Private FMA Roleplay

[Princess Noshwash]

Mustang looked to the man and sighed. "Thank you, but I really couldn't be a burden to you, especially when you're injured yourself. Besides, I really do feel fine other than a little weak, a headache and being really cold...Maybe I should change back out of these clothes."

((Or maybe Havoc could change him ;D))

[LilyVanVamp]

((He's not an invalid XD))

"Well, I guess that's a start. But like I said before; you can stay here as long as you need to. It's not a problem. Seriously."

[Princess Noshwash]

((Pfft, like Roy needs a reason for Jean to strip him!))

Roy sighed heavily. "Okay...thanks," he agreed, no longer possessing the energy whatsoever to argue back. He lay down in the sofa, prepared to just sleep there.

[LilyVanVamp]

As Jean was about to get up an make the two of them some breakfast, there was a knock at the door, which made him jump. "Who could that be at this time of the morning?" It was actually more like 12:30pm now. They'd slept in for a long time.

[Princess Noshwash]

Roy sighed heavily and opened his eyes, annoyed with whoever dared to interrupt his almost-sleep. He forced himself to get up and go to the door before opening it.

[LilyVanVamp]

Jean grabbed the door keys and wearily unlocked and opened the door. On the other side of it were Riza and Alex, and behind them stood Fury, Falman, and Breda.

[Princess Noshwash]

Roy peered beyond the man's shoulder and sighed when he saw who it was. "Why are you all here?"

[LilyVanVamp]

Riza smiled although she was concerned at the fact that Roy looked worse than before. "We just came to wish you both well. Hmph, still in your PJ's Jean?" Jean went a little pink before turning back and frowning at Roy since he was still wearing his wet uniform.

[Princess Noshwash]

"You should all be working, should you not? As far as I know, I haven't allowed you any time off..."

[LilyVanVamp]

"There was more to the Fuhrer's note. While you are off work, you have lost all authority. For the time being anyway. The Fuhrer gave us our lunch break to come and see you."

[Princess Noshwash]

Roy grumbled. He was tempted to ask many questions, such as: were they really working for the Fuhrer? was the note from him genuine? why were they working directly below him in Roy's absence? but Roy just didn't have the energy. He turned his back on the mass and headed to the stairs.

[LilyVanVamp]

"Hmph, well, you seem well enough to be your old moody self."Riza muttered as Roy walked away. "Well we'd better be heading back." "Wait!" Jean ran into his bedroom, drew Roy's gloves from under the bed and ran back to Riza, handing the gloves to her when he reached the door. Riza nodded in understanding and gestured to the group behind her. "If he gives you any trouble, just give me a call." She threw Jean a smile before closing the door behind her and following the others.

[Princess Noshwash]

Roy looked over his shoulder at the retreating soldiers then sighed heavily. He hadn't meant to be that irritable with him, but he just was not in the mood to converse; he could barely keep on his feet!

[LilyVanVamp]

"Hmm, lunch time already. Arrr, I'm too tired to eat." Jean locked the front door and slumped onto the sofa. He pulled a cushion under his head and lay his good arm over his eyes.