Something To Trust My Back To

I apologize for being so bad about keeping up with these posts...it's hard to find time lately. Things have been anything but quiet lately so on the one hand while I should be worried that it's suddenly quiet now I'll enjoy it for the moment. I'm running low on ammo again so I'll probably need to go stock up soon. I know most people are worried about what will happen when we run out of food but I'm sure I'm not alone in worrying what we're going to do when we run out of bullets. For those of you using guns against the crabs I would suggest not going for overkill and trying to hit them with as few shots as possible.

*sound of movement then a sigh*

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Great. I got polish on the keys...

*rustling, silence for a few moments*

Before I go, since it's proved quiet apparent that there is no point hiding this due to certain parties...yes, Harry and I are in a relationship and no, you don't get details.

I'm feeling a bit better today but these past few days have felt like some of the worst days I remember from the war. Aside from that it's been pretty quite around here. I actually haven't run into many crabs while on patrol this week.

And with another influx of new arrivals I've discovered Edward Elric's journal among them. I'm glad to see a familiar face but at the same time wish he had stayed in Amestris...he's a good kid but I know he has other things he needs to do...like for his brother. I also imagine the Colonel is going to be rather displeased that both Edward and myself have disappeared...unless the time distortion applies to travel between this world and home.

Harry, you might be interested in speaking to Edward...he's smart and a practitioner of the alchemy I was telling you about.

Murphy.  I'm sorry.

The injuries I received last week are gone for the most part. There's still some bruising on my back but other than that I think I'm alright...not that the extent of my injuries was anything severe...I'll thank Harry and Murphy again for their help anyways. Considering all that has happened this is a relatively short entry it seems...I guess I'm still trying to process it all or something although every time I start to think about how lucky I got...

...this is nothing like warfare...I think I could handle Ishbal again as opposed to what happened last week.

While I have communicated with a good number of you I realize now that I had yet to make an entry myself. My name is Riza Hawkeye and I am a First Lieutenant in the Amestris Military. I know a lot of you will have not heard of Amestris but that is because I do not believe it exists in this world. Sorry to disappoint you Karst, you can call me crazy if you so wish but I know where I came from and know the things I have seen in the past were far too real to be considered mental delusions. Plus they do not allow such people in the military in the first place, I've had to take many psych evaluations.

Now to business, Harry if you're reading this I have retrieved the items we will need, the police station I visited had ample supply for both myself and you. I suppose now the only question left is when and where are we to have our little 'date.'

Godot, I haven't had a cup of coffee yet...does the offer still stand?