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Sat Sep 05, 2009 8:08 am by Riza Hawkeye Mustang

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What Happens in the office
Sat Sep 05, 2009 8:08 am by Riza Hawkeye Mustang
(this is written like you are looking trough Havoc eye's, and I don't know exactly how to say this in English) You may post the next part in another style if you like that(like you are Mustang for example)

On a monday moring Havoc entered the office at his usual time. Fuery, Mustang, Fallman and Hawkeye were working already. Fuery was reparing a radio and Fallman was reading some d...

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after the attak
Sat Oct 20, 2007 7:42 pm by Riza hawkeye
Groaning as she stepped out onto the street, Hawkeye stubled lightly over her feet, feeling to numb to even feel the light rain falling from the engorged sky, plastering her golden hair to her pounding head.

Letting her mahogany eyes fall downwards, she watched her pup trotting by her side, happily jumping into the growing puddles of water.

sighing she let her head...

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The streets of Central at night
Thu Oct 04, 2007 6:41 pm by Riza hawkeye
She sighed, her breath escaping in a slow gush of air that seemed to relieve the pressure that stuck in her stiff shoulders, her weary body relaxing momentarily, her gaze falling to the pooch walking quietly beside her on the shadowed worn cobble stone street.

Throwing her heavy head back, she rose an arm to her throbbing head, placing her calloused fingers on the top of her tress...

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