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sortinghat_logs2012-09-05 05:17 pm
rule_britannia) wrote in sortinghat_logs2012-09-05 05:17 pm
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Friends are the roses of life;
WHO: Arthur Kirkland and Tony Stark
TONE: General - Introspection, probably snark, possible mild angst
RATING: G
WHEN: September 5th, night
WHERE: Slytherin common room
WHAT: Arthur wakes up after a nightmare, and finds Tony sitting up in the common room. Talking ensues.
STATUS: Ongoing
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Arthur woke up with a start and a choked off gasp, the kind that only someone well practised in holding in the first yelp after a nightmare can make. He breathed out slowly, rather glad to find that Eriq was, for once, sound asleep and not watching him, and when it became quite clear after a few minutes that he wasn't going to be able to get back to sleep, he shoved the covers back and got up, pulling on his dressing gown and quietly leaving the dorm room with a book in his hand.
The Slytherin dorms always had a strange chill and it was more noticeable at night. He was wishing he'd put on some socks as he padded near-silently up to the common room, intent on curling up next to the fire until he felt like he could sleep again. It was with no small amount of surprise that he realised he wasn't alone.
".. Stark? What are you doing up?"
TONE: General - Introspection, probably snark, possible mild angst
RATING: G
WHEN: September 5th, night
WHERE: Slytherin common room
WHAT: Arthur wakes up after a nightmare, and finds Tony sitting up in the common room. Talking ensues.
STATUS: Ongoing
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Arthur woke up with a start and a choked off gasp, the kind that only someone well practised in holding in the first yelp after a nightmare can make. He breathed out slowly, rather glad to find that Eriq was, for once, sound asleep and not watching him, and when it became quite clear after a few minutes that he wasn't going to be able to get back to sleep, he shoved the covers back and got up, pulling on his dressing gown and quietly leaving the dorm room with a book in his hand.
The Slytherin dorms always had a strange chill and it was more noticeable at night. He was wishing he'd put on some socks as he padded near-silently up to the common room, intent on curling up next to the fire until he felt like he could sleep again. It was with no small amount of surprise that he realised he wasn't alone.
".. Stark? What are you doing up?"
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It sounded like more trouble than it was worth, though he could see the appeal. Arthur's personality didn't really lend itself well to such things, however.
"Expectations aside.. what do you want to be?"
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"I want to be an engineer, I want to work for and own Stark Industries. Keep the world safe with what I produce?"
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"'Keep the world safe'. That's noble."
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"It's not noble, it's just good business. And there's enough ... Yeah."
He feels a bit silly for wanting to say that he thinks there enough suffering and that something needs to be done about it.
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Arthur watched him curiously, drawing his knees up to his chest again. He was a bit of a fidgeter by nature and it didn't help that it was starting to feel cold in here.
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He shrugs and shifts, feeling a bit dumb for saying it.
"Dad's company does a lot towards helping muggle and wizard kind. And I want to continue that"