Look! I'm not dead. Physically at least. My brain is either dead, or went on vacation without telling me...
December 11th -- Gracia
She couldn't help but laugh quietly to herself. Mostly because of the phone call she'd received earlier. It had been Roy, asking if she'd help him come up with something to give Riza. Gracia understood what kind of gift he was looking for, even though he was so flustered by now that he'd stumbled rather haltingly through his explanation.
She'd agreed to help, not necessarily for his sake, but for Riza's. She truly deserved the kind of gift Roy wanted to give her, especially considering what all Gracia had heard she had to put up with at that office. Fortunately for Roy, Gracia also understood that it was difficult to come up with ideas for that kind of present.
Summing up how much you appreciate what someone does for you wasn't easy no matter what method you tried. From what she could see, Gracia knew if she didn't help, Roy would likely give up soon. That wasn't going to happen on her watch, even if she had to drag the colonel shopping.
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I've never written Gracia before. It was...interesting.
Midori-Jester: Kitty Go Boom? I ain't even gonna ask. Ed & Fuery shall talk, there will probably be tissues involved, at least on Fuery's part. And I had to use the Tracey thing. It was too perfect, I just couldn't pass up getting Ed in trouble with Winry, and calling Envy 'Tracey' all in one short little drabble. Besides, the description more or less fits Envy. Ed's not completely lying.