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Post by Arthur Kirkland on May 28, 2012 10:20:03 GMT -4
Arthur was confused with this pattern of events, with Hamish leaning his head on his shoulder. He was about to stab the knife in deeper when he heard the other's words. It was then he noticed the shadow tendrils that were slowly travelling up his body to stab him. He seen they were stabbing Hamish a bit and he felt a few in the back stab him in the neck and he clenched his teeth as he wiggled in the other's grip.
It toke him awhile but he ended up getting out the knife and he glared at the other, trying to get out of his grip,"Now let me go!...I did what you asked,"Arthur yelled at the other with narrowed eyes. He didn't like to be touched, he never did, especially by some man who was claiming he was his brother. He never liked his brothers they picked on him alot when he was younger.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 6, 2012 18:07:17 GMT -4
Once the knife was removed the shadows seems to break apart and disappear as if they were never there before. Hamish's thin arms slipped from Arthur's shoulders and his legs gave out under his causing the ginger to fall to his knees suddenly. Blood ran down his sides and from a few of the wounds on his arms causing red stains to appear on his white shirt. "Idiot! Stabbing me like that could have caused me to send your life! My powers are controlled by anger and when I panic I lose control!" The Scottish man almost growled now finding his brother an idiot for trying such a thing.
Looking up at the blonde Hamish smirked a little. "You won't believe I'm your brother and then you try to kill me? I'm sure your government wouldn't be pleased that you failed to question me about all of their stolen goods since I've never been caught." The ginger purred softly and stood back up letting their eyes meet for a moment. He already knew with Arthur being a government agent they could never be close.
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Post by Arthur Kirkland on Jun 8, 2012 15:46:55 GMT -4
Arthur hissed at the other as he got on his knees and he rubbed the back of his head where small wounds had formed from the shadows. In truth, he didn't know this was going the happen, it was a shock to even see the shadows in the first place.
"Well, when I tell you not to touch me! Dont touch me!,"Arthur hissed lowly at the other as he glared green, icy emeralds at the other. He looked away from the other, he never seen his brothers' powers when they were younger, they only came to him when he turned 18.
"I dont believe because people always lie to me about being my relatives, just so they get close enough to be able to kill me, how I know your not just trying to do the same, hmmmm?,"Arthur said with a glare as he kept his knife out a ready. He backed up when he got up from the ground as he glared at him.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 21, 2012 22:09:01 GMT -4
Feeling the warm crimson blood still running down his side Hamish carefully pulled up his shirt to reveal the wound only to have a shadow appear and wrap around his side acting as a bandage. While Hamish did require shadows to teleport he did not need them to fight or protect him.
“You’re my brother and I can touch you if I wish! Don’t try acting all high and mighty now that you’re working for the government because if it came down to one on one I always cleaned your clock!” His words came out in a harsh whisper ending with a feral growl. At a long age Hamish had his powers but due to his constant anger issues he never mastered them. During his youth he was picked on which taught him that his powers drew power from his rage, which only encouraged him to hate all those around him.
“Arthur Kirkland! How dare you speak to your eldest brother in such a way! You know very well that mum would crack you over the head if she could hear you accusing me of trying to murder you!” His anger started to build again cause the shadows to dance around him waiting for the right moment to strike. “You’ve seen what I am able to do with my powers so don’t go thinking that a knife will stop me!”
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Post by Arthur Kirkland on Jun 28, 2012 17:06:59 GMT -4
Arthur just continued to glare at the other as he never faltered, his knife still ready to strike again. Arthur still had a hard time believeing this man.
"Prove to me that your my brother, speak Gaelic,"Arthur said to the other, testing him. If this man couldn't speak true Gaelic, he would be sure to get rid of him. Arthur winced at the other's words, he didn't like the other knowing his name and saying it so loudly. He didn't show it but the shadows did frighten him a little. He had to use his power, he could risk this one using that power against him. He didn't have an active fighting power, he had one to asses what the other would do.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 2, 2012 23:30:27 GMT -4
Hamish thought about using the shadows to take the knife away, preventing the blonde from stabbing him again but realized it would not cause the other to believe him. A battle between brothers was pointless in Hamish’s eyes but his little brother seemed to refuse to believe they were related no matter what he said.
