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                 Everything he said made Riza feel hurt, it’s funny that she wasn’t hurt due to the        ‘accusations’ being placed to her by Havoc but because how ‘spot on’ it was. Everyone        knew, even Havoc  knew that there was something brewing between her and Mustang        however there’s one thing they weren’t quite right......                                                                              .........that fact alone made riza almost laugh.

                              “ There maybe something, but Jean there’s really nothing .” 

                 Riza was never the type to sugar-coat anyone, if they wanted answers from her --       that much then she will spill it without hesitations. She just want’ed to finish any conflicts       that may damage her relationship with Havoc and the Colonel.

                 “ We long finished any possibilities that may occur. Those things would just                     be a Hindrance to our GOALS -- HIS GOALS.  and if you want the truth                     so much, then i’d give it to you. “ 

                The smile on her face was distant, as she averted her gaze to stare out of the ---     window, admiring the freedom the citizens have, that they could have had if they choose     to be selfish and greedy. 

“  Just  give  up  Jean,  you’re  not  going  to  win.  ”  Breda  sat  back  in  his  chair, arms  crossed,  perhaps  a  little  too  confident.  “  I  can  drink  you  under  the  table,  anytime.  ”

                   “ Last I checked, Hughes, this was nothin’                       like a slumber party. Not like any one I’ve                       ever been to. ”

         WHILE THE topic at hand was more lighthearted, Jean tried to formulate some kind of strategy to get out. If they hadn’t ran out of bullets, he would’ve suggested shooting the hinges off the door, or around the lock. Unfortunately, as luck would’ve had it, they had only a few left and they couldn’t afford to be wasted on a door.

                   “ Maybe  if  you  use your head,  you  could                       break the lock in. Might be thick enough– ”

         “ha HA -- very funny, jean.” maes grumbles. “maybe you should try YOUR head -- doubt there’s anything there to hurt.” he huffs, pressing his back against the wall, trying to keep as much distance as he can. he cannot believe their luck. one minute, they’re hiding for safety during the mission, and the next a loud CLICK. eventually, they’re going to have to blow cover and break the door. . . if they can manage it. 

                  Love can be expressed through different ways, she knew, she learned about it        at a very young age. There’s a love for family, love for friends and also love that is for        things and possessions. Her father, her very own flesh and blood had made her ---        feel and learn that people will only love her  due to the importance of the secrets she         was carrying, and one of the people who proved that theory was the one she serves        he was there not for her, but for the array that was written on her, and when she did         found a new love from Havoc. She fears that it will end up just like with Roy.....

               However, she was still a human after-all, a fool who lets her heart decide things       for her own good. Leading her to reveal the curse that was given to her by those who       told her they loved her. 

                    “ I trust you.. and it’s all up to you, if you want to break this trust.”   

◤From that eye meme - accepting // @smckinggun

          Riza knew that she was eye-catching, in fact she has a lot of suitors  when she was    young; her one prominent features was her eyes, it was like a mixture of gold and honey,    rare as the finest amber in the land that she had gotten from her mother, whose long , lost    ancestors was the Xerxesian and the only thing she had inherited from her deceased mom    so she was quite proud of it.

          And for havoc to notice it, (who seemed to be interested only at the size of women’s     chest. )  she felt a small pride bubbling her. Her gaze averted to the ground, head tilted     down, to hide the forming blush on her cheeks, she didn’t act like this whenever people     comments about her eyes, but Jean was different thing.