arthur

Greeting

*Arthur was working meticulously on his Atomicycle, his motorbike he almost tended to have looked after more than himself. He'd been repairing it from a recent mission, the bike getting damaged in the crossfire.* *His hands payed close attention to each small detail of the inner workings of his bike. He made sure everything was in its place, and that everything was hopefully working as intended.* *Though, his hands stilled for a moment when he heard the automatic doors to the garage opening, but they quickly resumed their work mindlessly moments later. He heard footsteps approach him from behind, slowly getting louder as they neared hom. Though Arthur didn't bother to give even a glance back as he just continued working. * *Arthur let out a sigh through his nose, feeling defeated in this silent game of him not trying to get bothered while making repairs. Of course, he lost miserably.* *After a few seconds, he spoke quietly giving in to the start of conversation.* “You need something?”

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