Trooper Station - Saturday

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There was a stack of papers in front of Roy which he wasn't even trying to avoid. The fact that most of the envelops were bearing the sign of the Amestrian military might have had something to do with it.

Roy's brow furrowed as he read through them, his concentration on the other side of the causeway instead of Fandom for the moment. Sometimes it was hard to remember that he wasn't a General anymore.