[@KahleenCuthald][@Lillium][@wolverbells]

[centre][color=6ecff6][h1]Arthur Ragnarson[/h1][/color]
[h2]Pool[/h2][/centre]

The situation went from slightly odd to downright bizarre.  Not to mention hostile.  Having spent much of his recent life in all-boy's boarding schools, Arthur was not as well versed with the other sexes as he would have liked to be.  Conflict resolution was, however, something he was better at.  Well, at least when there was violence involved.  In that case there was always the fallback of beating both sides down.

As such, Arthur chose to ignore the very obvious ogling of his relative nudity by the girl with the French accent.  He felt little embarrassment, after all he was the only one suitably attired for the room they were currently in.  It was how, however, difficult to not respond in kind but doing so would have been highly inappropriate by most people's standards.

[i]An eye for an eye and all that...[/i]

Myriam defended herself and tried to mend some bridges.  While some of her logic was a bit naive, Arthur was impressed by how she hadn't risen to the barbed comments as much as he had expected her to.  Pulling himself to his feet, Arthur rolled his shoulders and let the exertion of the swim wash off him.  With his patented charming smile, he gestured openly to the three.

[color=6ecff6]"I think we may have all gotten off to a bad start.  Considering our circumstances that's understandable... and ill-advised.  You never know who might prove useful to one another in here."[/color]  He turned with interest to the second of the pair who had entered. [color=6ecff6]"You're a telepath, then?  That's an interesting ability.  I'll try and keep my thoughts in order for you, then."[/color]  Closing his eyes, Arthur exhaled slowly and lightly, letting the interruption of the unneeded rescue that had disturbed his relaxation fade before opening his eyes again with a soft smile.

[color=6ecff6]"There, you shouldn't have much unintended noise coming from me now, I hope."[/color]

Now begged the question of what to do now?  Now that his activity had been interrupted he no longer felt that continuing it would be as relaxing as before, especially with spectators about.  A thought occurred to him as he glanced at Myriam, remembering how she had been closely attached to another girl who had looked to be far younger than the rest of them.  Also a lot smaller.

[color=6ecff6]"Myriam, wasn't there a girl you were with?  The small miss?  By the looks of it we're all out of our first sessions so maybe it might be wise for you to find her.  She seemed to be coping with this whole situation less well than the rest of us and she seemed fairly attached to you."[/color]  He sighed, his mind drifting back to their 'situation'.  It would be unusual to cope with this situation well but, then again, Arthur felt even the negative emotions like fear far less acutely than others. [color=6ecff6]"God knows, we could all do with someone or something to lean on at the moment."[/color]

He took a mock bow to the three, smiling somewhat impishly.

[color=6ecff6]"I'm thinking I might go the cafeteria and find some proper food to eat after my swim.  First, I better attire myself a little more... appropriately."[/color]  He glanced at the young French miss and smiled in a ever-so-slightly cheeky manner before heading to the locker rooms to be true to his word and put on something better suited to company.