Eyes of a Hawk

Report 068 - [Accidental Video]

arrayed_back — Thu, 12 Jan 2012 08:20:35 GMT

[Riza is standing in a bedroom, or what was once a bedroom. It's obviously been damaged by the fire, light flooding into it from the giant hole in the roof, or what used to be the roof if it hadn't fallen in, bits scattered on the bed and floor. Every step Riza takes makes a small cloud of ash rise up just slightly.

It's so quiet and still, utterly lifeless.

She moves to the door of the closet, slowly and carefully turning the knob and opening it, but the hinges have melted and welded into immovable parts. The door then separates from the frame, weakened by the fires, and falls out of her grasp, making more debris fly up. She moves away before it gets in her face.

In that moment, one can see that light floods into the closet, as well; the roof was not spared for that particular spot, either. When Riza looks into the closet, her back to the PCD, her shoulders slump in obvious disappointment.]

No...

[She reaches in and pulls out a tattered and dirty dress, cradling it in her arms. As she turns around, the sadness is evident on her face, and she falls to her knees, not caring about anything on the ground or around her.

Her wedding dress is ruined.

She sits there for a few seconds, just looking down at the garment, until something seems to finally click in and she pulls it, and her knees, to her chest, burying her face into the fabric as her shoulders shake with that first sob that lets loose the floodgates.

The PCD records this for a moment longer and then shuts off.]

Report 067 - [Video]

arrayed_back — Sun, 08 Jan 2012 02:12:19 GMT

[Riza looks a little worse for wear, undoubtedly because she's been running all over creation trying to get a grip on the situation. Still, she's in one piece and unhurt, which is a very good thing right now.]

Has anyone figured out a weakness to these creatures in the sky? I may not have any magic abilities, but I'm a damned good shot, if I say so myself.

[Private to Edward Elric//Unhackable]

I may have a way to stop this, though I understand if you don't want to take me up on this offer.

Report 066 - [Text]

arrayed_back — Tue, 29 Nov 2011 07:10:38 GMT

As I am sure you are all well aware, Col. Roy Mustang has, once again, left Adstringendum. However, should he return by some unfortunate circumstance, please kindly direct him to me, Lt. Riza Hawkeye, so that I may kill him immediately. Thank you.

Report 065 - [Accidental Video]

arrayed_back — Thu, 17 Nov 2011 11:08:51 GMT

[The PCD turns on suddenly, showing a hand pulling away from it as a figure walks farther away, toward someone who is seemingly asleep in a bed. Eventually they are recognizable to anyone who knows them as Roy and Riza, with the former in the bed and the latter looking like she's just come in from outside. It's also evident that this isn't their house.

Riza stands before the bed, back still to the PCD, and looks down at the occupant. Her voice can be heard just audibly, fondness in her tone despite how quietly she speaks.]

You're getting too thin, Colonel.

[Roy doesn't stir.

A few moments pass in which Riza just watches over him, but then her hand reaches out toward one of his, hovering just above it.

But she shakes her head and pulls back, sighing in frustration at herself.]

Stupid, Riza...

[The feed records her sitting in a nearby chair and then switches off.]

Report 064 - [Voice]

arrayed_back — Sun, 30 Oct 2011 19:50:21 GMT

[Another post comes over the network, accompanied by the sound of rain. It's almost peaceful, if you like such weather, but soon a voice (Riza's, if you know her) speaks.

Her words probably ruin the calm atmosphere, though she is calm despite everything.]

I've found a body in the Southeast quadrant. I recognize him, but unfortunately I haven't learned his name.

[A pause.]

I'm afraid if anyone has noticed a young man missing, this is probably him. I won't show his face publicly, but if you want to see it for confirmation, I will do so privately. I will also need help moving his body as the rain has caused his body to deteriorate somewhat, though I have covered him up as best as I can. But be warned, the sight is...pretty gruesome if you are not used to such things.

[She pauses again, but speaks softly this time, as if that will soften the blow about to come.]

I believe he is a part of the Glee club.

[ooc: The dead person is, of course, Blaine. So have fun freaking out!]

