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[king]

I've been wondering, Scorched.

[ Arthur has been training since before the sun rose: it's visible in the flush across the bridge of his nose, the way his blond bangs are sticking dark to his temples, the slouch of his usually straight-backed posture. But he needs a break, a distraction from his own mind, from the questions that have been plaguing it without concrete answer. ]

Say that the Door started — temporarily — working the way that all doors should, and we could all trip merrily back to our own worlds.

[ A breath, considering whether he's really going to ask. Despite his slightly laconic tone, he knows how depressing some of the answers he'll get will be. But he still wants to know: ]

Would you stay here in Anatole?

Or would you go home?

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[video]

[king]

Because I've been so horribly offended by all the people who did just that. I asked because I didn't have an answer of my own.

[video]

[last_to_kneel]

Did just what? Ask you? Please. I've done a whole lot worse and better things that offend with just words. Trust me on that, mate.

[He rolls his eyes before he speaks again.]

So do you have an answer? I have mine. I'm waitin' to hear yours first. It seems like a straight forward question to me, mate. If you can't answer it, then maybe you should think 'bout your purpose or find it.

[video]

[king]

[ Arthur snorts. He was, after all, being highly sarcastic — it's a question he's already answered several times without offense. ]

Are you an idiot? It's not a straight-forward question at all.

[video]

[last_to_kneel]

Tch.

[It didn't take long for Varon to come to the conclusion that he already dislikes Author just on that insult alone. He himself has refrained from using derogatory words especially to people he's never met. He'll waste no more time with this one.]

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[king]

[ Bemused, Arthur decides not to pursue someone who had clearly decided not to like him before he'd so much as opened his mouth. ]