Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27120173-20170813215805/@comment-26120744-20170814002105

The Reaver grabs the collar of Michael's shirt.

"Don't play games with me, boy." He snarls. "You know as well as I what has become of him. I fought in the war. I was there at the moment of Valor's birth. I named Antonio 'brother.' But this... is NOT what the Valor was supposed to be. He has lost sight. Grown greedy. Sadistic. STUPID! If I were in power, the richest people wouldn't be starving! The fact the most wealthy people starve is a sign that we, as a government, are failing! Hell, he CAUSED the Vengeance! I TOLD HIM not to torture those people, but he didn't listen. And now the enemy is at our throats!"

He releases Michael roughly, shoving him against a wall.

"I helped create Valor," The Reaver said, "To raise humanity out of hell. NOT to make things worse. If you are loyal to your country, then you know as well as I do that Antonio has betrayed it. Betrayed US. All of us!"