Late afternoon - From the causeway to the Northern Border, Amestris

Having made sure that both the station and the kittens would be in good hands, Roy had finally done some light packing and made it onto the causeway later in the afternoon. It was one trip home he wasn't looking forward to. The letter he'd received that Sunday had reeked of politics and that was one thing he had hoped to have left behind together with his rank as General. Apparently not.

When he stepped into his own dimension and ended up in a snow filled landscape at the Northern border instead of the sun warmed streets of Central, Roy knew for sure that nothing about this trip was going to be easy.

((Establishy as well... he's back in Amestris for a few days.))