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Missing - Fire and Ice
Ari sighed as she sat down on the train, she still had things to take back to Central and so Mustang had decided to accompany her on their last trip from East City to Central, making the transfer final. You didnt have to stay behind on my account, sir. I just had last minute paperwork to deliver to another office and a few things to pack up from my apartment. She sighed, looking slightly tired. The day had ended late for her and everyone else had left before them. Only Mustang had stayed behind to accompany Ari to Central.
Well, when we get there Ill drive you home. Its safer than leaving you to walk home. Roy reasoned. Noticing his secretary attempt to hide a yawn, he sighed giving her a soft smile. Didnt I tell you to use me as a pillow earlier? I really wouldnt mind.
Looking up at the man sitting across from her, Ari glared. No way, if I fall asleep youll do something funny to me. She stat
Tears - Fire and Ice
A few months had passed since Captain Ari Leroux, Colonel Roy Mustangs secretary, had discussed her past with the state alchemist that was also under the Flame Colonels command, alongside that state alchemists little brother. Edward Elric, the Fullmetal Alchemist, and also the older of the two boys, had gone through Ari several times so he wouldnt have to report in as much to the Colonel, and things had become peaceful around Eastern HQ. That was until the call came in about Lieutenant Colonel Maes Hughes.
Hes .dead?! But what happened? Hughes was always careful about his health and his only annoying habit was bragging about his wife and daughter! Ari snapped at her commanding officer when he told her the news over the phone. Hughes was an honorable man.
Lieutenant Colonel Maes Hughes was promoted two ranks in death. His rank is now Brigadier General Maes Hughes, Captain. As you were originally his secretary, I under
five hour energyi suppose
last week was only an aftershock
of the earthquake you were before.
this place used to vibrate
with metal strings and melodic,
testimonies to life,
emitting coffee-scented moods
and the burn of it too.
i had memorized the
sounds of silence,
i couldn't help but relish it.
no longer had i known
the sounds of folk
and scent of mocha-
you became nothing more
than an echo of the laughter
i so desperately needed to hear again.
then the echoes got louder,
bouncing ferociously off the walls
to be made manifest
i walked into your room
expecting exactly what i found-
an unmade bed,
and an empty beer
(the one that you insisted you needed
just days ago).
i pressed my nose
into the pillow
for incense and cologne and starbucks
to penetrate my mind
and thinking fervently
i already know
what a clean sheet smells like."
how strong an aftershock can be,
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