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[w3bm4ster]

[Internet is in a bad mood lately... and that means he's trolling everyone.]

[his specialty is online, obviously, and he has been attacking random people like that for the past week, but he's a little bored of that so now he's sitting on the roof, throwing water balloons at passersby. Not very creative, but still annoying.]

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[w3bm4ster]

Nope! [throws another one!]

[evenburnssouls]

[This one, he is aware of and thus dodges. Still, he is not pleased. You picked the wrong Arthur to mess with.

While the words he mutters definitely can't be heard from the roof, the effect should be felt as he flings his arm straight out, two fingers extended to point straight where Internet is sitting.

Yes, Internet, that is a giant fireball coming right towards you.]

[w3bm4ster]

[Holy shit, he was not expecting that]

WTF!!!

[RUNS]

[evenburnssouls]

[Meanwhile, Arthur has a very, 'Oh, bugger' expression on his face. If he runs into Internet later, there will probably be profuse apologies, but at least he's not trying to figure out how to get up onto the roof.]

/threadjack

[freddygetyergun]

And you lecture me on self-control.

[Oh yeah, Arthur, guess who. It doesn't matter if he wasn't there at the time, he can fucking sense the mark of magic on your soul and knows when it flares.]

<3!

[evenburnssouls]

[Right after he did it, he expected this much. Though... not so soon. Still, he schools his face into some semblance of calm. The picture of a gentleman.]

I heard you were here, Alfred.

[He's also trying to push the magic back down. He really hates that you can tell it's there now. Obviously, he's not touching the self-control remark with a ten metre pole.]

[freddygetyergun]

[Maybe you shouldn't have gone after the witch that was loaded down with oracle abilities if you didn't want him to gain some Hyper-Perception upon becoming a Death Scythe THINK THESE THINGS THROUGH NEXT TIME.

Admittedly, he could always sense it back when him and Arthur synchronized - though for a long time, he had no idea what it was exactly.]

Yeah? From who?

[evenburnssouls]

[He hadn't thought he'd gain the ability to see souls! Besides, he rather assumed that if no one had figured it out despite synchronising with them, then there would be nothing that would make it obvious. Though... it really isn't a common distortion.]

Braginsky and Laurinaitis. I'm surprised you didn't sense our fight.

[Whew. Magic discussion averted.]

[freddygetyergun]

[Quickly] I've been busy. [Alfred would rather not have the magic discussion you lying LIAR.]

[evenburnssouls]

Doing what, exactly? The entire bloody reason I had to leave my books was to find out what the devil was taking you so long!

[He did not lie! Alfred never asked if he had magic, and he never denied it nor said anything that denied the possibility of it. Thus, he never lied. Except by omission.]

[freddygetyergun]

YOU COULD HAVE JUST LEFT ALONE! I'VE GOT IT HANDLED!

[evenburnssouls]

Because it's so bloody awful someone cared enough to wonder why it was taking you of all people so fecking long.

[freddygetyergun]

Sorry to have taken you away from precious reading time, it was probably really upsetting to get those orders.

[evenburnssouls]

[Is he deliberately trying to end up flambéed?!]

This is not the time, brat.

What's taking so long, anyways? Did you lot end up here before I did?

[freddygetyergun]

[JUST TRY IT. Yeah maybe he is egging Iggy on. Alfred has a bad habit of doing that.]

I couldn't find them at first, okay! And I was TRYING to be DIPLOMATIC!

[evenburnssouls]

[Gentlemen do not allow themselves to be baited. The thing with the water balloon was just him having a really bad week. Argh, he's still wet. ...Maybe... just a little magic... just to dry off........]

That didn't work for me either. Laurinaitis was actually the one who made it a fight.