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realityshifted2009-02-01 04:01 pm
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Constellation 05
[Arthur appears on the Plane, looking very different to how he usually dresses. His hair is parted to the side, and his glasses have been replaced with thick, coke-bottle lenses. He's wearing a stripped polo shirt, a fleece vest, and khaki pants.
There's also an inhaler in his hand, and he seems at quite a loss as to what to do with it.] This is....unusual.
There's also an inhaler in his hand, and he seems at quite a loss as to what to do with it.] This is....unusual.

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Look at me, Arthur. Look at me and ask.
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Please, Master. Please let me have my glasses back.
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[takes Arthur by the arm and pulls him to his feet, then offers the glasses]
There you are, just as promised.
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Thank you.
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I wouldn't ha- you wouldn't ask, would you?
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[Forget the week of anger and hatred, Arthur is filling the Master with happy lulz]
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