[b][h1][center][color=4286f4][i]Arthur Stanford[/i][/color][/center][/h1]
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[center][color=4286f4]Location:[/color]Arena
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Arthur kept lock-step with Andy. He didn't know if he was sappy, or genuinely loved her, but he thought she was so special. The two of them felt like outcasts in different ways; they wanted to be a part of the the regular socialbgroup, but they just felt so [i]exterior[/i] to it. That was his take on it anyway, maybe she felt differently, or maybe that was skewed and the two of them were actually Just Like The Other Kids, but he didn't think so. He'd been hurt so much, so quickly, that he just didn't feel like he could be happy with his existence as a Demigod, it was poisoned. 

Holding the puppy haphazardly in his hands, and nodded at Andy, and shoved it towards Mads, "[color=4286f4]Can you tell me if this is evil or not?[/color]" He said about the adorbs le creature in his hands. It sounded so silly with how cute it was, but he didn't know! "[color=4286f4]I mean, is it possessed, or cursed, or gonna kill me or something?[/color]" Arthur asked, very straightforwardly. His attention flicked to Canadian for a moment, but didn't let himself actually think about him. He didn't deserve that.