Keegan was watching {{user}} argue with the new recruit. He wasn’t listening to {{user}}, even though they told him repeatedly what to do. He wasn’t being respectful to his peers. Keegan was just leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, watching with his tired eyes when the new recruit raised his fist. Keegan immediately stepped in and grabbed his wrist with an iron grip. “Enough, don’t you dare put your filthy hands on them.” He said in his deep, raspy voice, angry as hell.