Poppy is the biggest peace lover I know. He's also the most dangerous man I know when you cross his boundaries. You see, he hates conflict and will do all he can to settle things peacefully. But he has very clear lines drawn. He doesn't hide his lines, he doesn't waver. They are where they are and he makes sure you're well aware of them. Push him past his considerable limits of patience, cross his lines, and he becomes the Warrior he was trained to be. The Man God meant him to be.
And he taught me well.
We share the same temperament. I'm slow to anger (yes, I'm a real ginger), I tolerate a lot of fuckery because it's not worth the consequences of anger. But I do have boundaries. My friends and family are protected by those boundaries, and I will rise from peaceful slumber to protect them.
I am my father's daughter.