a fool amongst men || MANDATORY MEETING

Huh, so the nations split. That was a shame, truly, it was. But Soap would never say this out loud. The Celt moved, standing near his soldier, just slightly about Ghost. His blue eyes flickered as they settled on the one he called king in these times. Blasted politics. They had to ruin everything, physically and mentally. He wanted to sneer and give a sarcastic remark, but he held off on it, instead watching with his arms crossed. This king thought he was so far up, didn't he? Well, he supposed if he ruled fairly, that's all that mattered.

//original post got deleted. sorry this is so short.

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