“Me speaking Gaelic is going to prove that I’m your brother? Fine just for you.” It had been awhile since he had spoken any Gaelic but he still knew some of the language from his childhood. “An toir thu dhomh pòg?” Though his brother didn’t seem to show any fear to the shadows that threatened him around the room Hamish decided to call them off in hopes of getting the other to put the dagger away. While they were little Hamish hadn’t seen any power that his younger siblings possessed so he tried to keep himself on guard.
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Post by Arthur Kirkland on Jul 6, 2012 14:21:37 GMT -4
Arthur slowly lowered his knife when the other spoke, only his brothers spoke Gaelic to each other, it was the only way to know for sure. He looked at the other, wrinkling his nose at what the other said. What was with everybody and wanting to kiss him or hug him, he thought to himself.
Arthur moved his hand that held the knife to his side as he looked the other in the eyes. Hearing that the other wasn't going to do anything, yet, he straightened back up. Everything pointed to this man being his brother, there was no denying it now. But, what side was Hamish on.
He looked at him, returning the dagger back to its sleath and he looked at the other,"...Well, you've proven yourself, but the question is, what side are you on?,"Arthur asked the other.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 7, 2012 6:42:22 GMT -4
Moments before Hamish was able to keep a straight face but seeing his little brother wrinkle up his nose the ginger began to smirk and chuckle a little to himself. The reason he picked that to say was he knew he'd get a reaction from his little brother. Actually Hamish didn't want a kiss or anything unless you counted not being stabbed by family or not being arrested for questioning. Yes he was a thief but Hamish didn't work on either said so he didn't feel there was any reason for someone to arrest him. Letting himself be happy for a moment he felt the shadow attacking as a bandage fading and in a panic he began thinking of anything to enrage himself to keep the shadow in place.
Noticing the knife was no longer out Hamish felt himself able to relax but the pain in his side reminded him that there was a chance he would he harmed again. Shrugging off the thought Hamish pulled a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and removed one from the box, setting it between his lips with one hand he returned the pack back in his pocket with the other. A lighter next was pulled from his pocket and brought to the cigarette between his pale lips, with a quick movement of his thumb a small flame appeared lighting the white paper before the lighter too was returned to his pocket. Hamish inhaled letting the smoke fill his lungs before exhaling through his nose. "I'm neutral Arthur. I'm against picking sides when I don't want to be a part of a fight. At times I do break the law but it isn't to spite the government it is because I need to make a living and stealing is one of the best ways. Don't worry I will not steal from you but that is because you're family." Once again he blew smoke from his nose and began moving away from Arthur and wondering the room slowly. "If I was a resistance member would you have wanted to turn me in? Or since I'm neutral you'll try to make me join you?"
Stopping his walking Hamish turned toward his brother and gave a weak smile at the shorter blonde. "I'm sorry if you want to take me in because I will not allow myself to rot in a prison. You've already seen I'm actually a hazard to both sides due to my lack of control. By taking me if you'll be running the risk of me losing control and harming you. I don't want to hurt my little brother." During his little talk Hamish hadn't noticed his lack of anger caused his shadow to fade allowing his wound to bleed freely again.
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Post by Arthur Kirkland on Jul 16, 2012 17:45:41 GMT -4
"Stealing is against the law, no matter how much you do it or if your doing it for a living,"Arthur said in a low voice. He crossed his arms as he watched his brother walk around the small room. He really didn't want to hurt his brother like he does the other "neutral" people. But, he did want to bring him in for questioning."There is many other jobs you can get, Hamish, you just need to try and find them,"Arthur said to the other.
Arthur chuckled at the apology,"Well, controlling hazardous powers is my specialty,"Arthur chuckled. Of course, he could go in the other's mind and attempt to null the power to not be so hazardous though not completely control it. It would at least keep it stablized, making the person not have to worry others are in trouble.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 16, 2012 22:23:05 GMT -4
“Well if it is against the law your coworkers shouldn’t buy stolen goods from me but they do anyway so it really isn’t wrong. For anyone who is neutral living is against the law,” Hamish mumbled that last part under his breath. Smoke followed after Hamish as he walked around the room letting smoke spill from his pale lips after each time he took a drag from the cigarette. “I go have a job. I’m a painter but that doesn’t mean I always make enough to support myself.”
