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Madam seemed to have struck a nerve when she pointed out that he had been treating her the same way her father had treated her. Why didn’t he realize it before he never meant to do such a thing, his heart sank even lower his breath’s continued to shake once more as he lost what tiny bit of composer he was able to muster a few moments ago. He was angry at him self how could he do that to her and not even realize it. He wanted to speak but the words died in his throat before ever reaching his lips he wanted to damn himself for being so foolish. That’s why she left how could he have not realize what he was doing to her. Once Madam put her hand on his knee and spoke again. Roy listened doing the best could to cry silently so as not to alert every one outside the room. When she said that she needed to forgive him self for what he did during the war his hands clenched his cane tighter his knuckles that where already white became even lighter. It was impossible he could never forgive him self for what he did. He stayed silent for a long time after that as he tried calm him self enough to speak. “Madam, can never forgive my self for what I’ve done no mater how much time passes however I’ve been very foolish lately, I swear I will never again let her feel like she’s second to anything in my life… I’m going to go bring her back but there are a few things I need to do first, I’ll need your help.” Roy let go of his cane and put his arms around Madam, “I’m sorry I put you through this for so long.” Roy rested his head against her shoulder as he had done as a boy inhaling the sent of smoke and perfume that permeated her clothing. “Thanks mom,” Roy spoke quietly in a deep voice just above a whisper, he rarely called her mother, but always saw her as his mother. As Roy pulled away he turned his head up to face her and smiled, “I’m sorry I’ve been such a foolish son, I’m going to do the right thing…” Roy sat back down taking his cane back into his hands, “I’ll find my way back to the bar give me a moment alone to regain my composer, I‘ll be out in a little bit.”

As he sat there silently thing about what she’d said she took solace in her cigarette, hoping he would have the courage to take charge. When he looked up at her and spoke, Madam swelled with pride as she listened to the newfound determination in Roy’s voice. She knew he would never forgive himself for what happened during the war, but she knew that was a battle for another day. “Roy boy, you know I’ll help you with anything you need…” She stood up and walked to the door, she opened it up and lingered looking back at him. “Son,” she said pausing for a moment as she rarely called him son, “I’m so proud of you.” She wiped an emotional silent tear from her face thinking about being called mom for the first time in years. “I’ll be behind the bar when you’re ready.” She shut the door behind her and paused, thinking about Roy and what was ahead of him. “He’ll be alright,” she smiled to herself and walked over behind the bar as she surveyed the room and took another drag.

Close to twenty minuets had passed by the time Roy stepped out of the room and began making his way over to the bar, he could since that all the eyes in the room were on him now, even costumers who didn’t know him personally knew who he was and watched him crossly with out saying a word. Roy knew he should have gone some place more privet perhaps called Madam to come speak with him though at the time he left his office he wasn’t thinking clearly. After all it wasn’t exactly the safest thing for him to do going out in public in such a manner. Their were still many people who believed that the changes he was now making to the government were going to fail and cause the country to fall into anarchy. He did how ever anticipate that reaction their has never been any new leader through out anytime in history that had the complete and total trust of his people. A few steps away from the bar he stopped as his face cast a surprised expression. “I didn’t expect anyone else to be joining us I fully expected Grumman to come,” Roy paused and gave a smile as he tapped his cane twice on the ground, “I knew Ran Fan was fallowing us she’s done a good job of teaching me to recognize the energy of different people and Ran Fan’s is quite specific. However I never expected your wife to show up Hughes or for Havoc to rush over so quickly. Your brand of smokes stand out in this bar Havoc oddly enough I‘ve learned to recognize that sent as apposed to the other brands in the room, And Garcia always where’s that same perfume, Hughes often has that sent to him when he comes into work late, pardon me for noticing.” Roy tapped his cane again and then walked over to a seat beside Grumman, “I know what your thinking Sir, you think that since it was your idea to have me play up the womanizer part, that this is some how your fault but that’s not true. I played that role because it was important for people to assume I was interested in nothing more than rank and women. The facade has served us well. Its my fault Riza left and I know why. So I want you and Rebecca to stop blaming your selves….Riza left because I made her feel unwanted. I’ve been focusing all my attention on my work and in doing so I broke one of the most important promises I’ve ever made to her..” Roy shook his head as he supported his elbows on the countertop of the bar and rested his head in his hands. “I’ve been treating her the same way her father used to treat her, I’ve consumed my self with my work and made no time to show her that I care about her. Grumman I’m sure you can understand what I mean, I promised her I would never become like her father and I’ve done just that. I couldn’t even realize this mistake on my own it took the wisdom of my mother to point it out to me, but despite the fool that I am, I may be able to make this right again. She’s waited a long time, and I’ve made her wait far longer than I should have, all of her friend’s have gotten married every one around her that she knows has settled down. Hell, even Fullmetal moved back home and got hitched to his mechanic. I can’t believe I’m saying this….but… Hughes I think it may be time I took your advise. So Maes, might you know anyone who would like to be my best man? maybe someone with an adorable daughter who can also serve as a flower girl...”

