Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-33209858-20150311040407/@comment-25686329-20150319164947

The Yankee on another bench, back turned towards the blossoming conversation. He spoke, but didn't turn or look behind him.

"We're elephants at the menagerie, people like us." The Yankee said. He was quick to speak whenever anyone brought up topics like this. "We may have it made, but we'll never quite fit in. We're admired by some, feared by most, but we'll never be respected."

He regretted waxing so poetic right off the bat. He didn't want people to pity him; he wanted to show them how things really were. However, the words had already escaped his tongue. Blast.