[center][h1][color=0076a3] Kieran Hishamie [/color][/h1][/center]
 
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(Interacting with [@alexfangtalon] [@heckno12] [@bright_ops] [@levias])


Kieran sighed when his comrade reacted violently, and said harsh things. Why did people believe that this was the only way to have a proper conversation? And he was just trying to help, do his part, help out the new person. This was a recon mission no one was going to die a glorious death on the war field, soaked in the blood of his or her enemies. They needed to stick together, trust each other, and they would all be able to do their job undetected and get home alive without a scratch on them. Then they could go home as rich as a king or go and do....whatever. Fight the good fight, go on more adventures. 

Kieran saw the punch coming, or at least saw all the signs of a punch coming. Anger, diluted pupils, shaking, fist tightening, abrupt moving. Kieran was able to side step the punch, then grabbed the mans arm with both hands. He swept the leg, causing the man to fall forward, which Kieran used to force the man to flip over and land on his back. Kieran smiled and took a step back. "[color=0076a3]That was not necessary. And this IS a democracy you......[/color]," Kieran scratched his head ,"[color=0076a3]person......sorry insults are not really my thing. This cant be a dictatorship, or else we will all die. Ive seen what happens when one person has to make all the decisions in war. And honestly after all that, if you think anyone wants to elect you as our leader your...well....just not very smart. Also im hurt.[/color]"

Kieran feigned an injury of the heart. "[color=0076a3]I take this very seriously. I mean I wore fresh undergarments, I shined my bow and quiver, I am ready.[/color]"

Kieran turned to the third face and fourth faces, the ones wanting a trial by combat and the one wanting to know whats happening. He smiled and talked to both. "[color=0076a3]We are simply having some miscommunication here my good man. I thought he was speaking about taking an arrow to the knee, and I got defensive because of my weapon of choice.[/color]" Kieran laughed and motioned dramatically with his hands. "[color=0076a3]And she wont be a weak link. Look in her eyes, she has a fire in them. I mean cmon she looks like she would rather die than not complete whatever goal she came out here for. She stowed away, spent days with little food, water, and sunlight, and the minute she gets fresh air you want her to fight? Kick her off? Thats just the definition of mean.[/color]"