((Wow I've actually never done a rp where Roy has been in his situation. I’ve been in rp’s where I was already married to Hawkeye but never one like this. XD))

~ Rebecca Catalina Havoc ~
At Madame Christmas bar, with all the group.

"So you accept that you made a mistake?" said suddenly alright again, lively and with that tone of scolding " I knew it!!! you were doing something wrong! " Joking, well she used to be like that, was a funny change but smiled " Im happy that you are alright Mustang, and I will stop blaming myself " said now more seriously, smiled again, and suddenly opened more her eyes, he was talking about marriage?, NO!, cant be!, that was the apocalypse, but she just saw his determination to do the things right " well, well, well, seems that somebody finally will enjoy a little bit more of his life " said softly, holding a hand of her husband.

(Gees... it's been ages since I've done Grumman. Hopefully it will be a good post. Crosses fingers and begins typing.)


At this point, good old Grumman was a bit tipsy but still able to comprehend all the commotion that was going on in the bar. He was in the middle of one his old war stories when he sees Roy exit the back room into the bar. He is shocked to see how upbeat his mood has become since the last time he saw him. As Roy walked up to Grumman and proceeded to sit next to him, sweat began to cover the advisor's brow. The reason for Grumman's nerviousness was his deep sense of guilt but upon hearing Mustang's appology, his guilt is replaced with a sense of relief. In fact, the old man begins to cry, although silently. He turns to Roy and says "Thank you Sir. I am forever grateful for your forgiveness." When he hears Roy talking about marriage, the old man heart beat skips for a brief moment. He chuckles from being overjoyed at the thought of his granddaughter and his protege finally getting married.

“As a matter of fact I do have a plan and as for your help well you can all help I’m going to need it a lot of it. First thing I’m going to need is a drink my nerves are razor sharp..” Roy rested his head on the countertop wile pulling back his charcoal black hair, “Riza, I’ve know her for so long, the first time I met her my voice was still in the process of changing I was squeaking all the time. She thought it was the funniest ting in the world granted at the time she was still only 8 or 9 years old at the time. I would be introducing my self and my voice would get really high and then it would get really deep.” Roy chuckled as one of the girls brought him his usual drink of chilled stray dog whisky. Roy finished the drink in one swift gulp then began to imitate his voice changing. “Hello Miss my name is Roy Mus-tang.” Roy attempted to give a high pitched tone as he tried to imitate his boyish childhood voice then Roy’s voice went from very high to low as he spoke his last name, Roy smiled and shook his head as the madam’s girls giggled and laughed before handing him off another drink. “I really don’t think she liked me very much those days, her father hardly ever spent time with her to begin with and hen I came into the picture what little time he did spend with Riza was cut even shorter he spent all his time in his study even when he wasn’t teaching me he was in his study she hated me at first. Their were times when we got along though….Master Hawkeye would let me take a break from studying so I could play and run around a bit before going back to my studies. We would play games together…Then when I enrolled at the military academy at 16 her father kicked me out I didn’t see her for 3 years after that. I came back as a privet at age 19 she sure as hell wasn’t a little girl anymore she was 16 at the time and that’s when she started teaching me flame alchemy, I moved into her fathers house with her a month after he passed away and she started teaching me. That was really difficult for me to concentrate we were both teenagers then and well I think you all know what I’m getting at. The last time I had seen her she was just this skinny really awkward tom girl then I come back and she’s…..” Roy paused for a moment not being able to think of an adequate description, lifted his second drink to his lips and tilted it back again finishing it in one gulp. “I was completely nerve racked, and the whole time she was teaching me I kept up this idea that I had to keep our relationship platonic not just for the sake of my studies but I knew that being in the army would leave me no time to have a real girlfriend and I would just end up making her sad. Plus back then I was positive I would be sent to fight along our borders either by Creta or Aerugo, knowing that it was easier for me to keep away form having a serous relationship she had just lost her father I thought I would just be putting more of an emotional strain on her if I tried anything. So I never let on that I had any feelings for her..” Roy wasn’t much of a heavy drinker these days so after the two double shots right in a row he was now begging to feel the effects of the alcohol. Roy traced his finger around the rim of his glass wile he sat quietly for a moment recalling a few old memories. “That house has a lot of history between us, back at a time when everything was simple looking back we seemed pretty innocent back then but I’m sure I wouldn’t have thought of my self as being innocent at all in those days. I remember the first night I had come back to stay with her, after my shower I went down to the kitchen for a drink of water before bed I was in my boxers but I thought she had already gone to bed so when I walked into the kitchen and saw her in her night gown I froze. I had never been so embarrassed I was practically naked and the fabric of her night gown was nearly transparent all I could do was focus on getting my glass of water and pretend that I wasn’t the most awkward moment of my life. I started talking about the physical properties of water, how its our number one fire stopper yet the two elements that make up water are flammable how the molecule’s unique shape makes every snowflake five pointed how it’s the only element that is buoyant in its densest form as ice, how nothing could live with out water. I went on about how cool water was for a good 5 minuets at least my glass of water was over flowing onto my hand and I kept dumping it out and getting a fresh glass as if the sixth glass would be colder then the fifth.”

(Honestly I stopped at the first line....>.<)