLASHBACK
"UGH! What do we do?" Patricia said, leaning back on the chair. "I invited those guys to meet us at the club… why don't we just go meet up with them there, then we can decided to go do something else."
"And who exactly are these guys?" Riza asked, her mind still thinking about the incident seven years ago.
"My husband's in the military and he knows some higher ups here in Central, so he called them up and asked them to keep an eye on us. I thought instead of just watching us, they could join us and it would be more fun!" Patricia said.
"Do you know their names?" Riza inquired, the thought of dancing with a military officer at a bar was not appealing to her.
"No idea; all I know is they're good friends and my husband trusts them. So let's get going." Pee-Doo responded.
"No way; I'm not dressed to go out dancing. Besides I haven't done any kind of dancing other than the waltz since that awful night." Riza said. Alicia laughed, catching their attentions.
"So this is who you've turned into… still locked inside your own world, reading books about love you'll never find and shoot guns at inexpensive china…"Alicia said, patting Riza's shoulder. "We're going to bring you out of this right now."
Twenty-five minutes later Riza was dressed and ready to go.
"You guys still have a knack for finding a good outfit; even in nothing but my uniforms." Riza said, spinning around in front of the mirror. Patricia and Alicia had dug around in the back of her closet and found some of the clothes she hadn't worn in years. A short, flowing black dress was found, something Riza had worn to a function with Colonel Mustang. They dressed it up with a pair of heels and a long necklace, drawing attention to her chest; Alicia and Patricia were wearing outfits very similar to Riza's, so she didn't feel overdressed. As her two friends were rechecking their make-up, Riza let Black Hayate out to the bathroom; she didn't know what time she would be home and she didn't want to have to clean up a mess when she did. When her dog was finished, he gave a short bark at her and wagged his tail.
"Thanks Hayate; you look good too." She smiled at her puppy and ushered him inside. The three women went out and Riza locked the door; they climbed into Alicia's car and drove off in the direction of main street Central.