Cheesy, was the first thing that came to Brandon's mind when he hear the speech. He couldn't help it. His face remained expressionless but he couldn't help but wonder why people didn't come up with something else. Something new, something grand something something that every other leader hadn't said to stir, his/her 'soldiers' up, make them hopeful, make them want to fight. But the words meant nothing really, like water off a ducks back. He half wanted to believe in the words, but he knew, in the long run, they just got people running. Running. Eventually they had to stop. Why not do something else? Something they could do for much longer? He faltered in his train of thought when he heard the after applause. Maybe it was worth it after all. These people had something to believe in, why not let them? People were lazy, they didn't do something without a good reason, maybe, this was a heavily veiled message. That's when his lips curled with amusement. He was way over thinking this. But he couldn't help it. It was who he was, figuring something out from the barest scrap of evidence. Turning the simplest thing into something ridiculously complex. Rube Goldberg would be proud.
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