[Mini Event] we're only human, after all

RONIN if there's one thing i'm good at, it's surviving Leadership had never been a thing to make Ronin blush, but he felt the dreaded heat coming to his cheeks now as nobody else piped up. The matter was only made worse with Remi's open vote for him, the hunter hiding a bashful smile and rubbing at the back of his head. The irony that scores of soldiers made him feel at home, but a few close friends made him nervous. Still, there was his vote to cast. Torn, but knowing what was right and best and proper. Ronin wrote his mark on the paper, folded it into a neat square, and dropped it into the bowl with the others. There. It was done. It couldn't be taken back.