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scriveynerTitle: bystander
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
AU: Tobira no Mukou e
Characters/Pairing: Nick, Takeo, Talvi
Rating: T
Length: 339
Summary: The rubber band pinged past Talvi’s nose, but it did not complete its journey - in mid-air the band caught aflame, and nothing but ashes fell to the floor.
The rubber band pinged past Talvi’s nose, but it did not complete its journey - in mid-air the band caught aflame, and nothing but ashes fell to the floor.
The Lieutenant stood in the door, one hand on the doorknob, while Nick clapped enthusiastically. “You are getting better at that every day,” he called over to Takeo, who was still seated behind his own desk. “Excellent shot!"
Takeo pushed his glasses up, a little flush with the compliment. "I’ve been practicing,” he said. “Since my circle is different, I have to manipulate the energy just a bit differently, it’s been throwing my reaction time off."
Talvi sighed deeply, and closed the door behind her. "Don’t you two chuckleheads have any real work to do?” She smacked the bottoms of Nick’s military boots, which were propped up on his desk, leaving clumps of dirt on the blotter.
“Work,” Nick folded his arms behind his head and looked upside down at the Lieutenant as she walked to her own desk. He glanced over at Takeo, who did have something open, and a pen in his hand. “Work, what work?"
"Work,” Talvi repeated, and dropped several folders on Nick’s desk. “Remember, that thing that you get paid for, not lounging around on the military’s time?"
Nick shrugged loosely. "I do the work Mustang gives me. Paperwork? Me and paperwork, we don’t get along too well.” He waved his right hand in the air, the overhead light glinting off the polished metal. He picked up another rubberband. “Hey, Tak, comin at'ya!"
Talvi snatched it out of the air as it barely left Nick’s fingertips. "Hey!"
"Work!” She slammed her hand down on the folders. “I am not your mother! These casefile reports are due before lunch today, you will work on them or ELSE.”
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
AU: Tobira no Mukou e
Characters/Pairing: Nick, Takeo, Talvi
Rating: T
Length: 339
Summary: The rubber band pinged past Talvi’s nose, but it did not complete its journey - in mid-air the band caught aflame, and nothing but ashes fell to the floor.
The rubber band pinged past Talvi’s nose, but it did not complete its journey - in mid-air the band caught aflame, and nothing but ashes fell to the floor.
The Lieutenant stood in the door, one hand on the doorknob, while Nick clapped enthusiastically. “You are getting better at that every day,” he called over to Takeo, who was still seated behind his own desk. “Excellent shot!"
Takeo pushed his glasses up, a little flush with the compliment. "I’ve been practicing,” he said. “Since my circle is different, I have to manipulate the energy just a bit differently, it’s been throwing my reaction time off."
Talvi sighed deeply, and closed the door behind her. "Don’t you two chuckleheads have any real work to do?” She smacked the bottoms of Nick’s military boots, which were propped up on his desk, leaving clumps of dirt on the blotter.
“Work,” Nick folded his arms behind his head and looked upside down at the Lieutenant as she walked to her own desk. He glanced over at Takeo, who did have something open, and a pen in his hand. “Work, what work?"
"Work,” Talvi repeated, and dropped several folders on Nick’s desk. “Remember, that thing that you get paid for, not lounging around on the military’s time?"
Nick shrugged loosely. "I do the work Mustang gives me. Paperwork? Me and paperwork, we don’t get along too well.” He waved his right hand in the air, the overhead light glinting off the polished metal. He picked up another rubberband. “Hey, Tak, comin at'ya!"
Talvi snatched it out of the air as it barely left Nick’s fingertips. "Hey!"
"Work!” She slammed her hand down on the folders. “I am not your mother! These casefile reports are due before lunch today, you will work on them or ELSE.”
