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[officiosa, adj: dutiful, attentive] "If the ways of this world are based on equivalent exchange, as alchemy says, then in order to allow for a new generation to enjoy good fortune, then the price that we must pay is to carry the bodies of the dead across a river of blood." Indie roleplay blog for Riza Hawkeye. Mangaverse/Brotherhood. Not spoiler free. Tracked tag: officiosa

[sofysticated]

Frozen Rose

[vinesandweepingwillows-deactiva]

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Endless list of favourite songs - Hazy - Rosi Golan feat. William Fitzsimmons

[y-xndere]

myu

[riboku]

[witnessprotectionwithwings-blog]

my shoulders are h e  a   v    y            my ѕιηѕ are too many                       everything i touch                    becomes τλίɴτεɖ      my hands are bloody a million times over                 and every day it’s  ̶f̶̶r̶̶e̶̶s̶̶h̶                             i never asked for this agony this                                                           G U I L T

[officiosa]

ʙʟᴀʜɢ ᴇᴅɪᴛ

[i got my new playlist up, even tho i still have to find another theme ugh. but oh well, here's the track listing for anyone who's interested]

Julia Stone - Maybe

Lucy Rose - Red Face

Sir Sly - Miracle

Lorde - Team

The Paper Kites - Bloom

Of Monsters and Men - Your Bones

The Head and the Heart - Another Story

MS MR - Bones

[ignisrequiem-blog]

{After Hours;} -- Officiosa

Three days, some insignificant number of hours and a few minutes of anxiety later, he found himself here. Tie straightened, charcoal vest pressed to the best his ability, and hair slicked back, aside from the few, always difficult strands that hung in his face. Inhaling sharply, he quickly turned his lips up into a smile as she approached, making every attempt possible to look calm and collected. Which was, to no avail. Inwardly, he was more than a wreck of jumbled words, and the petals falling from the bouquet behind his back didn’t seem to be doing him any favors.

Blonde, and petite though more than capable, she walked, the sideswept bangs bouncing along the rim of her forehead, and chestnut optics causing him to blush. Fumbling for a proper greeting he he quickly presented the bouquet with trembling hands, “Evening, Hawkeye. You’re looking—radiant, as always.”

[officiosa]

              ʜᴇʟʟᴏ  there madam, this is your neighborhood florist — !

     Sharp perception shifted to laconic remembrances of sanguine euphony, innervation of conflagrant sanctuary's affection dusting heroine's disposition with fervor. Triumphant hero's gallantry reduced to mere sputters in an incomprehensible moment— she was tickled.

              Weathered phalanges clutched plush ebony ensemble's hem as residence's gate drew near. Femme indulged prolonged breath— betrayed by comical unease as affinity's impression stood, efflorescent blossoms cradled charmingly.

    Chestnut's gaze remained characteristically focused on officer's visage, roseate flanges curled into euphoric contortion. "Likewise, sir. And I appreciate you taking my advice— I'd rather you not go bankrupt buying roses. However, there's still just one little problem."

[ignisrequiem-blog]

"Perfect. I appreciate it, Lieutenant, really." 

    “So i’ll, give you a call?”

[officiosa]

       "I'll most likely bump into you again after work hours, so feel free to remind me then— And a cart full of flowers won't be necessary this time, sir."

[ignisrequiem-blog]

[aggressively starts scribbling things on paper and pushes over] 

DRACHMA

BRIGGS

XING

CENTRAL

EASTERN COMMAND

XERXES

?

I need an opinion, on location, if you will. You can help me with that, can’t you?”

[officiosa]

    ". . . !"

". . . Yes, sir."

AERUGO 

FORT BRIGGS

CRETA

DAMENO

SOUTH CITY

RESEMBOOL

POSTERIM

EAST CITY

[ignisrequiem-blog]

"No—that won’t be necessary." 

   ”Just take a seat okay?”

[officiosa]

  "I— Yes, sir."

            [quietly obeys]

   "What would you like my help with?"

[officiosa]

   ”Of course, sir. I assume it’s urgent? You look rather troubled.”

[ignisrequiem-blog]

[closes door and sits at desk] 

     ”Troubled isn’t what i’d call it..”

[officiosa]

   "Well, I suppose that's a good thing. Perhaps you've been lacking proper rest lately? Food?"

[officiosa]

   ”Well, sorry to have kept you waiting.”

                          “—How can I assist you, Colonel?”

[ignisrequiem-blog]

"I—uh.."

     ”Can we talk in my office, Lieutenant?”

[officiosa]

   "Of course, sir. I assume it's urgent? You look rather troubled."

[officiosa]

 [tamely clears throat] 

         ”… Sir?”

[ignisrequiem-blog]

"Lieutenant—"

     ”Just the person I was looking for.” 

[officiosa]

   "Well, sorry to have kept you waiting."

                          "—How can I assist you, Colonel?"

[ignisrequiem-blog]

[sneaky roams halls]

[officiosa]

 [tamely clears throat] 

         ". . . Sir?"

[officiosa]

lieutenantqueenhawkeye >> officiosa

[fa-aew]

I can’t get enough of turdlewexler’s analysis on Roy’s role and the whole analogy with the chess game so I caved and just drew the gang.. OTL;

I’ll fix this up later hahaha—

[officiosa]

"No sir, that was last Friday. Is … everything all right?"

[ignisrequiem-blog]

"Everything’s fine, Hawkeye. Don’t worry."

[officiosa]

"Are you sure? I could always get you some coffee if you need— or I can ask Havoc to get some takeout."