A gentle breeze blew through the air, rustling the leaves in the nearby trees. It was a welcome relief on such a warm day. The sun sat high in the pale blue sky, beaming down on the city. The sound of children laughing and playing could be heard over the light traffic that passed down the road. A…
Lan Fan had spent the early morning of her day wandering around Central City. She had been, as usual, searching for her prince, Ling Yao. She had gotten worried when she realized that he had strayed out of her sights. What kind of bodyguard would she be if she let her prince fall victim to the many dangers of city life?
Eventually, the bodyguard had found him at one of the local restaurants. She had silently scolded herself for letting him travel so far away from her watchful eye, but was relieved when she found that he was safe. During her search for him, she had caught sight of a burglar being questioned by the local authorities. She instantly thought of the suspect as foolish; who was dumb enough to commit a crime in Central City?
After witnessing the event (and eventually finding her prince safe), she decided to continue wandering the streets. As a foreigner from Xing, she thought that it would be a good idea to learn her way around Central City.
After a short amount of time, Lan Fan came across a massive building that housed plenty of offices. From her spot in a tree next to one of the many windows, she saw a familiar blonde woman doing paperwork. The Xingese guard rapped lightly at the window, hoping to catch the woman’s attention.
The Lieutenant sighed as she picked up another file. The work was becoming somewhat tedious and the workday was only halfway through. Taking another sip of her coffee, she scrunched up her nose as the warm, bitter drink went down her throat. Perhaps the jolt of caffeine would cure her of her fatigue.
The sound of something striking the glass window caught her attention, drawing her away from the paperwork before her. Tilting her head to the side, she saw a familiar face sitting in a tree. Riza raised an eyebrow curiously as she stood from the desk. It wasn’t often that people approached her through the window. An amused smirk tugged at the corners of her mouth as she made her way over.
Silently, she tried to remember the girl’s name. She knew her to be from Xing, and familiar with the prince that Edward Elric was constantly ranting about. There were quite a few people that the Fullmetal Alchemist complained about, so it was difficult to keep them straight. Gripping the bar at the bottom of the sill, she pulled the window open.
“Lan Fan? What are you doing out there?” Riza asked, poking her head out of the window. The young girl certainly was gutsy to knock on the window of a military building. It was a wonder that she had gone by unnoticed. Being a Xingese bodyguard though, Riza wasn’t exceptionally surprised.