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    ARTHUR KIRKLAND ♥

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    [ time skipppp i guess o3o ]







    Arthur was sitting silently in the next UN meeting. He didn't bother to argue with Alfred or fight with Francis. The whole time, he was writing on a piece of paper, and although some people (such as Ludwig) looked annoyed by the fact that he wasn't paying much attention, he continued to write. Lots of times, he'd stop to erase what must have been everything he had written, and then he'd start again. Halfway through the meeting, he stopped, taking a moment to read it over and check it, and then he crumpled it up and threw it at Jack's face when he was sure no one was looking. He acted as if hadn't been doing anything, crossing his legs and sitting up in his seat, just watching the person that was talking.
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    [justify][size=8]Jack jumps when the paper nails him right square in the temple. He picks up the paper and looks over at Arthur, taking a guess that it had been thrown from him since it came in his general direction. He looks up at the person talking, and once the UN decides to take a brief fifteen minute intermission, he opens the crumpled paper and reads it over slowly. Because of how it's worded, and just how strange it was to receive a letter like this, he has to read it over a few times.
    He realizes that this writing looks strangely familiar, and it dawns on him. It has to be Arthur's. He stands and walks across the room, going towards Arthur and taking a seat beside him. "Hey mate," he says in a rather calm, collected tone.

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    Arthur was completely embarrassed and a little ashamed at writing a letter like that, a letter that admitted so much. But he tried his best to hide it, act like it wasn't anything. "Hello, Jack," he replied to the Australian, looking away from him. He'd seen Jack read the letter, so he knew that that was what he was over here to talk to him about.[/size][/justify][/fancypost]
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    [size=30pt]cheyenne ღ[/size]
    obsessive hetalian + dreamer + history freak


    [fancypost borderwidth=2px; border-top: 2px dashed; border-left: transparent; border-right: transparent; border-bottom: transparent; width: 375px; height: auto; font-family: georiga;][justify]Jack sighs and scratches the back of his neck awkwardly. "Um, so, I am assuming that this letter is completely from you... And I just wanted to see about when we could possibly just hang out again. I mean, I also need to talk to you, but we only have another five minutes of break." He sighs, knowing that it was rather awkward now.

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    Arthur almost sighed in relief when Jack didn't immediately turn him down. Although Jack had kissed him before, he had still really expected to get a no. He said, "Could we talk after the meeting, when everyone has left?"[/size][/justify][/fancypost]
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    [size=30pt]cheyenne ღ[/size]
    obsessive hetalian + dreamer + history freak


    [fancypost borderwidth=2px; border-top: 2px dashed; border-left: transparent; border-right: transparent; border-bottom: transparent; width: 375px; height: auto; font-family: georiga;][justify]"Yeah, of course. Whatever works for you." He looks up when Ludwig starts to usher everyone back to their original seats. "Well, I'll see you in about an hour or two." He stands and walks back around to his spot at the table.

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    Arthur didn't say anything, not looking at Jack for the rest of the meeting. The two hours seemed to zoom by, much to Arthur's disappointment, because he wanted to wait as long as possible before talking to Jack. Everyone else had collected their stuff and left the room in about ten minutes.[/size][/justify][/fancypost]
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    [justify][size=8]Jack finishes organizing his papers and all of the notes, and he walks over to Arthur. "So, who wants to speak first? I think we both have some things to say," he mumbles, his voice getting quieter towards the end. He couldn't help but feel horrible for what had happened a while back, so he wanted to apologize. Maybe this time Arthur might actually listen to him instead of coming back only to help the kangaroo.

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    It took Arthur a moment to get the courage to speak, but he said, "I'm sorry for being so rude... and overreacting about the kiss and the crocodile. I don't hate you."[/size][/justify][/fancypost]
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    [justify][size=8]"No, it's fine... I wanted to say I'm sorry for holding you close to Irwin and kissing you and... Yeah, you know what else I'd apologize about. I don't know what came over me... I just absolutely hate it when people say anything bad to my animals, and the other stuff I just can't explain. You don't have to be sorry for anything." Jack sighs and looks at their feet, fiddling with the corner of his notebook.

