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[chickenfox.livejournal.com]

[Roy feels better; really, genuinely better since the rather dramatic events that transpired over the past few weeks. He's walking away from the flashback room, hands folded behind his head and smiling]

[he's also on the lookout for his squad. You know who you are, so stop hiding and come bug him]

((Will reply to all posts tomorrow if I don't get the chance, BUT. HIATUS IS OVER. ZING.))

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[nakedsnack.livejournal.com]

[Ahem]

Yeah, but that's not the point... [sigh]

[chickenfox.livejournal.com]

[frowns] Then what is?

[nakedsnack.livejournal.com]

The point is that I've put you in danger and had you fighting a war that wasn't yours.

[chickenfox.livejournal.com]

[shakes head] I knew that my life would be in danger the moment I agreed to go on the mission that led me to that prison cell. And you needed support; I wanted to help.

It's not something to beat yourself up over.

[nakedsnack.livejournal.com]

I'm not. I'm grateful for everything, Roy- but still. [sigh]

I guess you're right. I'm still overwhelmed by all those people willing to put so much trust into me.

[chickenfox.livejournal.com]

You're someone they look up to. A good leader to place their faith in.

At least, that was always my impression.

[nakedsnack.livejournal.com]

I'm not really a leader...

But I still appreciate people placing their faith in me. Means a lot to me, actually.

[chickenfox.livejournal.com]

Yeah, you are. Believe it.

[nods] As long as you realize that...

[nakedsnack.livejournal.com]

.. Yeah.

[Know what? Have a legendary soldier surprise hugging you. More like, playing an arm round your shoulders and pulling you close.]

You're really something, Roy.