The Lost Relations (England)

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Standing in front of the theater a wicked smile grew on a Scottish man’s face. Thoughts of all that were hidden inside began to fill the male’s mind. He was a thief and found himself drawn to any place where wallets were full and expensive objects were hidden. Hamish’s mind began trying to calculate how much he could earn from this outing. Deciding it was best to avoid the doors the ginger man walked with confidence toward the shadows on the side of the building. Glancing around and noticing few, one being a blonde male that caught his eyes for a second. Hamish knew this was his chance to sneak in without being caught. Running forward in the shadow right before he could run into the wall the redhead disappeared and reappeared inside a shadow created by a pillar inside the theater. When he appeared Hamish was still running and had to force himself to an abrupt stop. Looking around again green eyes didn’t see a soul. Still out of breath the ginger slid down the wall to take a few moments to catch his breath. Using shadows to teleport caused Hamish to become exhausted, if the distance was more than a few feet Hamish would pass out.

[Arthur Kirkland]

Arthur was just hanging around the outside of the theater, thinking about what he should see when he noticed a odd ginger running around. He had caught his glimpse once before he suddenly disappeared into the shadows. Arthur squinted after the man who had disappeared quickly into the shadows. How odd, he thought, going to investigate after the suspicious looking man. He walked toward the shadows that he had disappeared through and looked around.

The man that had caught his eye peaked up a familiarity with him, he seemed so familiar though he didn't know where he had seen the man. His eyes, those green shade, reminded him of his own though for a spilt second they were gone. Arthur didn't know what was drawing him to this mysterious figure, be it suspicion or actually wanting to know who this man was. He was walking through the theater where this man disappeared to, scanning the people around to try and find him.

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For a moment Hamish found his mind drifting back to the blonde man that was standing in front of the theater. Something about him was just too familiar for Hamish to just ignore. Once he was done with this job he would find the man no matter what it took. There had to be a reason as to why this stranger had the same eyes as him. Realizing that he was wasting time thinking about this mysterious man Hamish smacked himself on the side of the face. Hamish began walking through the theater halls careful not to touch anything. To keep his mind off the stranger Hamish began letting his mind wonder and decide if anything he saw was worth taking. Looking up once again his eyes caught sight of the same male from before. How could he forget now when the man was in front of him? Not able to take it anymore Hamish found his body moving on its own toward the blonde. He wasn’t sure of what to call this male so he found one physical trait that would surely get the male’s attention, “Eyebrows!”

[Arthur Kirkland]

That name. That one single word made his back bristle up in anger and annoyance. Oh, how he hated it and how he wanted just to punch the other for even uttering the word. He thought it rude to call someone in such a fashion, he would have prefered 'sir' rather than....'eyebrows'. He grumbled before he decided to ignore the voice, he would not answer to such a rude man. He instead just walked forward, through the theater, secretly showing a suspicous guard his agent pass before walking into the large theater. He not only wanted to find this man but also wanted to see if it was another one of those Resistance fighters, trying to recruit or destory a theater. He sat down slowly at a seat looking around for anyone suspicious and fit the description of the man and all the while put his finger to his head and thought, going into other people's minds and invading their thoughts.

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Noticing that the blonde man wasn’t turning toward him, Hamish considered he should have called him something else if he wanted to gain his attention. Why did it seem to be such a big deal to the man that he called him eyebrows? If he called him sir or something formal there was a chance more than just the blonde man would answer which would draw unnecessary attention to Hamish. The agent pass didn’t catch his attention but Hamish knew he couldn’t just walk by this guard. Before he could manage to think of a plan to bypass the guard someone made this a walk in the park of him. A woman happened to walk over to the guard and begin flirting with the uniformed man. Taking this moment Hamish slipped past the guard and continued to fall after the mysterious man that grabbed his attention. Slipping inside the theater the ginger sat next to the man he had been following. “Gentlemen aren’t suppose to ignore those are trying to address them. Now tell me, who the hell are you?”

