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"You should really not wear your mask all the time," Mustang shot back and caught the pillow.
Sighing, she downed the rest of her beer then set it on the ground.

Doc was holding his mug again, sipping it's steaming contents through a straw.

"What do you keep drinking over there?" Mustang asked and looked over at him.

"Es ist coffee now."

"Coffee? How do you keep that stuff in your mouth? I mean with the holes and all," Mustang asked.

"I don't" he said as some of the liquid dripped out of his filters, "Zee tongue has only so many uses, and it is not for drinking coffee."

Mustang watched and slipped off the bed, sitting next to him. "So you dont drink or eat?" she asked.
She had to admit that Doc was an intresting person even his insane acts were intresting to her. But he was entertaining as well like when he dropped the grenade down to her. She hadnt expected a smiley face grenade thats for sure.

"I drink and eat, but drinking is more of a challenge," he shrugged as more of the steaming liquid poured out the two filters. He was holding another, identical mug beneath one of them, catching all the coffe that spilled out of it.

"Okay so you drink and eat but you cant or wont sleep?" She asked another question. Watching, she pet Keera softly.

"Can't. Zee radiation destroyed zee area of my brain zat allows my body to sleep," he answered as Keera purred in her sleep.

"Well at least you dont have to worry about anyone attacking you in your sleep," Mustang offered with a smile.
Suddenly the door burst open and Collins tackled Mustang to the ground, smushing her beneath him.
"Carver! Aven told me about you and him!" he exclaimed.
A muffled reply came from beneath him and he didnt seem to know he was suffocating her. The scene was comical in a way.

"Vell, have fun," Doc saluted and turned on his heel, walking towards the tavern with coffee still dripping from his filters and Keera in one arm.

Mustang tried to call him back cause she couldnt get this oaf off herself but he was gone before she could say anything. Collins finally got off and Mustang gasped for air.
"You trying to kill me?!" she yelled and Collins smiled sheepishly.
Getting up after Collins told her what Aven told him, she marched straight to the tavern. Finding Aven sitting in a group of men bragging about dating her, she narrowed her eyes and took out one of the grenades Doc gave her.
"Aven lemme talk to you in your place," she said and Aven excused himself.
A few minutes later, she returned to Collins room with blood splattered all over her. She simply sat down on the bed and did nothing about it.

Doc was back in the room, "Vas his blood all over zee falls and zee floors and zee ceilings?" he asked eagerly, already assuming what had happened then a small spark of sanity hit him again, "Vait, I just saved his life to have you kill him? Could you have not just beat him up?"

"Yes his blood was all over the wall, floor, and ceiling," Mustang replied. Then with a shrug, she added. "Moment of insanity."

"It's rubbing off on you," he laughed, "How exacty did you do it? Grenade in zee mouth? under his shirt?"

"I cut a hole into his chest then shoved it in. I tied a string to it earlier so all i had to do was step back away from him then pull," Mustang explained with a slight smirk.
Her eyes sparked with insanity for a mere second then it died away. Getting up, she licked some blood off her fingertip then took a rag and washed off the rest of the blood.

"I vas just kidding vhen I said I had a blood martini. I'm insane, but blood leaves a bad taste in my mouth... Vhats left of it anyways."

"My blood. Dont worry bout it," Mustang said with a shrug. There were a couple of cuts on her hands and one long gash down from her wrist to her elbow.

"It is most wonderbar vhen zey fight back, yah?"