The Tattoo

[deadeye_shot]

Riza feels sweat beading on her upper lip despite the chill air. She shivers in the dark, clutching her jacket more tightly around herself.

She's nervous.

In Ishval, she asked Roy to burn her, to destroy the evidence of the tattoo condemning her to be a notebook for her father's Flame Alchemy. She wants to be free of those chains. She wants the secret to die with Roy. She wants Flame Alchemy to never again harm another person.

She can't always get what she wants, but in this case... Roy promised to burn her.

So she waits outside the isolated Hawkeye homestead--now even more dilapidated than it was when she was living there--for him to arrive. There are no neighbors to hear her scream.

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[deadeye_shot]

Riza smiles softly, almost shy. "And your dreams?" she asks quietly. "Do you still want to change the world?"

It's what she's always admired most about him. His confession of his ambitions at her father's graveside planted the seed of love, and changed her life. It was because of that confession that she joined the military, to follow him.

[troublesome_alchemist]

"One day I will be Fuhrer." It's said with conviction, even his exact plan on how to get there is... shaky at best. It's probably better she's asking now, than a week or so ago.

Maes had to do some ass kicking. Thankfully, he's pretty good at that.

[deadeye_shot]

"Then you'll have me," Riza says, with just as much conviction. It's a double-sided promise: he'll have her help on the way to becoming Fuhrer, and he'll have her after he becomes Fuhrer, and the fraternization laws are disbanded, as she has no doubt he'll do.