It's been a long past few days lately. When Roy wasn't spending time with Aaliyah, Riza, or any of his friends here, the male was thinking. He was thinking back to what Margaery and Suiteheart suggested to him- advice on marriage. They were the only ones who knew what Roy was thinking of doing- proposing to Riza. Roy was well aware that he has feelings for her, and that she has them in return. He's definitely taking a huge risk of skipping the whole dating part, but that wasn't necessary for them. Their relationship, the bond between the two, has gone back for years. Roy trusts his life in Hawkeye's hands, even to a point where he gave her the permission to shoot him in the back if he ever went down a dark path. In their past life, the sense of dedication and loyalty they had for one another was strong, and even here Roy can feel it. When Riza said she'd 'follow him into hell', she really meant it, huh?

There was one more thought that ran through his mind. "What will we do now, Colonel?" Roy could almost hear Riza's voice ask him, thinking back to their conversation they had before Roy went to Margaery and Suiteheart. Back there, Roy wasn't entirely sure what to say. Whatever life they had before coming here was over- everything they worked for went down the drain. She was no longer a Lieutenant and he's no longer a Colonel. He knew if he told her that they could finally live their lives together right then and there, it wouldn't have gone well. The two lived their lives understanding what they wanted was illegal, and nothing could be done about it. Back there, it would still have felt impossible to do. But now, long days of thinking have past by. He can't let these old thoughts plague his mind, he has to do it before it's too late.

Roy made his way over to Riza's room, biting back a sigh as he stepped into the doorway. Roy took one step forward, gaze instantly landing on the maned lioness. Roy's face wore a serious, authoritative expression, as if he was her commanding officer once again. "Lieutenant," He spoke with a commanding tone, "I need to speak with you, follow me." Without leaving room for an explanation, the bobcat quickly turned around and began to pad out of the doorway, heading to the grand circle of the observatory. It was probably weird that Roy mentioned he wanted to speak with her, especially in a public area. He was certainly hiding something, but hopefully she'd follow his orders.

Roy would find himself sitting down on the ground, hiding an earring box behind him. Roy made sure it was well hidden- he wasn't about to allow Riza to see it and ruin the surprise. Roy had something special in mind, his proposal to Riza involved some flame alchemy. It wasn't much to worry about- he'll make sure the observatory doesn't set on fire and hopefully Riza will say yes. Now, Roy can only wait for her arrival.

[ [member=942]Lt. Hawkeye[/member] ]

✯ — The scrawny Halo had attended a wedding once.  She had not seen the proposal but she had been there... Lessa bit her lip, her one visible eye flickering from Roy to stare ahead at seemingly nothing.  Perhaps she had pretended she felt happy that day; her emotions had... Confused her that time.  It hadn't worked out anyway. He'd gotten himself killed.  The two split up.  She lost track of both them and their children.  Sometimes, she wondered if he was still out here; he'd been in one of her last homes but... Disappeared.

They all disappeared.

Lessa believed in love, or she rather thought she did.  Perhaps it was the idea she was fond of, since everytime she tried it, it turned and laughed at her face.  The marten had never gotten close enough to anyone to even consider a relationship as official as married.  It was special, she supposed.

Maybe it would work out for them.

Quietly, she shuffled off closer towards the walls of the Grand Circle, deciding to stay out of the way, ignoring the inquiring look Calum gave her as the hawk tailed her movements.

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Versailles... doesn't know what a wedding is. She knows about relationships forming together out of need for survival, need for an heir, need for a closeness that can't be shared with another. Her mother had been mated several times when she was still alive, however it had mostly been out of survival need than love. She knows about unions, she knows about mating, she knows about partnership - but a wedding is a completely alien to her.

There's something in the air that she can't quite put her paw on, and it's that sense of not knowing that draws her closer to the small gathering, quickly finding her place somewhere behind Sutieheart. She notices that Lessa and Shininglight have joined the crowd and flash both Ascendants a curious, tentative smile. She wonders if they can already perceive what's going on, see something that she can't.

While Roy waited for Riza to make her way over, Roy quickly thought through the process of proposing to Riza one last time. He wanted to make sure his thought process was completely correct, that his idea wasn't extreme(at least in his and Riza's eyes- the lieutenant has seen him perform large amounts of flame alchemy before), and that nothing will go wrong. As the maned lioness began to make her way over, Roy glanced at their gathering clanmates for a moment. He noticed a few familiar faces in the small crowd- Suiteheart, Shinninglight, Lessa, and Versailles. For the moment Roy glanced at Suiteheart, he caught that smile on her face- she knew what was about to go down. Hawkeye was completely right on assuming Suiteheart had a part in Mustang's plan- as he went to Suiteheart and Margaery for advice earlier in the week. The other three, now they probably don't know what exactly is going to happen- but perhaps Suiteheart's excited expression drew them over.