Report 063 - [Voice // Forward-dated to Friday]

arrayed_back — Fri, 14 Oct 2011 00:59:18 GMT

Hm.

[There's a pause after this thoughtful noise and then the voice, recognizable as Riza's, speaks again.]

I think I could get used to baking pies. I still need a little work, though.

I hope everyone has been taking advantage of this overabundance of apples. We might get sick of them, but it's food and we never know if we could run into a shortage.

[Private to Roy//Unhackable]

Colonel...I need to speak with you. I'm afraid this conversation is long overdue.

Report 062 - [Video]

arrayed_back — Fri, 30 Sep 2011 11:32:05 GMT

[The feed is turned on to show Riza, which isn't anything out of the ordinary, of course.

Except that she is wearing a tight, black shirt.

Good morning cleavage.]

So, it's morning and mornings tend to be horrible, but it's Friday and that has to count for something, right? Right. But that's not the point here.

I have an announcement to make.

[DRAMATIC PAUSE.

And then Riza grins.]

My boobs are amazing today! And yeah, whatever, some of you won't care, but really. Today is a good boob day. They're just so...so...perky! You don't get that on just any day.

[Yep, studying that cleavage now. Damn, she's hot. She thinks so today, anyway.]

But yes, carry on. Go back to your regularly scheduled lives. And I hope all you ladies have good boob days, too.

Report 061 - [Video]

arrayed_back — Thu, 22 Sep 2011 08:41:34 GMT

[Riza looks completely normal, or as normal as she has looked in Adstringendum, except her hair is loose today. Usually she has it up in a ponytail, so...what is she up to?]

I need someone who is good at cutting hair. I can keep my bangs under control, but I haven't cut the rest in a long time and I don't feel as comfortable experimenting on myself right now.

Any help would be appreciated, and thank you.

Report 060 - [Video]

arrayed_back — Tue, 16 Aug 2011 21:42:24 GMT

[Riza turns on her PCD to make an announcement...

...only to be interrupted right away by three dogs all vying for her attention. At the same time. Black Hayate and Dakota manage to get on either side of her on the couch while Sirius (in dog form) pants happily in front of her. This would be okay if they were sitting still, but as luck would have it, they weren't. Soon enough they're trying to walk all over her and howling in happiness, though Riza really looks anything but happy, so what is causing this behavior?]

Boys, down.

[No response.]

Boys, down! Now!

[She snaps her fingers and points forcefully off-screen. Slowly, Hayate and Dakota follow her orders, but Sirius, while intimidated, only lays down in front of her. And cooperates.]

...Don't even think of giving me a face. I'm still mad at you.

[Riza finally has a moment to breathe.]

Oh my God...

[Private//Unhackable to Alphonse]

Right, as I was trying to say. I hate to be a bother right now and if I ask too much of you, then don't worry about declining. As you can see I'm a little overwhelmed and the cat is really not happy with all this excitement. If you could take him off of my hands for a while, I would really appreciate it. Again, don't feel bad if you can't, I just know I can trust you to take care of him. Thank you.

Report 059 - [Accidental Video]

arrayed_back — Mon, 11 Jul 2011 09:51:58 GMT

[It all happens too quickly.

The PCD turns on by itself (or is it because the piece of dark cloth normally covering it has been pulled away?) and falls to the floor at just the right angle to show not only Black Hayate and Dakota wrestling amongst themselves, but also Riza.

Who just so happens to be changing out of her pajamas and into a shirt for the day.

And if this were one of the filter failings she has been seeing recently, she might be able to forgive it. But instead, a full view of her tattooed and scarred back is shown, the array large and unmistakeably of an alchemic nature. Her biggest secret is right there for all to see.

Unaware, she quickly puts on a bra and her shirt.]

Boys, boys, that's too rough. You can do that outside.

[When she turns to pick up her PCD, which should be on her desk, she quickly finds it on the floor. And sees the recording light on.

Riza freezes, not wanting to speak for fear of confirming her own suspicions, but quietly curses (Shit!) anyway before turning it off.]

