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character. ❝ you have a good heart. be true to it. ❞ name: Arthur King birthdate: 8th November, 1987 ( 25 for the sake of this AU! ) birthplace: London, England gender: male sexuality: bisexual religion: unaffiliated health: outside of a multitude of scars and an old shoulder wound that aches from time to time, he's fairly healthy. meter: ████████████████████

background. ❝ QUOTE QUOTE QUOTE QUOTE QUOTE ❞ Uther King is a well-off businessman that started from nowhere and took himself to the skies by his own means. He married his young love that kept his ruthless business ideals tempered with puppy love to his core; Ygraine was very much Uther's better side, his light and his love, and this is what Arthur took from him. She was perfectly healthy in all the ways that mattered but for the one that took her life in childbirth, though she managed to hold him once and weep his name before she left this world and took Uther's Sun with her. Arthur is what was left behind. His father might've wanted a son, but it was only Ygraine's kindness that softened him enough to parenthood. Without that, he returned to the businessman, and Arthur was raised with a very cold and distant father that either didn't know how to reach out to him or didn't care to try. He was handled to maximum efficiency with minimal interaction, a wetnurse carrying him through most of his infancy and Uther's secretary handling his toddler years between meetings. Arthur learned early on that his father was a very important, very busy man and that it was best to just get out of his way as much as possible. He would help lead the company some day, see, and so he had to become the same steel his father wore in his eyes to face each day that came to him. But Arthur was too full of Ygraine's spirit, her last breath given unto his and carried on through his overflowing love of people and the world around him. He's quiet and reserved at home, but the start of schooling let him open up and other kids naturally flocked to his welcoming energy. Arthur is a social creature, and he didn't understand why Uther hated this about him. His father expected him to be the best in everything, yet demanded he stay away from the eyes of his peers and teachers. Do well but don't get close. Excel and exceed; don't give them a chance to catch up to you. It was confusing enough as it were and only grew moreso when suddenly a new addition was brought to the family. A woman Arthur had never seen before ( and never saw again ) came to the house with a bundle of blankets in her arms that she handed off to Uther, and he handed it off to Arthur in turn to lock himself in his study and have a row with himself. Or someone on the phone, Arthur's not sure. He was too busy unravelling his unexpected gift to find his sister underneath it all, a light patch of black hair starting to grow on her head and tiny little green eyes staring up at him expectantly. He was eight and overwhelmed, even moreso when Uther stormed out of the house that night claiming an emergency meeting. Morgana was Arthur's to raise after that, more or less, though his uncles Agravaine and Tristan started coming 'round the house more often around that time as well. It seemed like his father was always in a rush for something, and no amount of following him around the house would get him to pay attention to either of them.

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miscellaneous. appearance: He's a total footie player, 6' and barrel-chested with slimmer toned muscles that are stronger in his legs than his arms, but both are as fit as he needs them to be. Light blonde hair he keeps artfully tousled ( that is to say, he did comb it, but he musses it with his hands frequently ) and sky-blue eyes he inherited from his mum, he's also got a natural golden tan blemished with the odd scar in various places. There's a large scar on his left shoulder-blade that doesn't look as though it healed properly - though what it's from, Arthur's not saying. He dresses smartly even for his PE courses, always in nice slacks and a button down, sometimes with a tie and vest or blazer as he sees fit. The very air of put together in a bad way. skills: He's good for some fisticuffs! Arthur learned to defend himself and fight back early on out of necessity, so he's ready to jump into fights and take couple blows before ending it himself. He's also fairly learned, having gone through the proper channels of education before dropping his entire life to come to Bullworth. other: Arthur doesn't live on campus, he has a flat in the city and drives to school in an intentionally nondescript car, but some days find him working on his own things late into the evening and he's always early to arrive. It might seem like he's always around, for one reason or another - he'll find one wherever he can.