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    Arthur sighed. Usually he'd argue about who needed to apologize, but he just didn't feel like it this time. "...Do you want to come over to my house for some tea?" he asked, smiling at Jack.[/size][/justify][/fancypost]
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    [justify][size=8]Jack smiles and nods, looking back up to meet his friend's green eyes. "Yeah, sure, that sounds nice. We can talk more there where it's, um, more comfortable and possibly less formal. We've heard enough bad things in here over the years. This place sometimes makes me uncomfortable."

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    Arthur nodded in agreement, saying, "Me too. My house would be a more pleasant place to chat." He quickly collected his papers, and then stood.




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    [size=30pt]cheyenne ღ[/size]
    obsessive hetalian + dreamer + history freak


    [fancypost borderwidth=2px; border-top: 2px dashed; border-left: transparent; border-right: transparent; border-bottom: transparent; width: 375px; height: auto; font-family: georiga;][justify]{yeah. i'm trying to make the thing for my grandfather, which includes a PowerPoint that is going to be over 300 slides if that's even possible. 0.o could you possibly start? i feel bad but yeah. ><}

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    [ be sure to make that PowerPoint FABULOUS ! xD && yup, I'll start! hey, since we included Australia's animals in the roleplay, I was thinking we could include Iggy's "imaginary" friends. because it's canon that if anyone (except America) enters his house, they'll be able to see them as long as they're there =7= and I'd love to see Jack's reaction xD ]










    Arthur unlocked the door to his house, and made sure to hold the door open for Jack. "Watch out for Uni," he told Jack, "she might be sleeping on the floor, and you could step on her... also, you can wait in the living room, but be sure not to sit on a fairy." He walked away to get some tea for the two of them after he put away the papers from the meeting.[/size][/justify][/fancypost]
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    [size=30pt]cheyenne ღ[/size]
    obsessive hetalian + dreamer + history freak


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    Jack raises his eyebrow and chuckles lightly. "Um... Yeah, okay, Artie," he says, walking away and widening his eyes. Oh boy, I think he's been around the animals at my place for too long. He looks around, seeing only a normal home, and he sighs, taking a seat and looking over the papers to put them in order.

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    A fairy was sitting on the couch, and when Jack sat down and looked at the papers, she decided to mess with him. The fairy flew over and snatched the corner of one of the papers, attempting to yank the paper away from Jack so that she could fly off with it. >u>







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    [size=30pt]cheyenne ღ[/size]
    obsessive hetalian + dreamer + history freak


    [fancypost borderwidth=2px; border-top: 2px dashed; border-left: transparent; border-right: transparent; border-bottom: transparent; width: 375px; height: auto; font-family: georiga;][justify]Jack jumps and his eyes widen. He takes the corner of his paper and pulls it back. "WHAT THE HELL?!" He stands up and holds his papers close, looking at the fairy, or whatever the hell it was, in question.


    {0.o}

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    The fairy was sent flying back when he yanked the paper from her, but she quickly recovered. Knowing that that could have ended worse for her, she quickly hid. She didn't want to be swatted or something. After she hid, there was the sound of a lot of furniture being moved in the other rooms- probably more creatures like her hiding from Jack. Arthur entered the living room later, saying, "Sadly, I'm out of tea. But that's fine, we can still chat without it!" Well, he didn't have the best hearing, and he probably wasn't paying attention, so he hadn't noticed any of the magical creatures hiding.[/size][/justify][/fancypost]
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    [size=30pt]cheyenne ღ[/size]
    obsessive hetalian + dreamer + history freak


    [fancypost borderwidth=2px; border-top: 2px dashed; border-left: transparent; border-right: transparent; border-bottom: transparent; width: 375px; height: auto; font-family: georiga;][justify]Jack just shakes his head out and scratches the top of it. "I think I'm going mad," he mumbles to himself, sitting back down with a sigh. "It's alright that you don't have it. Ah, what shall we talk about? You were the one that wrote the note, after all."