[ she leans over to look at what he's looking at, even though riza knows full well what he is looking at, and roy sighs as she straightens to stand, to go get something from the bar.
defeated before he even started. the nerve. ]
Whatever you'd like.
[ easily enough, before he
slightly petulantly
places a few more pieces of money on the table, to slide toward her because he's paying for it, dammit. ]
I doubt anything in a bar can be bad once you've had a few drinks, so maybe start with that, and we'll forget the food soon enough.
[ and she will let him slide the pieces over, waiting for just a moment longer to make sure he's done before picking them up herself. ]
We are going to get food later, even if it means the rations I have up in the room. [ as much as she wants to deal with a blackout roy mustang, not tonight.
it doesn't take her long once she does make it to the bar, gathering two drinks - ciders, actually - before heading back to the table. the room seems to be filling, though, as she has to weave through something of a crowd before making it back to the table and sliding back in next to him. ]
[ by the time riza makes her way back over, roy has relaxed into watching the rest of the room. and, so when riza slides back in next to him, he has to adjust a bit so she can sit against him properly, as he reaches over to pick up the cider.
smooth. very smooth. ]
Interesting?
[ as he takes a drink, watching the people move through the room. ]
There's a woman who looks like a cat. Not sure if that's normal or not, around here, but I'm thinking it is, given no one's shocked at her ears.
[ as always, there is something to say about the easy way she slides right up against him, properly. that especially now, in the atmosphere of the tavern, something about the physical contact feels more right.
she shakes her head. ] No one seems shocked over anything here. Horns and tails are common, and these... [ she reaches up to flick at the back of her own ears, long and...well. not awkward, necessarily, but they feel a bit as much on her. ]
[ he glances over at her ears, but only for a moment -- before roy takes a sip of his drink. it's not the worst beer in the world, but definitely not the best... all the same: ]
I think I'm one of the few who escaped without being altered.
[ just a normal human wizard, that's roy. ]
They even gave me free pajamas to wear.
[ which he is not wearing because wtf are wizard robes?? no. ]
I'm insulted at your perceived lack of my own flexibility.
[ with a(n entirely dramatic) scoff, as he takes a drink of his own mug. but it is true... roy isn't entirely sure how he would feel, if his body suddenly changed. he feels rather fortunate, to be stuck as the same old him, without much fanfare. ]
I could definitely pull off being a demon, minimum. I even have the reputation to match.
[ he is 99% sure the devil of ishval has been tossed around more than once. ]
[ she watches his dramatics with little more than a raised brow. she's aware of the names he'd been given, and she's also aware of the names that hadn't been spoken aloud. but that doesn't mean she likes them - jokes and all.
but riza doesn't say anything about it. ]
I still don't think it'd suit you. Especially the colors. Red is just a little too...on the nose.
[ the raised brow causes him to pause for half a second, and roy is about to ask what? when riza continues talking. clearly not important enough to verbally mention, but ... ]
I like the color red.
[ mildly enough. ]
But not enough to become red. It might be a bit too much. A little too over the top.
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defeated before he even started. the nerve. ]
Whatever you'd like.
[ easily enough, before he
slightly petulantly
places a few more pieces of money on the table, to slide toward her because he's paying for it, dammit. ]
I doubt anything in a bar can be bad once you've had a few drinks, so maybe start with that, and we'll forget the food soon enough.
[ sound policy, from future fuhrer roy mustang. ]
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We are going to get food later, even if it means the rations I have up in the room. [ as much as she wants to deal with a blackout roy mustang, not tonight.
it doesn't take her long once she does make it to the bar, gathering two drinks - ciders, actually - before heading back to the table. the room seems to be filling, though, as she has to weave through something of a crowd before making it back to the table and sliding back in next to him. ]
Anything interesting happen?
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smooth. very smooth. ]
Interesting?
[ as he takes a drink, watching the people move through the room. ]
There's a woman who looks like a cat. Not sure if that's normal or not, around here, but I'm thinking it is, given no one's shocked at her ears.
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she shakes her head. ] No one seems shocked over anything here. Horns and tails are common, and these... [ she reaches up to flick at the back of her own ears, long and...well. not awkward, necessarily, but they feel a bit as much on her. ]
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I think I'm one of the few who escaped without being altered.
[ just a normal human wizard, that's roy. ]
They even gave me free pajamas to wear.
[ which he is not wearing because wtf are wizard robes?? no. ]
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[ she laughs a little around the words, looking him over for another moment or two before shrugging and drinking from her mug. ]
Not sure you would have pulled off horns and a tail well anyway.
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[ with a(n entirely dramatic) scoff, as he takes a drink of his own mug. but it is true... roy isn't entirely sure how he would feel, if his body suddenly changed. he feels rather fortunate, to be stuck as the same old him, without much fanfare. ]
I could definitely pull off being a demon, minimum. I even have the reputation to match.
[ he is 99% sure the devil of ishval has been tossed around more than once. ]
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but riza doesn't say anything about it. ]
I still don't think it'd suit you. Especially the colors. Red is just a little too...on the nose.
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I like the color red.
[ mildly enough. ]
But not enough to become red. It might be a bit too much. A little too over the top.