[Arthur Kirkland]

Arthur's heart jumped and he felt his body jump from the chair he was sitting in. All the thoughts he had invaded and were invading all disappeared in a flash and his power jolted so quickly into his mind that he felt a huge migraine in his head. He rubbed his head, groaning and glared at the man who dared distrupt his power. It was the same man that had caught his eye as he was entering the theater, the same one that he had been looking for not too long ago. He got a better look at the man, he looked all too familiar too him, like he was from a lost memory.

"...Gentlemen dont answer to little wanks that don't respect others,"Arthur answered the man for what seemed like an eternity. He glared at the other as he rubbed his head,"..And what is it to you?,"Arthur hissed at him.

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Now that he could get a good look at the male’s face Hamish could see more that they had in common. Compared to this male his eyebrows were thin but compared to others his eyebrows were viewed as rather thick. At first their eye color was the only thing that made their eyes similar but when the blonde glared their eyes almost looked exactly the same. Losing control for a moment Hamish reached forward and ran his long thin fingers against the male’s cheek. It was starting to drive him insane that he knew this man but didn’t know him all at the same time. It was as if someone tore pages out of his life to make him forget something important like a childhood friend.

“Don’t call me a wank ye eejit! Ah wasted time sneaking in here to meet you brat!” Reaching over Hamish flicked the man in the forehead. “Maybe if you don’t tell me I’m going to hurt you.”

[Arthur Kirkland]

Arthur was definately caught off guard by the other's fingers brushing over his cheek. This had to be the awkardest moment in his life and he had no words for any of it. He just looked at the red head, wondering if maybe he got the wrong person, or maybe this man was indeed as the students of his school called it ,"gay". He head still throbbed like a hammer was trapped inside it and was pounding the soft muscle over and over. he felt as if he could collapse at any moment. He wasn't expecting such a jolt and all those thoughts, all running together and slamming into his head like a battering ram.

He continued to rub his temples as he looked at the other man and as other people started entering the room and a loud commotion starts, he really wanted to leave.

Arthur narrowed his eyes back at the man,"Well, sorry for being such a waste of time then,"Arthur grumbled before he twisted his head out of the other's hand."You dont scare me boy, now please leave me alone,"

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Hamish was sure the man he found was the one he had seen before because they still had the same eyes and their faces were similar in shape. The looks this man gave him almost seem to question his sexuality. He couldn’t help but hope he was wrong and that the blonde made wasn’t questioning his actions in such a way. It was not a secret that he was into men since the ginger would snap if a woman even touched his arm on accident.

Feeling guilty for causing the other to have a headache Hamish reached forward and began massaging near the blonde’s temples trying to help his headache go away. There was something about this stranger that made him want to take care of them.

Giving a soft sigh Hamish realized he has to figure out who this man was on his own. A shadow thread slithered into blonde’s pocket and began looking for his ID that would give his identity away. Feeling the shadow thread grab something he smirked and carefully pulled the ID out of the male’s wallet. Taking the card from the thread he head it up so the Brit could see. “Arthur Kirkland?” At first he seemed bored but suddenly his eyes went wide. “YOU’RE ARTHUR KIRKLAND?!”

[Arthur Kirkland]

Arthur looked at the man with obvious annoyance as his temples were massaged. He was very well capable of taking care of his own headache, he didn't need this random stranger to come up and help him. He smacked the other's hands as he glared at the other.

"Stop touching me and leave me alone!!!,"Arthur yelled as he got up from the chair to go leave.

He heard the other's words, loudly, proclaim his name for everybody to hear and thats when his attention was on the man and he grabbed his wallet and ID from him and covered his mouth and drew a small knife from his coat sleeve. He wasn't going to allow this man to ruin his identity or find out if he was an agent.

"Yes, I am Arthur Kirkland but if you want to keep your life and not end up in a trash bin I suggest you keep that loud mouth of yours shut!,"Arthur whispered to the other harshly before he grabbed him roughly and started to push him out of the theatre to a room to the left of the foyer stairs. he locked the door behind him before he glared at the other murderous,"Who are you?"