Report 058 - [Accidental Video]

arrayed_back — Mon, 13 Jun 2011 07:25:12 GMT

[Riza's PCD has a funny tendency to turn on by itself recently. But this time, she's not drowning her woes in empty bottles or pretending to be fine when she's obviously not. No, this time the scene is playing out in the park and she throws a stick, both of her dogs racing to retrieve it. She waits for them, smiling as she watches the animals bump into each other and playfully fight over the stick.

Black Hayate comes out victorious, however, and proudly trots back, dropping the stick at Riza's feet. She bends down and gives him a quick scratch on the head.]

Good boy, Hayate!

[Of course that makes Dakota jealous. A little ways off, he barks, as if trying to get some of that attention, even at his distance.]

Dakoooota~

[Hearing Riza sing-song his name, the white fuzzball howls back at her, the noise pretty similar to how she had spoken. Riza smiles more and picks up the stick, and tosses it again.]

Go get it!

[Immediately, Dakota snatches up the stick in his mouth, but Hayate is on his heels and jumps on top of him, making an all-too-literal dog pile. Letting the stick fall from his mouth, Dakota decides wrestling with his buddy is much more interesting and proceeds to fight both gravity and the black dog, trying to come out on top.

While all this is going on, Riza watches attentively.

And starts to laugh.]

Report 057 - [Accidental Video]

arrayed_back — Tue, 07 Jun 2011 07:22:20 GMT

[The PCD turns on to show a hand pulling away from it. Soon, it can be seen that that hand belongs to Riza as she moves to stand in front of the cabinets in the kitchen of the House of Love and Pictures. Even though her back is to the feed, it's obvious she's unsure about something. Her hands clench and unclench at her sides and she rocks back and forth, shifting weight from one foot to the other.

Finally, with a short exhale, she reaches toward one of the upper cabinets and pulls out a nearly empty bottle of brandy. Standing on her tiptoes to peer into the cabinet, Riza then also pulls out a shot glass. Well, this is a start. She sets both on the counter in front of her and...hesitates before opening the bottle, but only for a moment. Soon enough, the amber liquid fills the shot glass and Riza throws it back, then sets the glass back down (with a little more force than necessary) and shakes her head back and forth, cringing.

She breathes for second, then repeats, though now the bottle is empty.]

...This isn't enough.

[Sighing, she leans over the counter, resting on her elbows, and lets her head fall into her hands. She doesn't move and the feed switches off.]

Report 056 - [Video]

arrayed_back — Tue, 31 May 2011 02:25:43 GMT

Miss Unohana. I know you must be busy right now and I apologize. However, I find myself in need of someone with your knowledge, so if it weren't too much trouble, could I stop in?

Again, I understand if you're too busy, but I thank you for your time.

Report 055 - [Accidental Voice]

arrayed_back — Wed, 25 May 2011 16:53:12 GMT

[At first, the post is quiet, the sounds of Adstring at night evident on the feed, but as one listens longer, heavy breathing can be distinguished, as if from a distance, intermixed with some moaning and a shuffling of feet. Next, a louder sound of metal sliding on metal, followed by a click, is heard, and anyone who knows firearms will immediately recognize it as the sound of a magazine being put into a cartridge. If one listens even longer still, a high-pitched whining can be heard from even farther away. Is that a dog?

Of course, for anyone dealing the zombies as of late, this scene probably will be easily discernible, though still strangely calm. Whoever is in charge of the weapon clearly has done this before, or something like it.

The pained breathing is getting louder, closer. A shorter click sounds as the gun is cocked. And then, a familiar voice, though it's quieter than usual.]

I'm sorry.

[Riza fires the gun, the echo of the shot reverberating for a few long moments. The breathing has stopped and finally, finally, there's the tell-tale thud of the body falling to the ground. A few small steps and then another cocking of the gun before a second shot is fired, the sound echoing again, though the bullet makes more of a dull sound this time.

The dogs inside bark tentatively, then return to their whining.]

