Trooper Station - Saturday

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Roy was a little bit bored. A little bit much. He was twirling his pen between his fingers, watching the light reflect on it. It was hypnotising than the file that laid open on his desk. One he should have been working on since it was a report about the island for the National Assembly.

The right words seemed to be escaping him today as he needed to make Fandom sound interesting enough while not sound like a threat. Stupid writer's block.

((Open, since the trooper station always is.))