((It is quite entertaining. x3))
{. Arthur Kirkland .}
Arthur chuckled darkly, shaking his head as if he were disappointed. "I don't play that way, rat," he hissed, using the insult the Spaniard had tried on him earlier. "Besides, then who would I fight constantly?" His ears pricked when he heard Peter start yelling about something, but paid no attention to it. The blond smirked, making one slit across Antonio's neck. It wasn't a leathal cut, but it was still a cut that would scar. That was enough to make the British pirate happy. He stood off the other, kicking him in the side before wiping the blood off his sword on him. Your blood, your stain. Not mine.
{. Arthur Kirkland .}
Arthur chuckled darkly, shaking his head as if he were disappointed. "I don't play that way, rat," he hissed, using the insult the Spaniard had tried on him earlier. "Besides, then who would I fight constantly?" His ears pricked when he heard Peter start yelling about something, but paid no attention to it. The blond smirked, making one slit across Antonio's neck. It wasn't a leathal cut, but it was still a cut that would scar. That was enough to make the British pirate happy. He stood off the other, kicking him in the side before wiping the blood off his sword on him. Your blood, your stain. Not mine.















