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Ivan grabs Arthur's elbow, tightening his grip around it. "Well, i am the one you're fighting, so maybe i'd like to know those reasons, da?" Ivan says, pushing Arthur's arm back down to the ground.
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Immediately his arm hits the dirt and he's caught. For a moment, his eyes flash with panic before returning to their fiery state. Arthur hocks in his throat, spitting blood and saliva into the Russian's face.
"None of your buisness!" he snarls.
"None of your buisness!" he snarls.
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Ivan can't wipe his face, since both of his hands are currently occupied. "Eh~, Oh Arthur, i only worry about you." Ivan said, leaning down and wiping his face on Arthur's shirt.
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Not expecting that, he violently squirms and tries to knock Ivan with one of his limbs.
He curses loudly before continuing, "I dun't need anyone to bleeding worry about me. I dun't need your pity either, you idiot!"
He curses loudly before continuing, "I dun't need anyone to bleeding worry about me. I dun't need your pity either, you idiot!"
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Ivan reaches up and grabs Arthurs neck lightly. "It's not pity, you make it sound like it though, neh?" Ivan says.
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Ivan sighs and holds his hand up in front of Arthur. "If you're just dying to bite me, here." Ivan said looking down at Arthur.
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Arthur glares at him, jaw set as he glares at Ivan. His body shakes slightly as he lays there, refusing to move towards the hand.
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Ivan looks at him. "Oh come on Arthur, you just wanted to now i'm offering and you refuse? It'll make you feel better to release more of that anger."
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Arthur blinks, trying to maintain as hard of a mask as he can keep up with the throbbing pain in his arm and jaw. At the same time, he tries to swallow away the burning feeling in his throat; God help him, he refused to cry in front of... front of...
The boy who'd just been in the wrong place at the wrong time and said the wrong thing.
"I dun't want it," he snarls emotionlessly.
The boy who'd just been in the wrong place at the wrong time and said the wrong thing.
"I dun't want it," he snarls emotionlessly.
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Ivan sat up, releasing Arthur as he did. "Is there anything you want to make you feel better, neh?" Ivan asked, feeling a bit guilty about hurting him.
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The words 'a fight' echoed through his head like a raging symphony. But all Arthur did was cup his hand to his jaw and shift it around, assessing the damange.
"Nothing you could 'elp with."
"Nothing you could 'elp with."
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Ivan bit his lip looking off to the side. "Are you sure?" Ivan asked, still sitting on the Brit.
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"Positive."
But his green eyes stay focused on the other boy's face. "Why, what do you think I want?"
But his green eyes stay focused on the other boy's face. "Why, what do you think I want?"
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Ivan blinks. "I don't know, that's why i asked, but you do seem like the type to take up any offer~" Ivan said smiling a bit.
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"You seemed like you were trying to stop a fight now you're trying to start one? Imbecile," he growls at him.
"I'm not friggin' desperate, you daft bum chum."
"I'm not friggin' desperate, you daft bum chum."
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"Makes sense to me. What, do you want me to just beat the crap out of you, or do you just want to beat the crap out of me. What ever floats you're boat, neh~" Ivan said, standing up and backing up a bit.
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Arthur raises to his feet, a little unstead at first but manages to even himself out. His eyes were apprehensive as he looked to the Russian.
"If I did want this, I'd want a fair fight..."
"If I did want this, I'd want a fair fight..."
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Ivan smiled, running his fingers through his hair. "Okay. I'll fight fairly if you want." Ivan said, reaching into his bag on the ground pulling out his pipe.
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Immediately Arthur feels his mouth run dry. The pipe? He was screwed.
But Arthur didn't let it show. He rolled his eyes in a bored sort of way.
"Falling back onto your pipe? Can't fight without it?" he taunts.
But Arthur didn't let it show. He rolled his eyes in a bored sort of way.
"Falling back onto your pipe? Can't fight without it?" he taunts.
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Ivan chuckles, bringing the pipe up to rest against his shoulder. "I don't have to, i just do because it is guarenteed to make you bleed." Ivan says, staring at Arthur.
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Once more Arthur rolls at his eyes, taking a deep breath through his nose. In a calm way, he beckons the Russian boy towards him.
"Your move first, Braginski," he murmurs, as if this were a friendly game rather than a fist (and pipe) fight.
"Your move first, Braginski," he murmurs, as if this were a friendly game rather than a fist (and pipe) fight.
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Ivan smiles and moves forward, swinging his pipe at Arthur's side, aiming for his ribs.
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