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thewarisover.livejournal.com[This transmission comes on sometime after lunch. The feed comes on, but it’s pitch black.]
...just stay still, all right?
[The voice is tired, exasperated, and... well, tired. Now the hand that was on the screen is pulling away. Have a Mustang sitting in the DOGs office - he’s not facing the lens again, but looking towards the couch. ...Is that Dojima?]
As it is, I don’t think I can drag the both of us home like this.
[Yes, it is Dojima, face turned away from the camera and the room in general, but it’s obvious that he’s looking a little pale. Perhaps more than just a little. He stirs while Mustang speaks, the arm that’s dangling off the couch coming up to drape over his eyes instead.]
M'fine.
[Pursed lips on Roy's end. OBVIOUSLY, Dojima, you weren’t. Roy, however, will deal with you later. He turns away to pour a glass of water, which he plops down on the table he’s pulled up right beside his partner, then he looks towards the lens again.]
As the lot of you can probably see by now, I’m going to have to take the rest of the day off. Nanako, can you make sure that your father’s bed is ready? Please prepare some soup for him too - I’ll take care of buying some medicine. Hawkeye, Havoc and Hughes: take care of the office once you’re all back here. Armstrong, Masaru: you're going to have to take over my district yet again... it's the Shopping District now, since Carmine and Genesis are handling my old one. [Pause.] I’d like some help, too, getting this guy home.
ooc: This color is Roy, and this color is Dojima~ we don't have anyone lined up for helping these two get home, but we're hoping it'll either be one of Mustang's crew or Souji. XD
...just stay still, all right?
[The voice is tired, exasperated, and... well, tired. Now the hand that was on the screen is pulling away. Have a Mustang sitting in the DOGs office - he’s not facing the lens again, but looking towards the couch. ...Is that Dojima?]
As it is, I don’t think I can drag the both of us home like this.
[Yes, it is Dojima, face turned away from the camera and the room in general, but it’s obvious that he’s looking a little pale. Perhaps more than just a little. He stirs while Mustang speaks, the arm that’s dangling off the couch coming up to drape over his eyes instead.]
M'fine.
[Pursed lips on Roy's end. OBVIOUSLY, Dojima, you weren’t. Roy, however, will deal with you later. He turns away to pour a glass of water, which he plops down on the table he’s pulled up right beside his partner, then he looks towards the lens again.]
As the lot of you can probably see by now, I’m going to have to take the rest of the day off. Nanako, can you make sure that your father’s bed is ready? Please prepare some soup for him too - I’ll take care of buying some medicine. Hawkeye, Havoc and Hughes: take care of the office once you’re all back here. Armstrong, Masaru: you're going to have to take over my district yet again... it's the Shopping District now, since Carmine and Genesis are handling my old one. [Pause.] I’d like some help, too, getting this guy home.
ooc: This color is Roy, and this color is Dojima~ we don't have anyone lined up for helping these two get home, but we're hoping it'll either be one of Mustang's crew or Souji. XD
