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WHO: The Dreamers; Inception crew + Arthur
WHERE: The Dreaming
WHEN: Thursday the 3rd and ongoing for a few days, until Arthur wakes up.
WARNINGS: Please warn in thread subjects!
SUMMARY: Arthur's powers go out of control, and the innocent (?) cityzens are affected.
FORMAT: As you like it! Please label your threads if they're open for other dreamers or just specific characters!

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[The kid leads him to a door and stands in front of it for a minute]

Does it ever bother you, that you talk to projections, and they're just pieces of someone else? That there are all these pieces inside you, and if someone knows the right questions, they'll tell everything?

[There's yelling on the other side of the door. Fuck this shit! He's your fucking kid, you deal with him!]

[ eames' jaw is very tight. this is personal. these are things he'd never have asked to see. just as no one sees his own childhood. no one sees his mother, his father, his home.

there are things kept secret. eames dislikes the violation of it, despite the necessity. which is why his answer is an honest one, not a flippant one. he feels it is owed. ]

Yes, it does. Which is why none of mine ever have anything to say. Or so I hope.

[The kid's eyes are wide, but he's scowling]

Okay.

[He opens the door, and marches Eames through, stiff-jawed. It's a pretty ratty place; stuffed with old newspapers and ragged, but clean. The man who was yelling before isn't yelling now. Come here.]

Got homework.

[The man is moving, now, but the kid is faster, and then they're through a door, which he closes. Arthur's standing next to the window, staring out. The kid moves to the bed and sits on it, and stares.]

[ and eames is standing in the middle of the room. he puts his hands in his pockets, looks from the boy to arthur. ]

That's the last time I believe you when you tell me you're fine.

[Arthur looks more than just a little annoyed.]

I've survived worse. I didn't know that this would create such a mess.

[ just as eames suspected he would. ]

It did. Do you know how many dreams I stumbled through looking for you?

[ it's not anything but a statement. eames isn't chastising. he can save that for later. or perhaps let zatanna do it. ]

Probably as many as it took me to get here in the first place.

[Arthur turns: the kid is on the bed now, just watching.]

I see you've met my family.

Unintentionally, yes.

[ eames gaze moves from arthur to the child on the bed. ]

Don't.

[Don't judge, or don't look at him, Arthur isn't sure what he's warning against. There's a knock on the door. A woman's voice. If you don't make all A's, you better at least come out here and spend time with your family.]

[ in retrospect, eames isn't sure where he imagined arthur came from. perhaps he'd assumed arthur sprung fully formed from a lab somewhere. ]

What would you have me do?

[ there's no way to stop himself seeing. ]

Is there a kick?

Not this far down.

[ if only he'd ever asked cobb how he'd managed to escape limbo. it'd been a conversation topic eames had avoided like the plague, but now... ]

Cobb and Mal killed themselves.

I don't know how.

[The train issue was never something that he discussed with the former employer]

[ killing himself, or arthur, is really not something that gives eames pause. he's done this before.

there's a pause while he considers it, and then eames takes out his pocketwatch. i'd need a few hours, zatanna had said. this far down though... ]

I suppose asking you if you could feel your body up above would be foolish.

[He manages not to roll his eyes but it's a near thing.]

It's a good thing I can turn off my militarization.

[Now the knocking is pounding. The kid on the bed is hiding his head under a pillow]

I'd have welcomed well-dressed men shooting at me.

[ which says a lot about how eames feels about the current situation. the angling of his body between the door and the other two occupants of the room is subtle, but there. ]

I'll keep that in mind.

[Arthur frowns a little]

So what do you know?

Beg pardon?

[ too much. enough. enough to call arthur thomas and know it wasn't simply an alias. ]

Nevermind.

[Maybe if they pretend, this won't turn ugly at some point down the road]

[ eames expects it will. there's no real way to reconcile it. ]

Zatanna is waiting for us up above.

How to get there is the question, isn't it?

[There's a pause]

She must be worried.

She is.

[ it had been an unpleasant thing, telling zatanna what had happened. ]

She's healing your body. I came down to bring you back to it.

And we still don't know how.

[ eames falls silent. he has been careful to remain in the middle of the room, not to venture forwards nor back. now though, he relaxes just slightly, taking a step to the side. ]

Do you think we could make one? A kick large enough blast everyone out?

[Arthur thinks about it]

Somewhere there's going to be a room with enough C4 to try.