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[efface]

[ when the feed comes on, riza's expression is tense. controlled. she's looking straight into the camera. there's an air of professionalism to her as she speaks, but that's to be expected.

she's lived through enough warzones, calamities, and nightmares to know how this goes. ]

My name is Riza Hawkeye. I know some of you, but-

[ not important. she blinks herself out of that. roy was always better at this, wasn't he? okay, breathe. ]

We need to regroup. I'm sure everyone has felt some part of what is going on, but things are getting out of hand. We can't turn on each other at a time like this, not with whatever is happening down below. I know a lot of us are scared, but if we're going to get through this, we need to pull together.

[ a beat, and then she exhales. riza doesn't look fantastic, honestly. she hasn't slept in who knows how long, and with everything going on around the ship?

but she's trying, that has to mean something, right? ]

Anyone who needs help, come find me in the lounge. I know basic first aid and can see what I can do. If anyone has any kind of healing abilities that are working? I can help with those too. I'm trying to collect what supplies we have, but help is appreciated.

I'll be in the Lounge if anyone needs to find me.

[ and then the feed cuts.



ooc timeline wise! this is happening semi-post the event log but pre the wrap-up log! meaning that people who went down in the first log can be back up, but all the dead bodies haven't made it up. she is open for network stuff but also if you just want to action meeting her in the lounge......feel free.

also.....no one has told her about roy yet so. that is open. c: ]

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[efface]

[ she has been keeping busy, and it's an easy enough task to handle. with all the supplies being dropped off, other members of the circle stopping in, wounds to be tended to and then new materials to restock. there has been help, she's not doing it on her own, but it keeps her mind off of everything else.

when he wanders in, riza does notice, but has enough that she's working with that she doesn't necessarily walk over to him. it's not until the newcomer approaches her, curious. riza is polite enough when she turns to him, nodding once, her hands holding a box of bandages. ]

Yes, but you can call me Riza if you'd rather. And I did stay up here. [ she looks him over, the cuts and scrapes and bruises, assuming he'd gone down below and turning to face him more fully. ] Did you need help bandaging those?

[thedarkbond]

[So that tracks to what he'd heard Roy say while they were down below, about asking her to "stay up top". It seems unlikely she isn't the person he was talking about at that time.

He's distracted from that train of thought by her remark on bandaging, though, and he hums slightly in apparent confusion as he raises one of his arms to look more closely at it, as if he hadn't noticed the extent of the injuries. He's aching and exhausted enough in general that pinpointing specific marks hasn't really been a main concern to him.] Mmm, I suppose...I didn't really come here for that, though...

[One of his hands fidgets a bit with his sleeve as he considers how to be at least somewhat gentle in dropping deeply unpleasant news. Usually he'd be plenty happy to do something nicer first and drop bad news later, but that doesn't seem right with this specific kind.] You're friends with that Roy Mustang guy, right? Have you talked to anyone else in the group he went down with...?

["Friends" is a guess, but he doubts he would've jumped so soon to her name in a situation like that, or been seeing or hearing her, if she wasn't somehow important to him. In any case, he'll make sure someone else hasn't told her what went on down there first.]

[efface]

[ she watches him, picking out that there is something specific he's apparently come here for that isn't his injuries, and riza can't help but be curious. but when he looks down to his wrist, riza nods towards one of the chairs. ] If you had something else you wanted to ask, I could bandage you while we talked.

[ and she goes ahead with that plan, setting down the box and starting to rifle through it when he says roy's name and riza simply freezes.

friends? riza turns back to him, her expression a bit harder than it was moments ago. guarded is probably a better word, but she's been so on edge lately that her baseline reactions have a sharper edge to them now. ] We- [ because calling them friends feels...incorrect, for some reason. ] We are from the same world, yes. But He hasn't come back from below.

[ there's a pause, where riza feels her body react defensively, tensing. ] I haven't talked to anyone else, no. Why? Do you know something?

[thedarkbond]

[While Ren sits down when Riza indicates it, he largely seems to be doing it out of politeness and less out of actual concern for his own condition. Nonetheless, Riza's reaction to Roy's name and the change in her expression are answer enough to his question, even if she doesn't quite agree with "friends".

At the question of whether he knows anything, Ren looks up towards the roof, considering.] I didn't see anything...definite, if you were hoping for closure, but I can tell you he didn't just "not come back up" with us. We lost him when members of our group were getting picked off. The first time I met him, he was following a hallucination, and that was early on. I don't think he would've had as much luck against the monster's mind games alone.

[He doesn't specify that he's pretty sure it was a hallucination of Riza that he was trying to follow, because he knows way too many people who'd start blaming themselves with that kind of detail. But even in his admission that he doesn't know anything definite, he sounds sure in what he does say, if somewhat careful in how he's phrasing it.]