Swapfield!

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A | 1761 Nelson | Morning

[Riza woke early as per usual, but found she was freezing. Even wrapped under the blankets something didn't feel right. There was no weight in the bed next to her, and a moment of abject panic resulted in her groping under the pillow for the gun she knew was there--except it wasn't.]

[She bolted up out of bed, and caught a glance of herself in the mirror and what in the ever loving hell is going on?]

What the hell is going on?!

B | Phone | Filtered to Roy Mustang

Sir? I think we have a bit of a problem...

C | Around Town

[Hi there, Mayfield. There is a rather cross looking "General Armstrong" walking through town. Not that looking cross is unusual for her, of course, but something seems a bit off about the woman.]

[Approach? Be forewarned, she is carrying a sword.]

Comments

B

[canhasfuhrer]

We have a problem? You're not the one who had to wake up next to Olivier Mira Armstrong.

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Are you all right?

[Her voice darkens, and even though it's Olivier's voice, there's just a hint of Riza's usual protectively agitated voice.]

I'll kill her if she hurt you. Being a cranky old woman does not allow her to attack comrades.

[canhasfuhrer]

It's fine, just a blow to the stomach. If I can't survive that I've really fallen a long way.

And you? Any problems so far? Aside from the downgrade in figure, I mean.

[Just in case you're still listening, Major General]

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[Riza will never admit she's got a bit of a jealous streak, but the comment made her laugh weakly on the other side of the line.]

I'm all right. I hate being unarmed, though. And unfortunately, I've never been good with a sword.

[queen_of_swords]

[Yes, she's still there, and heard what he said.]

I'd rather wake up next to Hawkeye than you! Hell, I'd rather wake up next to Havoc!

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I don't believe you're meant to be involved in this conversation, Major General!

And so help me, if you hurt him I will come to your damned flower shop in the pinkest, most flower covered dress I can find!

[canhasfuhrer]

I'll be sure to pass it along to Jean that you're interested, Major General.

[queen_of_swords]

That I'd rather wake up next to him than you, go ahead. And tell your Lieutenant that if she does that, her tattoo will be free for everyone to see.

[magi_punches]

...Sir?

[Bazett is a little alarmed when she sees General Armstrong stomping around with a sword.]

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[Shit. Act normal.]

I'm fine. There seems to be something strange going on about town today, however. I would pay careful attention.

[She hates doing it and she's incredibly crabby this afternoon, but Riza did have skill doing undercover work. She didn't have a choice, so she simply had to play the part. She knew Olivier well enough to mimic the woman's behavior.]

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[Bazett frowns a little bit.]

Sir, do you recognize me from somewhere?

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[Now what?]

You seem familiar, but I can't quite recall your name.

C

[onepointtwentyonewatts]

Oliveir! Wait up! [Emmett surries as fast as he can in his new body. Before pausing for a moment. Wondering if that was Oliver...]

C

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[Damnit why does Olivier know so many people?!]

[It takes a moment before Riza turns around at Olivier's name. Just because she's been pretending to be the woman all day doesn't mean she's good at responding to the other person's name just yet.]

[She turns, stopping.]

Good afternoon.

C

[onepointtwentyonewatts]

['Dexter' looks up and blink]

How are you?

A

[insanefrenchman]

[In the kitchen Nox turns a disinterested eye from the clock he's laid on the table]

Good morning, sweet.

A

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["Good morning, sweet"? And Olivier makes fun of her and Roy.]

[It is so very nice to get something to tease Olivier about out of this, if nothing else.]

Good morning.

C

[snacklist]

[Now that he's seen his body and knows it's in good(ish) hands, he's enjoying the perks of little-old-lady-dom.

Hesitating at the corner of the street, wondering if he wanted to go and feed the ducks or get a pastry more, a little old lady greets her automatically.]

Good morning, General Armstrong!

C

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[Delayed reaction; it takes her two minutes to turn.]

Good morning.

[Olivier knows too many damned people. Riza is seriously debating going to the nearest building and hiding in it until people have stopped wandering the streets.]

Re: C

[snacklist]

[It's the delayed reaction that makes him realise what he looks like, and he's blushing and waving his hands frantically.]

I-It's me! Alphonse Elric, something happened this morning and... well...

C, around town

[ole]

( A teenage girl approaches "General Armstrong." )

Excuse me! Olivier! Wait a moment-- ah, you are Olivier, right?

C, around town

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[At least Riza's getting better at stopping for "excuse me"s.]

[And people are starting to realize that their friends are not necessarily their friends. When the teenage girl approaches her, Riza drops her voice when she responds.]

No, unfortunately the Major General and I have swapped bodies today. Mayfield has a very unusual sense of humor.

I am First Lieutenant Riza Hawkeye.

[And Olivier and I have a tendency to fight like cats. Ok that's a slight exaggeration but they do have a tendency to mercilessly tease one another, and the catfight going at one another does happen sometimes. Often.]

[emperor_cowboy]

[During his travels, he's prone to taking a nap in the most obscure places. Like right now. He's curled up just over there. Don't step on him.]

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[Kitty!]

Hello there, kitty. Sleeping in the middle of the road is probably not a good idea.

[emperor_cowboy]

[Sleepy kitty is sleepy... and barely wiggles.]