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Characters: You & Arthur![ it was a hot day, very hot. being by the lake made it possibly a bit cooler but that wasn't what made Arthur feel ill, if anything it was that bloody sun.
Format: Action or prose.
This log is: open
Location: At the lake
Summary: Arthur chilling but feeling sick from the sun.
Warnings: Hm, language possibly? Will edit this if something goes on!
luckily there was a tree beside the lake, frequently the man would splash his face with water and lean back against the tree, staying calm in the shade. ]
Damn...
[ arthur groaned, his eyes felt like they were burning ]
|D
Hmm... then like what? I've never met anyone who hated sunlight.
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[ now he's taking off his coat, putting it on top of his head to shield the sun. still leaving it so he can still see the girl he's talking to ]
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[There's also the mild fact that it's been getting colder on the island, but she's not going to mention that.]
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[ he's standing up, almost falling over ]
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As she watches him get up, never once reaching out to help steady him, she gains a thoughtful look.]
Actually, that part is normal. The lost memories, I mean.
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That sounds pointless.
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My name is Arthur, what may I call you?
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Arthur...? What a coincidence. [Because that's what it is.] I'm Britannia.
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[ her name... it sounds familiar but he just can't put his finger on it, perhaps another time ]
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sob]Do you think you'll be able to make it back to your campus? [Whiiichever one you go to, oh mysteriously familiar stranger?]
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Conquest is too far from here, I got stuck under this tree.
[ meaning that the tree had the best shade ]
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[She might be joking.]
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[ huff ]
It's going to get dark eventually.
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Maybe I should leave, I wouldn't want to be accused of hanging around with a corpse.
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[ he's joking with her too now... sort of ]
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[Have a finger poke to the cheek, Arthur.]
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[ he knows he can't die, no matter what. but he's gripping her hand when she pokes his cheek ]
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Well it's not like I can really do anything else.
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[ he didn't want to go that route... but in this situation ]
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