Call my lifeline (one-on-one//closed)

Arthur blinked at his sudden change in attitude, "Uhmmm.. depends on what you wanna know….." he saa=id shyly, curling up a bit more.

Kyle shrugged, picking at a loose thread on the jumper, "Everything would be good, but I'm cool with whatever you're willing to share."

Arthur shrugged, still not sure what to say…. What the heck do I tell him? That I'm only half human? That I have powers like the rest of the town?
Maybe you should start with that obvious crush you have on him.
WILL YOU PLEASE KEEP YOUR NOSE OUTTA MY LIFE!!!

"I… I understand if you don't, just… thought I'd get to know you a little better if we're going to become friends, ya know?" Kyle cursed at the fact that he had no social skills to help him out.

"It..it's ok… I'm… just… " Arthur cringed at his own idiocy. then the oven timer went, making Arthur jump. Scrambling up he went to go get it, dumping the contents of each pan into a large bowl, and then grabbing two small containers, the ketchup and the salsa. Putting the lot on a tray he went back to the living room. "At least we have food right? Even though one of us is a nervous jerk…" he said referring to himself.

(I've gotta go to bed, I'll reply in the morning)
Kyle giggled when Arthur jumped and smiled when he came back with food, "I don't think it's just one of us who's nervous, I think it's both," He replied quietly, a faint redness adorning his cheeks.

Arthur went red to, "Well at least there's no one else to embarrass ourselves with…" he said quietly, moving papers to make room for food. "If there's anything else we need I probably have it somewhere…." he said, sitting down with a mozzeralla stick.
(Aww… Okay, See you when you wake up!)

(Sorry, got distracted by school stuff)
Kyle nodded, pushing his hand out of one of the sweater paws and grabbed a couple french fries, “True. So, we were talking about you. Well, getting there at least.”

Arthur curled up again, "uh… right…. uhm… if you wanna ask me questions I think you'll have to be more specific…" he said sheepishly.

(It's cool!)

“Okay…” He through for a few moments, “Where did you last live before coming to St. Aimes?”

"Further West of here" said Arthur not bothering to elaborate.

He nodded, “Do you have any family?”

"Uhm… lets see…. One older sister, two older brothers, and of course adding in my younger twin brother and sister… two sisters three brothers… and I think I have a niece…." said Arthur thinking for a moment.

(Hey, I just wanted to say that I'm taking a break for a couple days to deal with school work and a broken heart. I'll be back after the weekend is over and I might drop in once or twice but I can't promise anything. I'll be back, though.)

Kyle's eyes widened a little, "Wow… that's a lot. I can't even deal with one brother let alone three and two sisters. Okay, tell me about you. Your interest, likes, dislikes and so on."

(Ok cool! Take all the time you need! Just pls don't abandon this forever….)
"Hmmm…." Arthur thought about it as he munched on another mozzeralla stick. "Well I've always like exploring, I definitely don't like bullies, or fighting…." he trailed off… "I've always liked art too…."

(poking So I don't forget…..)

(Ooft, I'm back!)

"What kind of art?" Kyle leaned forward a little, "Painting? Sculptures? Drawing?"

"Sketches…." Said Arthur a little surprised by Kyle's reaction.
(YAY!!!!)

(Poke)

(Sorry, had a busy day, oooft)
"Fun! I prefer painting myself but sketching is cool," He smiled shyly, "Can I see some of yours, please?"

"I…I guess…" Arthur got up and went to a box on the shelf. Opening it he pulled out a couple of sketchpads. Coming back over he handed them to Kyle. The sketchpads were both filled with drawings of wolves, magic, and some interesting people.

(No worries!)

(pokey… I'm poking everything out of procrastinating and boredom so don't mind me…)

Kyle admired each and every one of them. He gave each the same amount of attention, occasionally looking up to smile at Arthur, "These are amazing."

"It's just a hobby…." said Arthur shyly, And they're the only photos I have of my family…

"You should pursue it as a career. They're so good." Kyle replied, his eyes alight with curiosity.

"Wait…. really?" Arthur asked, surprised. "I didn't think they were that good…."

"The artist is always modest," Kyle mumbled, "But really, I think you should."

"It… it was more of a personal hobby…. not a career idea…" he said sheepishly, "I'm not even in art…."