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The dorms at Gravard Academy were expensive -- exceedingly expensive. However, after many calculations on the cost of dorm pay versus that of continual public transport (as well as lost time) from Arthur's abismally distant home to the prestige and wealth of Gravard, it had been decided that he would house there (for the second year running). But, then again, it might have been a lot more expensive if the school didn't pay for his entire tuition, as well as the majority of his living expenses. Then again, he supposed that sort of money came easily to such a wealthy academy.

Speaking of wealth, there was one such student simply reeked of the overbearing, spoiled air of having so much excess that, perhaps because he simply did not know what to do with all that money, he had taken to wearing such flamboyant and extravagant clothing as was entirely uneccessary.

Arthur was quite a guarded person. He was popular, yes, and very pleasant to be around... but he always felt... lower than all those around him. Which, as far as money and status went, he was. Therefor, it was quite understandable that his expression became rather closed, a small frown wrinkling across his brow as his eyes followed the "I'm all-important" senior.

((I just want to add in a quick disclaimer: the opinions of Basil are not my own. I just wanted to create a character that would cause conflict, since you guys created such nice ones. sweatdrop I know this might seem weird to add in right now, since I hopefully haven't made anyone mad yet, but this is my first time RP-ing a character that doesn't share my beliefs, so I just don't want to offend anyone. So yeah....if Basil ever upsets you, don't get angry, get even. twisted ))


Basil knew that diplomacy was key. First impressions were never forgotten.

A flamboyant bow ensued.

"It is a pleasure, my good sir....or do you wish to be addressed as madam?" He smiled charmingly down at the sophomore. "Our name is Basil Anastas Stokej the third, and We are a senior. Our speech was a mere business proposition directed to those that should so desire it. However, We have a special venture We wish to pursue with you."

Basil abruptly halted his speech and a dramatic pause ensued. However, before the other boy could fill it in with mindless jabber irrelevant to the conversation, which would be completely unfair, seeing as HE, Basil, soon-to-be-King, had started it.... And what was he thinking about again?-Oh yeah. His proposition. Basil cleared his throat and then asked the crossdresser in a low, serious voice on par with the low, serious "I'm acting" voice of Keanau Reeves (that is, not a very good one):

"Will you, Kaori-san, be Our Foreign Ambassador?"

On the outside, Basil was the picture of serenity.

"Very well then, since you have no preference, We shall address you as 'sir'. And yes, We wish for you to be Our foreign ambassador. Such a position is necessary for one, such as Ourselves, who will one day rule."

He paused a moment to toss his hair back in what he believed to be an aristocratic demonstration of manliness.

"As for your duties.... you need not worry about them; they are simple. First, and foremost, you shall swear your allegiance to Our Royal Person. From there, it shall be a simple matter of creating beneficial political and personal ties to a region of the world- considering your pride in your ancestry, as evidenced through your apparel, as well as you name, you are Asian. -Therefore, your duties shall be to spread word of Our greatness to the peoples of the Asianic region, as well as acting as a translator when necessary. It is a momentous task, but should you accept this job, your name, as well as the names of your posterity, shall be recorded into the annals of history. So, do you accept, Kaori-san?"


On the outside, this entire presentation was delivered in a calm, composed, and serene manner. On the inside....

On the inside, Basil was currently whirling around in circles in a psychadelic swirl of hippie colors and flowers, all the while internally singing "Be Prepared" from the Lion King.

Oh yeah. He had his foreign ambassador. Now all he had to do was finalize it and deal with the paperwork.....

((LOL, poor, delusional Basil. XD

But yeah, don't worry so much about short posts. A short post is better than no post, right? ))

Hm....maybe it was too early to celebrate after all. It seemed that this boy would be hard to crack. No matter- all would, in the end, succumb to his glorious vision of the future. Now how to explain this all in laymen's terms...

Just as Basil was about to begin a clearer explanation of what exactly it was that he desired of the younger male, the first bell rang.

"Ou, bollocks! And here We are, still without Our schedule.... We wish Our secretary was here...." the flamboyant young man broke out of his momentary lapse of decorum. "If you'll excuse Us, Kaori-san. Our presence is required in the Administrative Office. However, We shall be in touch. We bid thee adieu!"

A graceful bow later, Basil was purposefully gliding (and such it always was- important personages such as HIM never ran or rushed) towards the main offices.

((Alrightie guys, Basil is now out of your hair for a few days- I'm going to be on a retreat until Thursday night/Friday. So have fun in the meanwhile, since I expect to see a bunch of stuff happened while I was gone! *winks*))

Marlow grinned a toothy smile at Kev, as he was always one for mischief and fun, and Siegfried seemed like just the most amusing character he had ever seen grace the halls of Gravard. “Well, personally I would love to see his bedroom practices.” He put on his best British accent, which was to say, a not very good one, and spoke aloud, and quite carefree. “We would like to be pleasured now...” Laughing at his own joke, he glanced to Will for approval, only to see that little glare. Was that... Jealousy? But at what? Marlow could only assume.

“Oh, but don’t worry Will, I’ve only got eyes for you.” He winked, then turned his attention back to Kev. Hard to get probably wasn’t the best way to play things, but he had to have his fun. “So you look like you’re in a good mood today.”

If it was anyone else (well other than Will) Marlow would have been very, very perturbed by the entire ordeal of having someone invading his personal bubble - as despite being known for the occasional deviant utterance, he was a bit of a prude when it came to others touching him. But, Kev and Will were exceptions.

“Well there’s only one way to find out, isn’t there,” he mused, continuing to voice his frivolous thoughts, “We must seduce his majesty in order to hear his banter. Of course, we’ll be successful, as who wouldn’t want to have a foursome with a pair of hot English twins and a very, very sexy American hunk like me?” He was exaggerating a teeny, tiny bit there, and his smile gave it all away.

“Okay, come on, Kevin.” He shifted his stance, no longer supporting Kev’s weight, but reaching to take hold of his wrist so he could lead him away, “Lets go get ready for class.”

((Good night! smile ))

((Been forever since I posted sweatdrop I'll try to sometime tomorrow just been having school stuff))