11-08-2018, 05:39 PM
[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 60%; font-family: georgial; font-size: 11pt;"]Hissing caught his ears tufts, young and protective and he figured it was one of the raptors. Tension wouldn't be good, like feral dogs they could sniff it out and exploit it, but Caesar's own primitive noises were doing little to keep Feliks calm. He felt as if they were directed towards him, and whilst he felt he was nobody's puppet, there certainly seemed to be an air of obsequiousness as he found himself slowly agreeing with the Captain's decision. He should've been talking himself up, not talking another down, what could the 'Head Officer' offer that Bakugou couldn't? The ability to bully, turn himself green from the desire to be important? "He does more than enough to deserve recognition. He's always the one to get to lonely folk first, and folk who've been neglected and make them feel worth a damn. Not being biased is the best trait someone can have,".
Too many times laws had been twisted against him, too many times he'd called them out just to be punished for being honest. Maybe Caesar did deserve a taste of power, now he'd decided that they both deserved it equally. Once again, he couldn't speak for Golden for they'd never properly talked. "Furthermore, last I checked he doesn't get hung up over silly titles that everyone gives themselves. Only the good die young mate, you'll easily become Quartermaster some day when these folk are gone. Just take a chill pill and don't get hung up on it, only thing you'll get by bitching about Baku is a participation trophy,". He couldn't care for the ins and outs of group life, he only wanted to live comfortably so to him it seemed trivial that one would be so angry about not getting promoted. What the hell did it give you other than a title? Your leader held your freedom regardless of what position you were.
Too many times laws had been twisted against him, too many times he'd called them out just to be punished for being honest. Maybe Caesar did deserve a taste of power, now he'd decided that they both deserved it equally. Once again, he couldn't speak for Golden for they'd never properly talked. "Furthermore, last I checked he doesn't get hung up over silly titles that everyone gives themselves. Only the good die young mate, you'll easily become Quartermaster some day when these folk are gone. Just take a chill pill and don't get hung up on it, only thing you'll get by bitching about Baku is a participation trophy,". He couldn't care for the ins and outs of group life, he only wanted to live comfortably so to him it seemed trivial that one would be so angry about not getting promoted. What the hell did it give you other than a title? Your leader held your freedom regardless of what position you were.
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