[b][h1][center][color=4286f4][i]Arthur Stanford[/i][/color][/center][/h1]
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[center][color=4286f4]Location:[/color] Dining Pavilion 
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	As Cassian smirked at Arthur, he felt a twinge of his old life.  The way he was saying things, the self-assuredness, it was things he used to have, and remnants were still in here. Politics, thinking of ways to get people to do what he wanted, thinking he was [i]better[/i] than other people. But now, he felt like trying to be better was a bit like being the tallest dwarf, the very existence of gods made them that much lesser. Instead of attempting to react directly, Arthur collected himself, and smiled, "[color=4286f4]Apologies, my voice was quiet so Apollo wouldn't hear, not you. Don't worry, not everything is about you.[/color]"  

	That dig was maybe a bit mean, but he was getting a bad vibe from Cassian, and he was sure he could take it. [color=4286f4]"Sorry, I don't think we've met, who are you again? I'm Arthur, and this is Andy.[/color]" He said, looking up at the boy, and straightening himself. Cassian was practically looming over him, but he didn't let that get to him. "[color=4286f4]It's neat how you know what's going on in Zeke's head, but I'm sure he'll be fine.[/color]" Arthur didn't know Zeke too well, but he always seemed to be able to take care of himself. Exhaling, he felt good about himself, confident for the first time in awhile, and not at all put off by this new kid.