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[ It's a check in. Just something quick at first, because this still feels so unreal. He's rolled his totem, but it's not the same. ]
>>FROM: @POINTANDKICK
>>TO: @CHIPPER
The people running this whole gig really have an awful sense of humor.
>>FROM: @POINTANDKICK
>>TO: @CHIPPER
The people running this whole gig really have an awful sense of humor.
@POINTANDKICK I think it's brilliant. Laughed out loud at Cobb's.
@POINTANDKICK Checking up on me?
[If that sounds smug, good. It is.]
@POINTANDKICK Checking up on me?
[If that sounds smug, good. It is.]
[ WHY DOES HE BOTHER HE'S NOT EVEN RUNNING POINT FOR THIS MISSION ]
@CHIPPER Dom's is a special circumstance. Very special.
@CHIPPER I heard people disappear sometimes. Rolling my secondary totem, you could say.
@CHIPPER Dom's is a special circumstance. Very special.
@CHIPPER I heard people disappear sometimes. Rolling my secondary totem, you could say.
@POINTANDKICK need to check if I'm real? ;)
@POINTANDKICK I do appreciate it. honestly it's a bit lonely not knowing a lot of people
@POINTANDKICK any chance I could hop over to where you're staying? I'll bring things!
[This is kind of weird, outside their relationship lines, but well... it's true. It is kind of lonely right now.]
@POINTANDKICK I do appreciate it. honestly it's a bit lonely not knowing a lot of people
@POINTANDKICK any chance I could hop over to where you're staying? I'll bring things!
[This is kind of weird, outside their relationship lines, but well... it's true. It is kind of lonely right now.]
@CHIPPER If that's some kind of innuendo, Mr Eames, I'm shooting you first thing.
@CHIPPER Fine I guess. Careful of the mob out there, it's looking messy.
[ This is definitely beyond their normal lines. But this is also beyond their scope of things. They aren't trouncing through some weird extraction– this is real, no matter how much it feels like it isn't. Arthur sends Eames coordinates to the inn he's holed up in, feeling twinges of anxiety at the building chaos outside. ]
@CHIPPER Fine I guess. Careful of the mob out there, it's looking messy.
[ This is definitely beyond their normal lines. But this is also beyond their scope of things. They aren't trouncing through some weird extraction– this is real, no matter how much it feels like it isn't. Arthur sends Eames coordinates to the inn he's holed up in, feeling twinges of anxiety at the building chaos outside. ]
[He just texts back - ] @POINTANDKICK :)
[ - and then he's off. It takes him longer than it should, but soon, Arthur will hear a knock on his door (shave and a haircut, two bits). He's got a couple of drinks in his hands, and a basket hanging off his arm.]
Arthur? [he says quietly, just so he's sure it's him.]
[ - and then he's off. It takes him longer than it should, but soon, Arthur will hear a knock on his door (shave and a haircut, two bits). He's got a couple of drinks in his hands, and a basket hanging off his arm.]
Arthur? [he says quietly, just so he's sure it's him.]
[ In the meantime, he tries his best to stay away from the window. And to not pace the room. He's on the second floor, so he's sure if someone's the level under, they'd be irritated. Still, it's hard to sit still without much occupying him and he ends up penning some useless notes while his one leg shakes with residual nerves.
The knock on the door throws him out of that completely (thankfully) and he's opening it as soon as he hears the correct sequence. ]
Hey.
[ Arthur steps aside quickly, letting Eames in. And after, the door gets locked. Just in case. ]
I see you made it in once piece.
The knock on the door throws him out of that completely (thankfully) and he's opening it as soon as he hears the correct sequence. ]
Hey.
[ Arthur steps aside quickly, letting Eames in. And after, the door gets locked. Just in case. ]
I see you made it in once piece.
[He sets the drinks down and basket down, smiling.] Yes, I did.
[And then he's bending down to sit on his bed and his face screws up in pain for a moment.] Okay, mostly.
[He sits down heavily, peeling out of his jacket carefully.] Someone managed to knee me in the torso somehow. Bloody riot. But I brought alcohol and sweets.
[And then he's bending down to sit on his bed and his face screws up in pain for a moment.] Okay, mostly.
[He sits down heavily, peeling out of his jacket carefully.] Someone managed to knee me in the torso somehow. Bloody riot. But I brought alcohol and sweets.
Yeah. Well. That's what they are, riots.
[ He's pointing out the obvious, but it's part of their banter. ] Did they wind you or something?
[ Arthur takes a seat in the rickety desk chair, legs stretching out in front of him. Normally he's not one to go looking for socialization, but just having Eames here is better than the empty room. Something to think about other than the chaos outside. ]
What kind of sweets?
[ He's pointing out the obvious, but it's part of their banter. ] Did they wind you or something?
[ Arthur takes a seat in the rickety desk chair, legs stretching out in front of him. Normally he's not one to go looking for socialization, but just having Eames here is better than the empty room. Something to think about other than the chaos outside. ]
What kind of sweets?
>> TO: @CHIPPER
>> FROM: @POINTANDKICK
I've got a PASIV. No excuses for getting lazy or out of practice.
>> FROM: @POINTANDKICK
I've got a PASIV. No excuses for getting lazy or out of practice.
@POINTANDKICK sometimes arthur, you're bloody brilliant.
@POINTANDKICK where the hell did you get it??
@POINTANDKICK where the hell did you get it??
@CHIPPER Save the flattery for after I take someone through their paces for the first time.
@CHIPPER I asked nicely. With documentation.
[ Because of course he did. ]
@CHIPPER I asked nicely. With documentation.
[ Because of course he did. ]
@POINTANDKICK wait we're SHARING this with everyone???
