روايات وقصص ضمن Fullmetal Alchemist Riza Hawkeye

If Riz was a graceful poised swan, she was a clumsy lumbering bull. Zutara puffed out a breath marching towards the cottage to sleep till the chickens came home to roost when she collided with an overly cheerful Sikorra. "Ah, fine morning dear girl'' he said clutching her arm in his deceptively firm grip and grinning so disgustingly bright she wanted to punch the wall. "Up to some sparring?'' he asked releasing her arm only to toss her a crudely made wooden sword, Riz scoffed peeking at her bright red painted nails.