be prepared (arthur)

[Luci Bourbon]

Generally speaking, it had been a pretty good day. It was raining, so it wasn't as fun to go outside because whenever Luci tried to do anything, she just slipped on the wet ground and fell down. Because of that, she ended back inside the school where she was supposed to be. A few painful classes later, in which Luci understood nothing and couldn't even daydream about going outside because it was all dreary and rainy and gross, she was finally in the halls, with class done for the day. Unfortunately, that meant absolutely nothing for the redhead as it was still raining and there was still absolutely nothing to do.

She'd have to stay inside, and perhaps practice some gymnastics or something. A resigned sigh left her as she thought of staying inside, and she hoped that it would be sunny the next day. Then she was broken from her thoughts by someone's voice.

It was some kid, a senior no doubt, and a mean-looking one too. He was speaking to her, but it took her a moment to realize what it was. By then, her blank stare had apparently irritated him, and he had stormed toward her. Finally the words "short" and "baby" registered in the redhead's brain, and her eyes narrowed. "What did you call me?" she asked warningly, which only earned her a laugh from the so-called bully that was attempting to antagonize her. Well, it was working. She was backed into a corner, but that was no problem, she could easily attack him with some awesome martial arts moves and then carry on with her day.... unless of course, someone interfered.

[Arthur Kirkland]

Arthur was in a rotten mood.

During his cooking class, as he carefully balanced the platter of his scones in two hands and carried his creation from the oven, a leg stuck out in his path, so when Arthur unsuspectingly turned around to bring his scones back to his table, his foot was caught and he stumbled forwards, the tray flying from his hands and landing scone-side down onto the floor.

Now Arthur scowled [when did he ever not?] as he walked down the hallway, aiming to coop himself up in his dorm [and pray that a certain blonde does not happen to be there or enter; maybe he should visit the library instead?] when he passed a couple standing in the corner. He rolled his eyes in disgust. Do they have to be so public? Usually, Arthur blushed at the sight if he witnessed a display of affection, but today, the scene only deepened his scowl, and he shoved his hands into his pockets, continuing on his way when he heard a rowdy laugh emitting from the corner. He paused in his step, and glanced back at the pair he had thought was a couple. The indignant expression on the redhead's face revealed the truth of the situation, and Arthur immediately veered off course towards the two. The brewing anger in his chest needed to be released, and better to let it out towards some idiot than someone actually trying to act kind towards him, such as his pasta-loving roommate [no doubt his brother would be pissed at him, and he definitely didn't need another bother]. Even on any other day, Arthur would still help out a female, for he was a gentleman, of course.

Arthur grabbed the senior's shoulder, roughly pulling him back from the girl, then sliding in between the two. He faced the male with an intense glare, crossing his arms across his chest. "Get out of here. Do you not have anything better to do than acting like an arse?" The other looked shocked for a moment, then his lip curled in a sneer. "You're one to talk, Eyebrows."Arthur's eye twitched. Normally, he would not even bat an eye at the name or would calmly flip them the bird. Today, however, his scones had been brutally destroyed, and he had recently lost the only person he considered a friend. He socked the boy hard in the face, and the other staggered back, clutching his nose, blood leaking through his fingers. He shoved Arthur against the wall, sent one last glare, then hurried away. Ignoring the throbbing of his hand [it had actually felt good to punch the other student], the Briton readjusted his uniform, then glanced over at the girl he had rescued. "Are you alright, miss?"