[Open] Through the soot and the ash

[amery]

Who: Amery Vallet and YOU
What: A new arrival
Where: Orlea
When: Today
Warnings: None, yet

[Good people of Orlea, there was now a very handsome sooty man in your midst. Sooty. From head to toe, except for the pale rings around his eyes from the flying goggles that he now held in one hand. His Dragon Corps uniform, underneath the ash and grime that turned everything black, was blue and gold. The scent of ash and dragonmetal was strong. He had just come from the middle of war, except now neither his girl or the other men were anywhere to be seen, and this certainly wasn't Thremedon or any Ke-Han city.

Needless to say, Amery was more than a bit confused, though at least he wasn't gaping at everything he passed like it was the most amazing thing he'd ever seen. No, he didn't appear curious or surprised about being in this place, but rather calm and controlled. He never showed too much emotion, though he felt it.

Honestly, what he really needed was a shower and a change of clothes, though the smell of ash and dragonmetal would probably never fade away.]

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[amery]

It's not as though it's your fault.

[He understood though, he knew-or maybe he could only guess what his death had done to Balfour. His brother had taken his place in the Dragon Corps, tried to live up to what he'd left behind. Bastion, what the other Airmen must have put him through.]

There doesn't seem to be anywhere else I can go. Of course I'm staying.

[blueeyedflyboy]

_{[Even though it really was sad news, was something terrible that Amery would have to come to terms with, Balfour couldn't help the tiny little smile that had bloomed across his lips. Amery was staying. That was all that matters, now, is that Amery was going to stay.]}

I'm glad. I've missed you terribly.