Title: Ice and Rocks Were Not Part of the Plan
For: “One blanket, two frozen assholes...”
It was supposed to be a simple mission. Just a meeting with the commander of North City, maybe an inspection of one or two of the outposts.
Ed had insisted on coming along and Roy still wasn’t sure why. He wasn’t even full military anymore, hadn’t been since he’d come back. But he said he’d “never been up that way,” and even though Roy had told him there wasn’t much to see except snow and more snow, here he was. In the exact right place for his life to be in danger once again.
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