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Re: Past Memories-They Do Come Back and Haunt You (One on One FMA RPG)

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Director of Music:
Roy didn't care too much for pressure.  It didn't bother him to much...in military.  With women, especially the one glaring, and had set his couch on flames, pressure, did matter.  A lot. 
"That, was a..girl.  You said you knew my reputaion Arianna."  Roy glanced at the couch.
"Looks like...oh forget it."  Roy took his jacket and said, "I'm going out for a drink and some air."

Roy stepped outside to the little lake just beside HQ.  He took out a cigarrete and a small bottle of beer he had taken from his home.  He chugged down his can of beer and took a drag and sighed.

Fai:
Arianna doused the flames and realized that she would indeed have to sleep in the same bed as Roy. She walked into the kitchen and plopped down on a chair. "What have I gotten myself into?" She sighed and looked around the messy kitchen. "I did say I would get to it later...It's now later." She stood up and tied her hair up into a pony tail before getting to work cleaning up the kitchen. Anything to get her mind off Roy.

Director of Music:
Roy stumbled back into the house after 3 hours outside.  The aura that surrounded him was a mixture of alcohol and smoke...not pleasant.  His eyelids were half closed and he collapsed onto the half burnt sofa.  He didn't care if Arianna came in right now and screamed at him.  He wouldn't move.

Fai:
Arianna wiped her forehead as she walked out of the kitchen. It at least looked presentable now. She walked into the living room and saw Roy collapsed out on the couch. She rushed over, "You were out drinking again weren't you?" She wrinkled her nose, "And smoking? Roy! You idiot! Come on, into the shower. You need it more than me." He lay there on the couch and barely looked up at her. Arianna sighed and attempted picking him up, but it was no use. She grabbed his hand and with dificultly got him into the bathroom, "I better hear water running Roy!" She said before going back to work on the kitchen.

Director of Music:
Roy, bedraggled, barely felt himself being pulled by Arianna to his bathroom.  He looked at the bathtub, he looked at the door...he looked at the bathtub...he looked at the door...he turned on the water and slowly got in.  It pained him to do so.  He sat in the hot water and let it ease his pains.  He got out and put on his pajamas.  He stumbled outside and collapsed on the couch again.  He hadn't bothered to dry himself and his pj's, including the rest of his body, was soaking wet.

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