So Humble ;; Private - Oliver

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    "You wanted to see me here after the meeting, right Oliver?" Weed would verify as he padded into the leader's chalet. Hopefully the other was here, as the young pup knew the other had just moved here. Then again, the leader might still be busy with other things. For all he knew, that could easily be the case. And if it were- well he was fine with waiting on the other to come. There was a nice, comfy chair in the corner he could relax on until the other came by.


    @Oliver Queen



    makaio

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    Oliver Queen-Stark
    "The Arrow"


    Oliver was indeed home, and he padded downstairs to greet the young canine. "Yes, about your advisor specialty. Have you thought of one?" he asked with a smile as he stopped in front of the newly promoted Advisor.


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    When you feel my heat
    Look into my eyes
    It’s where my demons hide
    It’s where my demons hide
    {Demons by Imagine Dragons}



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    "Actually I was wondering- what exactly are the specialties?" the young canine would respond, being careful with his words. He knew there was operations, but he wasn't too sure whether Victorianpaw still uphold that position- wherever she went. And there were bound to be more than just operations. What if he fit better into another category in the system?



    makaio

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    Oliver Queen-Stark
    "The Arrow"


    He shrugged. "I'm actually not too sure on that. It can pretty much be anything you want, as far as I know. I was the Advisor of defense to keep the camp well-defended, and then changed to Advisor of justice and made sure others were following the laws. Do you feel anything in your own heart about it?" There wasn't really anything that he knew about. Past positions, certainly, but that didn't mean that those were the only positions out there.


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    When you feel my heat
    Look into my eyes
    It’s where my demons hide
    It’s where my demons hide
    {Demons by Imagine Dragons}



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    "I mean- I care about our politics, so would that make me advisor of social affairs then? Or what would that make me?" Weed would respond curiously, his ear giving a flick. So there wasn't a set list of what he could be in charge of? Well that seemed a bit odd. Most definitely, considering the fact clans were supposedly supposed to be a bit more organized than this.



    makaio

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    Oliver Queen-Stark
    "The Arrow"


    He nodded thoughtfully as he scratched his chest. "That, or perhaps 'Advisor of Relations'. Up to you, though," he said as he spread open his claw and offered it to Weed in an open gesture.


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    When you feel my heat
    Look into my eyes
    It’s where my demons hide
    It’s where my demons hide
    {Demons by Imagine Dragons}



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    "Works for me" Weed would nod, reaching out a forepaw. He wasn't too sure if the other was asking in silence to shake his paw, but the advisor supposed it would probably end that way anyways. Besides, how embarrassing could it get, misinterpretting something? Well, pretty embarassing, but hopefully it wouldn't reach that point during this.



    makaio