Flicking some ash into an ashtray he looked over at his brother and sighed. “Arthur, please don’t use any sort of power you have to mess with my powers. If you really want to bring him in I’ll make a deal with you.” Hamish sat down in a chair in the small room and glanced towards his brother. “I will go in without a fight if you allow a friend of mine to go free. He’s neutral also and I don’t want him to be tortured. Keep your hands off Lovino Vargas and you can harm me all you want.”
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Post by Arthur Kirkland on Jul 17, 2012 12:09:33 GMT -4
"Thank you for the advice, I will be sure to grab those "co-workers" and put them through questioning," Arthur said calmly, though he already knew about those bloody traitors in the Government."Then find another job that can support yourself,"Arthur said, getting slightly annoyed at his brother.
"I am not scared of your powers, so don't try to imidiate me,"Arthur said as he watched the other narrowing his eyes at him. Then right when he mentioned the little Italian he had locked up already and tortured he chuckled,"...No, I will not let him go, he already tried to kill me when I was bring him in for questioning and to top it off he disrespected me,"
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Post by Deleted on Jul 23, 2012 14:27:49 GMT -4
“Oh how kind of you Arthur. I don’t believe your co-workers are doing anything that wrong that they need to go through your questioning.” Hamish sighed feeling slightly annoyed that it seemed his brother believe putting people through question would solve any problem. “I enjoy stealing from people so I don’t mind living life the way I do now. There is no reason to change it,” he was rather calm and let smoke cascade from his mouth when he spoke.
The lie he heard from Arthur almost made him laugh because he knew his brother would only pull out a knife if he needed to fight. Hamish began to growl when he heard the chuckle from his little brother. How could he laugh when he was torturing someone? “He disrespected you? Arthur government agents pick the neutral members off the street so why the hell would anyone wants to respect someone that is said to torture the innocent?” Slowly he could feel his temper getting ready to go out of control. “You know I’m not going to leave with you right brother?”
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Post by Arthur Kirkland on Jul 29, 2012 14:28:49 GMT -4
"Well that unforunate that your refuse to change your ways,"Arthur said with a light sigh as he crossed his arms before he looked back up at Hamish, his eyes holding seriousness behind them."You leave me no choice but to bring you in, for just a little questioning. And if your lucky, you can go on your way,"Arthur said to him as he looked at his brother, watching the smoke from the cigarette float through the air above them.
"Well, he did, he would have went off, no scars, if he didn't disrespect the Government in front of my face or tried to kill me,"Arthur was lying, he would have still tortured the man, but no one knew that."He'll be lucky if he gets out with no limbs gone,"Arthur said with a small smirk coming across his face."And why is that, brother?...Dont trust your little brother anymore?...Trust me, be glad I found you and not the other agents. They would not be so kind,"Arthur said to him, his voice coming out as a growl.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 1, 2012 21:18:06 GMT -4
“I enjoy living the way I do so I don’t see any reason to change when I’m already happy,” The ginger muttered not finding any amusement in talking to his brother who seemed to want every rule to be followed. “Questioning? I’m not going to let you take me in to one of torture sessions Arthur. If you needed to question me about something you could do it here instead of arresting me.” He growled a little and blew smoke into the air.
“How can you expect someone to not try attacking you when we all hear horror stories of how the government agents torture anyone who isn’t on their side?” Hamish shook slightly as he tried to keep his anger from bubbling over and causing him to injure his younger brother. “You’re sick!” His jade eyes narrowed and Hamish looked at Arthur as if he had seen the torture for himself. “I haven’t seen you since we were children so why should I trust you? Even if one of the other agents found me I would still find a way to escape.”
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Post by Arthur Kirkland on Aug 5, 2012 18:23:41 GMT -4
Arthur was getting annoyed by this point with his brother, he clenched his fists and had to calm himself down before he spoke again, so as not to mess this whole thing up."I am not taking you in to get tortured, just to talk, I cannot let a little smuggler get away that easily without finding out some things,"Arthur said to him with a growl.
"Well, you should learn that half of those stories are not even true, learn your facts before you start attack government officals,"Arthur said calmly back to Hamish as he crossed his arms."You would trust me because I have no reason to hurt you if you act like a nice lad and come with me quietly."
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