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scriveynerTitle: At the Park
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
AU: Reverse'verse
Characters/Pairing: Ed/Rian
Rating: T
Length: 308
Summary: If he was lucky, sometimes Edward was able to sneak out of the office for lunch.
If he was lucky, sometimes Edward was able to sneak out of the office for lunch. The preliminary portion of the yearly State Alchemist examinations was over, and while his desk was buried under a perpetual avalanche of overdue reports, there were no meetings keeping him in the office during the usual lunch hour.
Another point in his favor was that Captain Hawkeye was out of the office, so he only had to skirt Pvt. Cushler, who was reading a Timothy Quick novel at his desk instead of doing whatever it was that he was supposed to be doing.
It was not quite summer yet; the sun high and hot in the cloudless blue sky, but the solstice had not yet passed. Not far off base was a large park full of market vendors and food carts - it was a popular place, full of families and office workers, with nearly every third person clad in the familiar blue of the military uniform. He purchased his lunch, a sandwich and coffee, and found an abandoned park bench further away from the frolicking children and chatter of adults.
It was a peaceful respite, to eat lunch outside in the shade of large, old trees. After so many years on the road, traveling by foot and the occasional camping out, he missed being able to be outdoors with the same frequency.
“Colonel Elric!"
Edward looked up - the notion of privacy on his lunch break was a thing of the past, especially if he left the sanctity of his office. Fortunately, though, he recognized the voice, and it was all he could do to keep a relieved smile off his face. "Rian, you’re still supposed to be in the South."
Rian Martin grinned as he trotted up. "Train got in early.”
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
AU: Reverse'verse
Characters/Pairing: Ed/Rian
Rating: T
Length: 308
Summary: If he was lucky, sometimes Edward was able to sneak out of the office for lunch.
If he was lucky, sometimes Edward was able to sneak out of the office for lunch. The preliminary portion of the yearly State Alchemist examinations was over, and while his desk was buried under a perpetual avalanche of overdue reports, there were no meetings keeping him in the office during the usual lunch hour.
Another point in his favor was that Captain Hawkeye was out of the office, so he only had to skirt Pvt. Cushler, who was reading a Timothy Quick novel at his desk instead of doing whatever it was that he was supposed to be doing.
It was not quite summer yet; the sun high and hot in the cloudless blue sky, but the solstice had not yet passed. Not far off base was a large park full of market vendors and food carts - it was a popular place, full of families and office workers, with nearly every third person clad in the familiar blue of the military uniform. He purchased his lunch, a sandwich and coffee, and found an abandoned park bench further away from the frolicking children and chatter of adults.
It was a peaceful respite, to eat lunch outside in the shade of large, old trees. After so many years on the road, traveling by foot and the occasional camping out, he missed being able to be outdoors with the same frequency.
“Colonel Elric!"
Edward looked up - the notion of privacy on his lunch break was a thing of the past, especially if he left the sanctity of his office. Fortunately, though, he recognized the voice, and it was all he could do to keep a relieved smile off his face. "Rian, you’re still supposed to be in the South."
Rian Martin grinned as he trotted up. "Train got in early.”