Report 054 - [Video]

arrayed_back — Mon, 23 May 2011 03:24:58 GMT

[This month just keeps getting better and better. Riza had hated to leave Negi during such a horrible time, but this new city suddenly emerging in the Wastes demands her attention. She's made her way to the top of one section of the Great Wall, separating the Safezone from the Wastes, and has her rifle slung across her back, the barrel of the weapon visible over her shoulder. Her hair is pulled back in a hasty ponytail, as well; obviously her appearance at such a time comes second.

But it's still evident that she means serious business.]

People of Adstringendum, there is indeed a city in the Wastelands. I can see it right now. I don't know too much about it, but if you do approach it, please do so with caution. We don't know what kind of tricks the Animus are up to this week.

As for anyone in the new city, we mean you no harm.

[Okay, mostly not. There are some residents that just do not care, but she doesn't want to frighten anyone.]

If any of you can even see this message, please respond and inform me of your situation. The more information we have of each other, the easier it should become to work together and figure this out.

Thank you for your cooperation.

[She ends the feed.]

Report 053 - [Voice]

arrayed_back — Tue, 03 May 2011 09:50:21 GMT

[Riza's voice is quieter than usual and she falls back to relying on an audio post. She doesn't really want to be seen right now, but she knows that everyone needs to know what has happened.]

I have already told some of you this, or you have found out already, I'm sure, but Roy Mustang has returned to Amestris.

[Private//Hackable to Letter Recipients*]

He left letters for you. If you'd like to come here or meet me elsewhere, let me know.

[ooc: *These can be found in Roy's drop post. So if you commented there and Ollie wrote back, you got one.]

Report 052 - [Accidental Video//Backdated to a few hours before]

arrayed_back — Fri, 29 Apr 2011 01:58:31 GMT

[The Meeting Hall is relatively quiet - there are still leftover decorations from the wedding, a month before. From offscreen, but across the room, two familiar figures enter the scene. They were also here a month before. Actually, things don’t seem so different.

Holding Riza close against him with one hand around her waist, the other leads her into a twirl - it’s playful, and when he tugs her back in, it’s to hold her close and press their foreheads together.

If they’re talking, and it’s clear they are - you won’t hear it. After a while they break apart, Roy laughing and Riza smiling, only to clear up the mess on the table behind them.

It’s Roy who approaches the PCD first, a huge grin on his face, and a handful of decorations. His eyebrow arches when he spots the PCD, and instantly his face presses into a pout.]

Riza...

[She walks toward him, some decorations in her own hands.]

Hm?

[A sigh, and a nod toward the PCD, reaching out to take it with a pout. The feed stops a moment later.]

[ooc: I'm feeling like hell right now, so replies will probably be slow. Sorry in advance!]

Report 051 - [Accidental Video//Forward-dated to evening]

arrayed_back — Thu, 21 Apr 2011 10:08:13 GMT

[Riza's PCD turns on to show...nothing of real interest. She's in the kitchen preparing dinner, cutting up an onion. Everything seems normal.

And then the knife slips just enough to cut her finger.

She hisses and pulls her hand away before any blood can get on the food, but as she looks at her finger, the blood pooling around the cut, she tenses up. Her eyes go wide with some unspoken memory and, letting out a whimper, she collapses to the floor, leaning against the counter. Her eyes are now clenched shut and her hands are shaking, but why? Surely she didn't cut herself that badly.

But even after a few more moments, she moans to herself and starts to rock, trying to stay calm.]

[ooc: Say hello to PTSD!Riza. Comments will be from ghostsinthesand since she has better icons XD]

Report 050 - [Text]

arrayed_back — Sun, 27 Mar 2011 22:40:57 GMT

[Everyone (minus the Bad Guys) will soon get a text on their PCD, only it's not a text so much as an invitation.

Ooh la la~]

[ooc: The Baddies consist of everyone on this list, as well as Lucifer and anyone else they deem dangerous. If you're not on the list, but you're unsure if your muse is included, just bug me and I'll let you know. XD]

Report 049 - [Video]

arrayed_back — Tue, 01 Mar 2011 01:20:24 GMT

[Riza is annoyed. Now that last week was over, she realizes how much this week sucks.

Hence the image of the bed in her and Roy's room. Yes, she has untucked all the sheets and rolled them up onto the mattress.]

