FMA isn't mine :(
"Ma'am is that a firearm you're carrying?" a police officer asked the off duty Riza.
"Yes," she replied truthfully.
"May I see you license for it?"
"Of course," Riza reached for her wallet she kept in herback pocket to find it missing," I don't have it with me, but I am military personnel, I work under the Flame Alchemist."
"And I'm the Fuhrer," the officer rolled his eyes, "Where's you I.D., I'll just fine you this time."
"I don't have it," she stammered, "I'm going to hurt Roy for taking my wallet when I tried to pay for lunch."
thank you to words without and eternal-angelic-innocence for reviewing, and thank you to everyone who read.