@POINTANDKICK I ask in a totally non-selfish manner. can we get more somnacin?
@POINTANDKICK I ask in a totally non-selfish manner. can we get more somnacin?
@CHIPPER Maybe not everyone. I'm not keeping this to myself though. Dreamshare wasn't nearly as widespread enough back home as it was.
@CHIPPER Probably. I'll fill out more papers and see. It might take some time– no idea how they're hunting it down.
@CHIPPER Probably. I'll fill out more papers and see. It might take some time– no idea how they're hunting it down.
[He can't say he agrees with that precisely, but he won't say anything.]
@POINTANDKICK what do you intend to do with it here?
@POINTANDKICK what do you intend to do with it here?
[ Eames don't rain on his parade!!! ]
@CHIPPER Use it for non-extraction. If I were to be practical, training– weapons, hand to hand, etc– would be the best utilization for it.
@CHIPPER Not sure how practical I'll be just yet. Kind of nice to not worry about a job for once.
@CHIPPER Use it for non-extraction. If I were to be practical, training– weapons, hand to hand, etc– would be the best utilization for it.
@CHIPPER Not sure how practical I'll be just yet. Kind of nice to not worry about a job for once.
[He gives him a look at the first sentence, like boy, don't mess with me.]
Yeah, they did.
[He relaxes back against the wall, gesturing at the basket.]
Croissants, madeleines, beignets... go ahead and look.
[A pause.] When are these... missions over with?
Yeah, they did.
[He relaxes back against the wall, gesturing at the basket.]
Croissants, madeleines, beignets... go ahead and look.
[A pause.] When are these... missions over with?
@POINTANDKICK I suppose that's a good cause.
@POINTANDKICK it is. kind of strange too. haven't taken a break in a long time. though I don't know if this can be considered a break.
@POINTANDKICK it is. kind of strange too. haven't taken a break in a long time. though I don't know if this can be considered a break.
[ Eames gives him a look and Arthur stares back at him. But then he ducks his head, hiding the small smile and a huff of a laugh. He doesn't always get to pull one over on the forger. ]
Quite the assortment. Have a seat. [ He gestures to the bed and afterwards, pokes through the basket. ]
No idea. Whenever they decide we've mucked things up enough, most likely. [ Arthur gets out of his chair, goes over to the side table where two stolen coffee cups sit. From the basket, he procures the bottle of drink and pours it into the mugs. Classy as fuck. ] No fancy glassware here, sorry.
Quite the assortment. Have a seat. [ He gestures to the bed and afterwards, pokes through the basket. ]
No idea. Whenever they decide we've mucked things up enough, most likely. [ Arthur gets out of his chair, goes over to the side table where two stolen coffee cups sit. From the basket, he procures the bottle of drink and pours it into the mugs. Classy as fuck. ] No fancy glassware here, sorry.
@CHIPPER You suppose? Don't sound so convinced.
@CHIPPER In a way it is. At least from our normal fare. No stealing ideas or sticking them into people's heads.
@CHIPPER In a way it is. At least from our normal fare. No stealing ideas or sticking them into people's heads.
[Just neatly avoids that first part.]
@POINTANDKICK it's rather weird work, even for us.
@POINTANDKICK where have you been so far? I'm curious.
@POINTANDKICK it's rather weird work, even for us.
@POINTANDKICK where have you been so far? I'm curious.
[He does so, plopping down on the bed with only a small grimace. And then Arthur pours the booze into coffee mugs and he cackles, taking his with a nod.]
Classy.
[He takes a sip of his, making a pleased sound. Not bad booze, actually.]
I suppose at least we're used to going from place to place.
Classy.
[He takes a sip of his, making a pleased sound. Not bad booze, actually.]
I suppose at least we're used to going from place to place.
[ He notices the evasion and takes mental note. ]
@CHIPPER Middle East, briefly. Then Valmy and Paris, both in France.
@CHIPPER I have a feeling we won't be seeing New York or London in our era anytime soon.
@CHIPPER Middle East, briefly. Then Valmy and Paris, both in France.
@CHIPPER I have a feeling we won't be seeing New York or London in our era anytime soon.
[ As Eames laughs, Arthur allows himself a smile, genuine. Of course he'd get a kick out of this. ]
Haven't had time to filch anything from the bar.
[ Also he doesn't see the point right now. The coffee cups are more important. ]
We're also used to indoor plumbing, central air, and the modernity of travel. [ Arthur snorts and sits back in his chair, stretches his legs out, takes a sip from his coffee mug turned alcohol glass. Not as potent as the stuff Henry gave him, but it's fine. He's not looking to get blackout. ] They barely even have guns here, if that's what you want to call the muskets.
Haven't had time to filch anything from the bar.
[ Also he doesn't see the point right now. The coffee cups are more important. ]
We're also used to indoor plumbing, central air, and the modernity of travel. [ Arthur snorts and sits back in his chair, stretches his legs out, takes a sip from his coffee mug turned alcohol glass. Not as potent as the stuff Henry gave him, but it's fine. He's not looking to get blackout. ] They barely even have guns here, if that's what you want to call the muskets.
[ If there's one good thing about Arthur losing his cool, it's that he regains it easily. Well alright, not easily. But he isn't the type to stew on things for long. He's a point man, he lives on details and logic. And logically (emotionally, mentally), he knows it's idiotic to let this thing sit between him and Eames for too long. Eames is an ally, someone he's worked with off and on over the years, it would be stupid to ruin that over some bruised feelings.
So he takes his time. Composes a message. Eventually hits send. ]
@CHIPPER Just. Give me a couple days.
So he takes his time. Composes a message. Eventually hits send. ]
@CHIPPER Just. Give me a couple days.
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