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Pulsar
- Joined
- Dec 22, 2014
- Location
- United States
Arthur Curry was born to a man named Thomas Curry, who was a lighthouse keeper in Amnesty Bay. His mother was named Atlannta, the Queen of Atlantis. They were from two different worlds and probably should have never met or co-existed. Yet, they did. There was hope that Arthur might one day unite their two worlds together. Atlantis hated the people on the surface while the surface dwellers believed Atlantis was a myth. Although Arthur may have been interested in visiting his other home, he never made the trek, just staying on the surface.
On the land, he made a difference. The male had yet to encounter a human with as much strength as he had. He helped out everyone he could, especially those that found themselves in troubled waters. Today, though, he was trying to take a break. There was a bar on the pier where his father frequented, so Arthur happened to frequent it as well. Today, he was here alone. There were maybe five or six others around, but it was a relatively quiet Saturday evening. Arthur was enjoying a beer and watching football on the television behind the bar.
Everyone that came to this bar were usually men that fished or used the docks or sat out on ship voyages. There were not many newcomers. It was not really the spot one would come to in order to meet someone, which was why Arthur was shocked to see a new face walk in. Not only was this a new face, however, but this was possibly the most gorgeous face he had ever seen. The first thing he noticed, though, was that long, flowing, deep red hair. Arthur’s jaw almost dropped when she walked in. He, just like everyone else, was trying their best to not stare.
Just as Arthur looked away from her, he could hear the footsteps approaching. He was sitting at the bar while everyone else were scattered about at various tables and stools throughout. Yet, this strange woman decided to pick the bar stool that was right beside his own. Now, Arthur believed he had seen a woman that was out of his league, but whatever, he wasn’t shy nor was he nervous. “So… you’re definitely new here. My name’s Arthur. What’s yours?” He asked, flashing her the best, flirtatious smile that he could offer. Immediately, he could tell that there was something special about her.
On the land, he made a difference. The male had yet to encounter a human with as much strength as he had. He helped out everyone he could, especially those that found themselves in troubled waters. Today, though, he was trying to take a break. There was a bar on the pier where his father frequented, so Arthur happened to frequent it as well. Today, he was here alone. There were maybe five or six others around, but it was a relatively quiet Saturday evening. Arthur was enjoying a beer and watching football on the television behind the bar.
Everyone that came to this bar were usually men that fished or used the docks or sat out on ship voyages. There were not many newcomers. It was not really the spot one would come to in order to meet someone, which was why Arthur was shocked to see a new face walk in. Not only was this a new face, however, but this was possibly the most gorgeous face he had ever seen. The first thing he noticed, though, was that long, flowing, deep red hair. Arthur’s jaw almost dropped when she walked in. He, just like everyone else, was trying their best to not stare.
Just as Arthur looked away from her, he could hear the footsteps approaching. He was sitting at the bar while everyone else were scattered about at various tables and stools throughout. Yet, this strange woman decided to pick the bar stool that was right beside his own. Now, Arthur believed he had seen a woman that was out of his league, but whatever, he wasn’t shy nor was he nervous. “So… you’re definitely new here. My name’s Arthur. What’s yours?” He asked, flashing her the best, flirtatious smile that he could offer. Immediately, he could tell that there was something special about her.