Hey Commander, can you unplug me? [Closed]

[ghostofaqueen]

Characters: Roy Mustang (thewarisover) & Sarah Kerrigan (ghostofaqueen).
Location: Watch HQ Rooftop
Rating: PG
Time: February 16 - Noon'ish
Description: Roy told Sarah to meet him on the rooftop for a lunch he's bringing. Like a good soldier, they are both good at following orders.


[Roy had told her to be on the rooftop of the Watch for noon, and she arrived to gargoyle herself at a corner of the building precisely at the required time. She crouched on the ledge of the building, her arms settled across her knees as she stared off across the city and waited for whatever meal was about to be provided.

They hadn't spoken much, not with all that had happened to him. He needed his peace, and she was willing to give it to him. Until he was ready, he could do as he pleased until he had recovered from his losses... and his gains.

Reaching up, she pushed a strand of red hair that had flown across her face and pushed it behind her ear. She had her own matters to deal with anyway, and her duties were as busy as ever. She never knew who she would bump into while easing through the shadows anymore. She turned her gaze to glance towards Shibusen's looming building and narrowed her eyes at it but said and did nothing more.]

Comments

[thewarisover]

[He watched her a moment before chuckling a bit and giving her a rueful look.]

Kind of like how you ought to tell me more about what's going on with your life and how you feel about things? I can work with that.

[ghostofaqueen]

[She continued to sneer at him, digging at the bottom of the noodle box.]

Don't change the subject to me to avoid your own issues. [She was waspish now, glaring at him.] Your tactics of avoidance may work on others, but it won't work on me, Mustang.

[thewarisover]

I'm not avoiding: I told you everything that I had to. So I think that it's only fair that you take your own advice and tell me what you need to as well.

[Letting friends take care of each other, and all.]

[ghostofaqueen]

[Her jaw worked, but she wasn't chewing. After a moment, she refused to look at him and instead stared at the food.]

I don't... [She visibly struggled] need anything. I'm fine as I am doing what I do.

[thewarisover]

[Still watching.]

You sure about that?

[She didn't have to hide from him. He didn't hide from her.]

[ghostofaqueen]

[She glared at him again, but it had less heat than usual.]

My place will always be at arms-length. I understand that, and I accept it. As a person of my... 'gifts' [She snarled the word.] I have to be.

[She finally shrugged with a defeated air.]

Sometimes I get the delusional want to have something more.

[thewarisover]

You won't know it's delusional until you try it. Things are different here, after all.

[This place had changed him, for one, and Roy knew that he and Kerrigan possessed the same level of stubbornness when it came down to it.]

What do you want?

[ghostofaqueen]

Oh, I know. I've already been reminded of it. [She gave a hollow, humourless laugh.]

The same as every human in this warzone: to have something to live for. [To be loved for once.]

[thewarisover]

And you don't have that yet?

[ghostofaqueen]

[She shrugged.]

I live to serve a greater purpose.

[thewarisover]

But after that's done... what are you going to do?

[ghostofaqueen]

I haven't considered it because it assumes I live through the war and don't return to my... place of human death.

[thewarisover]

Weren't you planning to stay the last time we talked?

[ghostofaqueen]

I was, but... I still don't know if I have a reason to stay. What's the point of living without purpose?

[thewarisover]

Sometimes one comes along after a while. Other times, it's already there... we just don't notice it until later.

[ghostofaqueen]

The current reasons seem to end, so when the time comes, I haven't decided what I will do. It might be best if I simply disappeared.

[thewarisover]

I don't think so. I wouldn't want you to disappear, at least.

[ghostofaqueen]

[She gave a humourless smile.] You should worry about yourself. You probably will die of boredom when the war is over.

[thewarisover]

I mean it, Sarah.

[She was a comrade-in-arms, a valuable soldier and a friend.]

[ghostofaqueen]

[The smile faltered before disappearing, and she looked away again.]

Don't talk all sentimental to me, Roy. You have your place, and I have mine.

[thewarisover]

I do, but that doesn't change anything.

[Still looking at her, of course. Now it was his turn to keep his knee pressed against hers.]

[ghostofaqueen]

You're delusional then.

[She dropped down the food back to the tray he brought it up on and crossed her arms.]

[thewarisover]

Call it what you like.

[He wasn't going to budge on it, and he was going to keep on pushing.]

[ghostofaqueen]

You know that I will.

[Being stubborn came with the trade.]

[thewarisover]

[That made him smile.]

...Well, I guess that's that for lunch, eh?