Roy Mustang ([personal profile] light_a_spark) wrote2011-06-25 09:47 pm
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Eastern Theatre, Eastern, Amestris - Evening

It was just a normal evening. A general sent to Eastern to do some inspections of the Eastern troops usually ended up getting bored in his evenings. The theatre was only a few blocks away from his hotel and Roy had been visiting it most evenings now. Sometimes even going to the same movie. He hardly got this much free time when he was back in Central.

At least, that should be how it looked. Going regularly earlier had hopefully thrown off anyone who might be watching. He didn't know if Aly would be able to make it. It'd been weeks since he'd last seen her, but she had been fine. Even if he knew without a doubt, that her communications were only covering half of what she'd been doing and he couldn't help worry.

It'd been the right decision to make, he needed someone he could trust down here and the person he used to rely on for these missions was gone. Aly was good, he was just failing terribly splitting his mind between the boyfriend and the General who knew to put his trust into his men, no matter what the risk.

He needed to be that General tonight.

[identity profile] tricksy-spy.livejournal.com 2011-06-25 07:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Aly had followed Roy last night, just to make sure that no one else was tailing him. He'd come up clean - except for Breda who was a complication of his own, but that hadn't lessened her preparations for tonight, and until she actually slid between the rows of theatre seats to take the one beside Roy (thankfully the theatre was crowded enough to make it look normal), Aly hadn't thought they'd actually be able to pull this meeting off.

She'd gotten a little carried away with the disguise - mostly because it amused her to try to predict what Roy's response was going to be to the older, heavy-set woman lowering herself into the seat next to him.