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The third exorcists....what could have made them lost it? Was it the Earl?

Dammit...I wish I could be home right now.

[a couple pen taps]

[Friends and Acquaintances...minus Robin :> ]

Um...hello!

I just wanted to say that there's someone here that arrived here yesterday...who seems to look a great deal like me...but it's not me.

So if you come across someone who looks like me...but has longer hair and a different accent...it's not me on a loss or anything like that, okay?

He's perfectly nice, really! I just...I'd imagine getting mistaken for another person all the time would get aggravating, so I just thought I should say that to spare him further confusion.

...That's all!

[OOC: and this filter applies to anyone whose spoken to him and are on good terms :> ]

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Unarmed or not, it's still not very safe to go out there all alone, Arthur. You know that. [ :| ]

So you would feel more comfortable, if I say, went into the forest instead?

Um...possibly...though wasn't that where you ran into that dinosaur?

[Long, stony silence. After the roller coaster bringing it up? THE WOUND HIS STILL FRESH. You so did not just do this to him :|

The journal won't be shutting, so it's obvious he's still here, he's just. Silent treatment for you now, until you repent]

[HE KNOWS THAT TREATMENT]

Hey! It's not like it was my fault that it happened!

[GOOD. GET USED TO IT.

And...No. That's not good enough. Because it wasn't anyone's fault. But it's one of those things he really just doesn't want to ever have to remember. And for larger reasons than just pride.]

[a groan]

I'm sorry for bringing it up, but not speaking about it doesn't mean that it didn't happen!

[Tralala ignoring everything that just came out of Allen's mouth because it's clearly irrelevant/and or not true. It never happened D<]

It is only a few days, you shall get on quite well without me for that time.

I know I can manage a few days without you just fine!

But are you really that determined to go out there by yourself despite those risks?

I feel it defeats the purposes of leaving the castle to be away from them, if I am inviting a horde of others.

I am capable of looking after myself.

One or two people is hardly a horde.

But fine, go have a good time. [IF YOU GET EATEN I WILL SAY I TOLD YOU SO]

I don't require a minder.

I will. [HE WON'T, HE'S TOO BADASS FOR THAT]

It's not a minder! It's someone to watch your back in case something happens! I mean...if for some reason you fall ill or get injured, you'd be out there all by yourself with no one to aid you!

Honestly it's not just you, no one should go out there by themselves.

That is what the journal is for, is it not? In the event such a thing should happen, I will simply contact the castle for assistance. I am hunting animals, Allen. Not...Nosing about where I shouldn't be.

[AKA IT WILL BE FINE D<]

I am not advertising my trip across the journal, either. You will simply have to find some means of containing your worry. If I knew it was going to be this much trouble, I would have only left you a note.

And if you're unable to use the journal?

[HEY MAN IF THIS WAS IN REVERSE YOU'D SO SAY NO]

Yes, because a note always goes over quite well. [LIKE WHEN HE LEFT ONE]

I am capable of basic field treatment.

[Yes, but he is way more stubborn than you and has already figured out how to get you to see things his way]

What was that?

[a groan]

Nothing, go have a good hunting trip.

[I'll just ignore you now until you leave]

I am certain that I will.

[Fine, be like that Allen]

[Whatever, you just get a "hmpfh" noise as he opts to ignore you]

[He's cool with that, he'll just start packing some stuff up so when he wants to leave he'll be completely ready to]

[Whatever he ignoring you...he tried to warn you but you are stubborn so you can get eaten by a raptor by yourself]

[Well, that's really lovely of you Allen. He'll keep that in mind before deciding on calling for help should he need it]

[WHATEVER HE DON'T CARE YOU STUBBORN ARSE. STILL IGNORING]

[But hey is that the...sound of a tennis ball bouncing off one of the walls? ]

[HI KETTLE, IT'S POT CALLING. GUESS WHAT? YOU'RE BLACK.

And oh my god, sometimes he really wants to just kick in you shin. He'll ignore that for a few moments, before...Banging on the wall. CUT IT. OUT.]

[WHATEVER]

[Oh and that...makes the ball stop for a full minute...until the sound picks up again]

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