They smell of smoke and sex and I will not sleep on them until I can only smell soap and your sweat and tears.

[Have a Look. This message is meant for one person and you know who you are.]

Report 048 - [Accidental Video]

arrayed_back — Mon, 21 Feb 2011 02:17:39 GMT

[The PCD turns on to show Riza in bed. With Roy. Which, until some hours ago, is a normal sight in the city. Except, it is current time and this is...quite a scandalous sight.

And then, she stirs!]

Mm...Spike...

[It’s the noise that wakes him. Without a second thought he tugs that warm body closer, a hand gently sliding down from his bed partner’s waist and lower, suddenly stopping when he really registers the words... the voice.]

Hawkeye?

[Wait. Wait. Riza sits up quickly and shows just how naked she is. Also not much of a surprise to anyone who had half a clue before this week.

But again. It’s this week.

And this is just wrong. Riza notices her nakedness and pulls the sheet to her chest, covering up as best as she can before-]

What the hell is this?!

What are you talking about what is this!? Lieutenant, you’re in my bed. Get the hell out before I find my gloves.

[HUFF. Riza looks around and - AHA! - finds her gun on the bedside table, though why it’s there, she has no clue, and grabs it.]

I don’t know what is going on, but we will not speak of this again. Understood?

I would want to speak of such a thing, because? Just get out.

I intend to.

[She slips out of bed and kneels beside it, hiding herself from view. And then realizes her clothes are on the other side of the bed. Oh, damnit.]

Um...throw me my clothes, first.

[Roy however already has his eyes closed, and a hand firmly over his face, pouting.]

Get them yourself, Hawkeye. Like I’d want to--- just hurry up!

[Oh, men are so infuriating sometimes! Riza yanks the sheet out in retaliation, wrapping it around herself as she rounds the be to retrieve her clothing.]

[Well, that’s just low. He yelps at the sudden lack of coverage, and tries his best to preserve his dignity, keeping his eyes covered.]

Goddamnit, Hawkeye. I’ve got my eyes closed!

You may, but that damn device doesn’t.

[Oh yeah. She notices that little red light.]

What? WELL TURN IT OFF THEN!

[He doesn’t bother to keep his eyes closed, especially if she’s covered. With one hand... covering himself, he reaches over, shutting off Riza’s PCD.]

[ooc: Riza is burgundy and Roy is blue.]

Report 047 - [Voice//Filtered from Roy]

arrayed_back — Tue, 01 Feb 2011 04:21:57 GMT

If there is anyone out there who knows how to work some magic with hair, could you let me know? I'm afraid I'm rather helpless when it comes to anything beyond the basics.

You have my gratitude in advance.

Report 046 - [Video]

arrayed_back — Wed, 05 Jan 2011 02:14:38 GMT

[Riza turns on her PCD, the occasional bark heard in the background, somewhere else in the house. She looks as if she is about to announce something, but then a crash is heard, soon followed by dogs whining.

Riza just stares blankly at the feed, blinks, and then sighs as she gets up and leaves the room. She's gone for a few minutes and when she comes back, she makes a private filter.]

[Private to Hawke//Unhackable]

Hawke. I have a potentially strange question to ask you when you have the time.

Report 045 - [Accidental Voice//Forward dated to Christmas morning~]

arrayed_back — Sat, 25 Dec 2010 02:21:04 GMT

[The feed is silent for a moment, but then a quiet sound is heard, a sort of moaning, but nothing that is unpleasant. Instead, it almost sounds like a woman is chuckling sleepily.]

...H-Hey. Stop that.

[She goes back to the chuckling and something sounds like it's moving against sheets, more than likely the woman.]

Tickles~

[It goes quiet again, but then the sheets move loudly and a dog barks once.]

...Black...Hayate?

[Another affirming bark.]

Hayate!

[And then the feed times out.]

Report 044 - [Voice//Filtered from Roy and Rhode and Tyki]

arrayed_back — Sat, 04 Dec 2010 21:16:48 GMT

If anyone has experience with dress alterations, I may be in need of your services.