*has decided he's been out of things to do for a while and is signing up for the next Opharan election for... president or prime minister - for the lulz*
[Hay now hay. Whoever you are, you now have a confused Brigade Leader all up in your face.]
[He doesn't actually say anything, he's just glaring at a poster or a portraight (he never could remember the difference) on the wall. But he does spot you and gives you a ~glare]
*smug strut right on by, though not without a snippy comment* Lovely weather for an eyepatch. Have you mislaid your vessel, or has your license been taken away for too much rum while at the wheel? *smirk*
*smiles slightly* Ah... I'm not a fan of publicized terror. In fact, my platform is that I would like to end the pointless warlike displays of the less advanced races.
[He doesn't actually say anything, he's just glaring at a poster or a portraight (he never could remember the difference) on the wall. But he does spot you and gives you a ~glare]
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I didn't think they allowed comedians in politics.
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[He'd snap to attention, only...he can't be bothered. Instead he just sort of looks about the room, meeting his eyes at the end of his title thinger.]
And I take it that I shouldn't be referring to you as president just yet.
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And what am I supposed to call you now?
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Brigade Leader. As I had previously stated.
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In unity there is strength, Mr. Saxon.
[And he'll salute you. Because that's what he does.]
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Interrogation. Weaponry. Drills. Efficiency.
Is there anything specific you require?
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Yes, that's what I have found. Though the odd public display tends to keep the crowds in fear of your capabilities...
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