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The more the male threw a fit the more Hamish knew this was someone he met once or twice during his childhood. Seeing as how many years ago that was he was sure that if he could remember he face of the child the man reminded him of their faces wouldn’t be same due to the aging process. His lips twitched into an almost smile before forced himself to frown again.

When the blonde went to leave he couldn’t fight the small off anymore. This was going to become almost a game for the ginger man. Hamish’s tongue slithered out of his mouth and ran along Arthur’s hand. He wasn’t worried about the knife to his neck because he knew that the blonde male wasn’t looking to kill him.

A playful look come over his face as if this was all just a juvenile game the two of them made up. “Sounds like someone is a little upset.” Hamish allowed himself to be led to a different room by the small blonde.

“Who am I?” The ginger chuckled and shook his head. “I’m your eldest brother! Who would have thought you would be threatening to kill your family?”

[Arthur Kirkland]

Arthur glared at the other, looking over the other's features better now and seen the resemblance they had. It was a high factor that this man was, indeed, his brother but he didn't want to believe it. His brother was died the last that he heard of him. He also didn't want a sibling to mess with his work and screw up his identity because the other had a big mouth.

"I have a hard time believeing that because all my siblings are dead,"Arthur snarled to the other."And I really could care less if I am threatening my "family"

He walked closer to the other as he pointed his blade at the other, a hard glare on his features."Now, I'll tell you once again...Leave.Me.Alone or I'll make sure your body his mangled over a Resistance headquarters,"

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Hamish knew the two had more of a resemblance than just the color of their eyes but since the Scot was older his face was a little more matured. Though Hamish pointed out that they are siblings he left out they are half siblings only sharing a mother. When the two were younger they didn’t see each other often because Hamish usually took care of himself or was with his father. When he was with their mother he usually took care of his siblings but would avoid sleeping in the house and was terrified of their mother.

“I’m not dead and I’m your half brother even if you don’t want to believe me,” his voice was softer now. “Arthur it’s couldn’t care less. Even as a child you were obsessed with speaking properly so you shouldn’t be making mistakes just because you’re upset.”

Not feeling threatened at all Hamish wrapped his arms around Arthur’s waist and move closer to the Brit until the blade was starting to dig into his skin. “I’m not a Resistance member. If you want to kill me go ahead I won’t try to stop you.”

[Arthur Kirkland]

Arthur stuck the knife into the other's side, sure to be hitting a nerve and to tell him a warning to let him go. He struggled in the other's grip around his waist before getting closer to the other. He looked at the other and noticed that he was, indeed, very similar to himself, minus the hair colour of course. But the face, there faces were identical, even, sad to say it, their eyebrows were, expect the other's were slightly smaller.

"S-Shut up!,"Arthur yelled at him, not liking the other to correct him on his grammer."Get off me, before I arrest you for assualting a Government employee,"Arthur hissed, leaving out the agent part.

He stabbed the knife more into the other's skin, drawing blood and he glared at the other,"Unhand me this instant, are you some bloody homosexual or what,"

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Hamish’s eyes went wide feeling the sharp blade pierce his side causing the warm crimson blood to run down his side and down his leg. In his panic Hamish’s grip tightened. Slowly shadows began to dance up from the floor, each slowly becoming a sharp needle, and began to aim for Arthur’s throat. Trying to prevent his power from killing the blonde male Hamish rested his head on Arthur’s shoulder to block the shadow threads.

“If I let go they will stab you,” Hamish whispered and then nodded toward the angry shadows that seemed to want to make Arthur into a pincushion. “Your government would be happy if you kill me since I am constantly stealing from them.”

The stabbing pain only made Hamish grunt some and the needles advance so they pressed themselves against the back of the Brit’s neck. “Arthur take the knife out now! I don’t want you to be hurt so please pull the knife out already!” He was trying to control his power but as long as he was angry and in pain his powers were going to act on their own.