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The lid started rattling about before being pulled away from the outside. There, smiling down at them was Fuery, Black Hayate and many other military personel, all of which were looking incredibly relieved.
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Roy sighed exhaustedly when he saw the familiar faces and the light, and he put the fire out of the lighter. "Major, you go first."
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The major was out of there before you could blink. He then offered a hand to Hawkeye who in turn offered a hand to Mustang. Black Hayate started jumping around at the site of Hawkeye. "Not now Hayate. Didn't we have to get the Lieutenant to the hospital? ...Hmm?" By now Havoc had fallen asleep. The site of him asleep in the Major's arms like a baby made her smile.
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Mustang took Hawkeye's hand to get out of the sewer and sighed. "Yes, get Havoc to a doctor as quickly as possible, please," he requested.
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"We'll all go. You don't look so good yourself Sir." Hawkeye stopped to pet Black Hayate before turning to Fuery. "Can you look after him for me while we're gone?"
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Fuery saluted the woman and nodded eagerly. "Yes, Sir, Lieutenant Hawkeye," he agreed before tending to the dog.
"I hit my head, but that's all," Roy assured his lieutenant. |
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"You should still come with us Sir. You're soaked to the bone. At the very least you've probably caught a cold." Hawkeye signalled eagerly towards a waiting van. Without saying anything, the major started walking over. "Sir?"
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"Second Lieutenant Havoc should be your main priority," he said before looking to the major.
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Hawkeye was starting to get annoyed. She knocked the colonel to the ground and starting dragging him over to the van. "Sorry Sir, but you're not getting sick on my watch, now, with respect, get in the van!"
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"Ah!" Mustang cried as he fell to the floor. When he felt himself being dragged along, he dug his heels into the ground. "I won't get sick! Just make sure that Havoc is dealt with before I am, is all I'm asking! And I don't need to go to hospital!"
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Hawkeye continued dragging him towards the van regardless of his reluctancy to go with them. Armstrong held the door open and Hawkeye dragged the colonel in before jumping out and locking the door from the outside. She then got into the passengers seat at the front of the van and turned back to the colonel and the major. "After wandering about in the sewers, we all need to go and get ourselves checked over, but don't worry Sir, we will request that the Lieutenant be seen to first."
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After a moment of hesitance, Roy sighed and nodded. "All right. Thank you, Lieutenant, Major. "
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When they arrived at the hospital, Havoc finally woke up, so suddenly that the major flinched and the lieutenant hit his head on the roof of the van; for the second time that day.
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"It's a shame hospitals can't treat stupidity," Mustang commented from when he saw Havoc hit his head.
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"Hmph..." Havoc stretched a bit. He then took a good look around and realised that the major was still carrying him and gave him a shifty look. "You can put me down now Major..."
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