Roy didn't look at the four for very long. His glance at them lasted mere seconds, before snapping his head back in Riza's direction. His gaze instantly landed on the maned lioness- his lieutenant, assistant, bodyguard, and queen. The two of them, have gone through so much together throughout the years until now. They knew each other when Roy began to learn flame alchemy from her father, and then later on, completed his studies from her father's notes tattooed on her back. They've been sent to war, both ordered to kill their own countrymen in a mass genocide. They were the only two in Roy's unit in East & Central who knew each other before the civil war. While their dedication and loyalty to one another back then was strong, there were laws that barred them from ever thinking of each other as more than just subordinates.

The anti-fraternization laws. As badly as he wished those laws were abolished while they were in Amestris, it wouldn't have been easy. The anti-fraternization laws were set in place for years, and the military had to plans to remove it anytime soon. It certainly wasn't going to be abolished under Fuhrer King Bradley, that's for sure. And if there was some kind of miracle and they were abolished, they wouldn't be in a sudden relationship with the snap of his fingers. It wasn't that easy in a military standpoint, really.

But it's different here, which Roy began to realize that the moment he learned they were stuck here. This world is different from Amestris. There are so many components to this world that Roy Mustang could point out that wouldn't be the same back at home. One example is the society in this world- not once has Roy seen a human, this society is full of species of animals, and they can communicate to one another. Most importantly, the anti-fraternization laws do not exist here. Never once has Roy come across a rule that bars anyone from marrying someone else or being in a relationship with another. Not only that, but everything they worked for- their plan, unit, country, and most importantly military ranks are no longer of use to them. While Roy often refers Riza as 'lieutenant', they both know she is no longer a first lieutenant, and that they're calling each other their old military ranks from a force of habit.

Without the anti-fraternization laws in place, it got Roy to think more and more about their situation. Roy knew in the past that he cared about Lieutenant Hawkeye, and she cared about him in return. It wasn't everyday one almost breaks down at the thought of the loss of their commanding officer. Back then, Roy wouldn't have dared to admit her feelings to him, and he knew she'd do the same. Any kind of hints that were suggested, any conversations they had in person or on the phone, they had to make sure that they gave no indication to anyone that there might be something more going on between them. But here, those thoughts in his mind began to get louder and louder, until he knew he couldn't ignore them any longer. He had to talk to people he could trust, and put aside those thoughts that wanted to give him doubt. The thoughts that wanted him to conditionally believe what he's thinking is wrong, while it isn't anymore.

Roy kept his gaze locked on her, ears pricking up as he listened to her speak up. She had every right to question why he was bringing her out in the grand circle- rather than his or her room. While he could have easily proposed in private, the size of their rooms wouldn't have been enough. If he did his plan in either of them, without a doubt a large fire would have broken out. Instead of giving her an answer she'd like to hear, he decided to push his plan forward. She'd quickly learn why he brought her out here in a few short moments.

"Riza Hawkeye," The melanistic bobcat spoke up with a loud, commanding voice, blue eyes gleaming with seriousness, "We are no longer barred from Amestris's anti-fraternization laws!" She could probably get a sense of where Roy was going to take this from here. Simultaneously, Roy quickly pulled the earring box from behind, opening it as his flint claws snapped. Roy was a master at flame alchemy- he knew how to create explosions, pin-point aiming, and even the understanding of keeping his flames under his control. There was more he could do, such as kill flames, or even raise the oxygen density around someone to make them dizzy. There were a few sparks, and not even a few moments passed by as his controlled flames went into the air. The flames quickly began to form letters, that would quickly change to words and then, to a question.

Will you marry me?

Not once did Roy's flames touch any surface of the observatory, he kept the fire strong and going- not once did it shrink or grow in size. It stayed as perfect as Roy Mustang imagined it to be. Roy's gaze didn't even tear away from Riza, Roy was that confident in his flame alchemy. Roy held the open earring box in his paw- a beautiful, single diamond earring shining under Roy's firey message. Considering Riza couldn't wear a ring, Roy hoped a earring would suffice- he'd even pierce his own left ear if she says yes at their wedding.

And finally, feeling the heat against his fur, the Flame Alchemist spoke up one last time.

"Riza, I want you to be more than just my lieutenant."