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[This appears to be the most adorable virus post ever. James is in a sitting room that can only be Lord Akeldama's; it's pink with green trim. His arms are out in front of him, and resting the length of them, her head cradled in his palms, is Prudence. James is cooing at her, his cheeks puffed out -- when suddenly he stops. A look of pain and regret crosses his face, combined with the sudden desire to leave Eames for his own good -- all he ever does is hurt him. Which would make perfect sense, if he were with Eames. Clearly shaken, he sets the baby in her bassinet.]

That is certainly unsettling. Arthur, a word?

[This is going to be so awkward to for both of them.]

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action;

[carriesparasol]

[coming out of the literal closet. yep.]

James? Is something the matter?

[nudistking]

Such frivolity so soon! How exciting. (shhh he's not naked.)

this just in: Lord A and Sinbad need to be bffs. More news at nine.

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[Are you --

This is what happens in Lord Akeldama's house. THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS.]

I don't believe we know each other, sir. [Let's keep it that way, mmmmk?]

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[Sob Alexia your living conditions.]

I believe it is a virus, unless I've mistaken your daughter for a burly, overly talkative English man. [With very nice lips. Where the hell did that come from?]

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[Arthur doesn't feel like talking, James. He likes to keep his feelings to himself now and rejoice in his misery. Not really, is not exactly fun, but somehow he can't help it.

Seeing Akeldama's house makes him remember Lyall, which is somehow painful and sad at the same time. And he's nto even sure why because those feelings are not his own. He's also feeling ashamed of being with Eames and that is driving him quite crazy.]

Indeed it is.

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[James is trying very hard to ignore the association with Randolph that Akeldama and Alexia bring up. The man made his decisions and James made his own. He doesn't have room to pretend otherwise -- or moon after someone who committed treason. It's not like he's never experienced heartbreak before. He'll be Just Fine.

...Wait... If he is feeling Arthur's emotions, is the reverse true as well? Have some fear.]

-- I -- in person is probably best, or else the community is likely to leak it.

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[Arthur know nows...he doesn't fully understand, however. If only he could focus on the happy feeling of holding Alexia's baby, that was a much better sensation even if he's not really holding the baby itself.

Fear is something Arthur's not used to feel, at least he can soothe that feeling. Too bad that the one who will feel calm won't be him now.]

So we are really...? [Oh hai, anxiety.] Good idea. Where? your world? Alexia's? mine?

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If you'd rather not, that's fine. I'm sure we can work something out.

[It's ridiculous how happy that baby makes James, okay? Even now, with the nausea climbing up his stomach, he's pausing to tickle her toes.]

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No,no... [That gesture made him smile.]..it's okay. I will get there in a few minutes. I hope miss Maccon doesn't mind.

action;

[carriesparasol]

[Things are always exciting, certainly.]

I will be the first to admit that her complexion has not improved just yet, but I do not believe that kind of confusion could be made.

yes.

[nudistking]

I am Sinbad of the Seven Seas, my very pale friend.

I'll make it so.

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Never heard of you.

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Perhaps not, then.

Do you mind terribly if we receive another visitor?

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I'm sure it will be fine.

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... Well, not everyone is as well informed, I am sure.

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That must be it.

[nudistking]

I pity you, you have been depraved of such marvelous adventures.

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I believe I'll survive.

[nudistking]

What a sad survival it would be.

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It really won't be.

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I am fine with another visitor, though if they are to visit here you should consult with Lord Akeldama.

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[But he doesn't respect Lord Akeldama. Who is totally OK with well dressed, handsome young men.]

Are you feeling at all strange?

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Alright, see you soon.

[In 15 minutes, more or less, he's there knocking on the door.]

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[Where he is greeted by one of Lord Akeldama's silly fops, who escorts him to the room they've found for James and Arthur to speak privately. The discomfort rolling from James is probably because of the frescos on the ceiling. They're even more... explicit.. than usual.]

Hello.

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[If they find his clothes strange, Arthur is glad they keep that to themselves. It's been so much time since he saw James and due to the fact that their reaction is less than stellar now he's not sure if he should shake the man's hand or not.

The thought that James is probably disgusted at the idea of even touching him again makes Arthur settle for a:]

Good day. [His eyes can't help but wander up to look at the ceiling briefly. AJSHASAKGSAS.]