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[supercilious]

who Arthur (talksdown) & Priscilla (honorablesecond) with bonus Senji (clawofsin).
when After this thread.
where Senji's apartment? Yeahhhh.
format Action-spammm.
what idk, this wasn't my idea.
warnings None? (Will edit as necessary.)

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/conforms :(

[clawofsin]

[As if it wasn't bad enough having one annoying brat in his apartment, now it was inviting company - not that Senji could complain, exactly, if it would keep her busy. Maybe now she'd get the chance to ask someone else too many goddamn questions.]

[So when the knock finally comes, he tugs his sadly broken door open and appraises the new arrival, looking thoroughly unimpressed and muttering a little string of swears. In Japanese, of course.]

Well, if it ain't the dashing knight here to chat with the helpless princess. Jeez, you two really got a thing goin', don't you?

one of us. one of us. one of us.

[supercilious]

[And here was the exact reason why Arthur had been so unenthused about Priscilla's choice of a meeting spot. Like he'd said: brilliant. Really. Arthur set his jaw, tried not to give Senji the satisfaction of a splutter.]

She's my ranking officer, not my girlfriend. Are you going to let me in?

[The implied "Or do I have to make you?" hangs in the air, unspoken.]

nooooo GOD WHY IS HE SUCH A DICK

[clawofsin]

[Without immediately answering, Senji leans in the doorway for just a second too long. Long enough to remind him whose home this is, and just how much shit the owner is willing to take.]

[Which isn't all that much.]

[But then he pushes away, rolling his one good eye and giving Arthur just enough room to pass by.]

Yeah, she sure fucking isn't. She's in there, and if you touch anything while you're here expect to leave with a few less limbs than you started out with. Promise.

[He jerks his thumb over his shoulder briefly, to show him where the appropriate room is... and, perhaps, as a reminder that he's got his got his weapons ready to come out, just in case he needs to follow through with the threat.]

I DON'T KNOW. MAYBE HE SHOULD GET THAT LOOKED AT.

[supercilious]

[Arthur sort of vaguely remembers a time when he wasn't repressing a desire to hit Senji, but that must have been months ago. Right now it's all he can do to keep his temper. He's barely cowed, even though he knows he's staring right back at one of the few people in this city he truly believes could beat him.]

Right.

[Unable to keep the acidity from his voice, Arthur gives it up as a bad job and walks past him, eyes flickering around the apartment, taking it in. For a moment he wonders if the man is rabid enough to actually attack him, and he tenses.]

I've no interest in touching anything of yours.

[It was intended as conciliatory, but comes out condescending. Whoops.]