♠ first dream | day 81 | video ♦

[plagiary]

[ The face that swims into view on the screen is at once amused, suspicious, and carefully constructed to show only the barest and mildest emotion. He's handsome in an unconventional way, rough around the edges but keen eyes curious. When he speaks, his voice is thick with a British accent ( at once posh and then not so much, as though he can't decide ), warm and begrudgingly impressed. ]

Hullo Cape Kore. Nice little place you've got here, innit? I mean it's all rather retro. [ Tapping the face of his new wrist adornment. ] I'm not saying that's bad per say, I just know a fellow who'd just go straight to palpitations if he saw the eighties were calling. [ Gaze flicking to the sun in the sky. Arthur had put him under, Arthur had been in control. Arthur never cocks up, so what the hell is this? ]

I've heard the lovely message that's been left for me. Not many people are able to kidnap me without my knowledge, someone’s got some rather astonishing skills. [ A smile that is at once sweet and sharp. No point in frightening off any locals that are actually helpful. No point making himself seem vulnerable if they aren't. He's not sure who's projections these are, let alone which dream. It certainly isn't his. ] I’d love to be pointed in the right direction though, be able to show my appreciation of a job well done. Can't find a single needle mark on me.

[ For those not in the know of terrible crime, that would tell him he's been drugged. ] Any takers? Though make it quick, eh? I've got a plane to catch.

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[plagiary]

[ He's worked with many people of many different origins. He's not so quick to judge as he younger self might have been. Besides, Eames' accent shifts and changes depending on the situation. It becomes only a part of the picture when you learn to dissect. ]

Oh, it's all right. You can keep your good looks. I try not to cause carnage straight away. That's all too action flick. What's the point in kicking out shins if you're not going to get answers first?

[hung_garian]

Besides for the sheer fun of it, you mean?

[Look at this innocent little face! He doesn't mean that, does he? He must be kidding. Right? Right.]

But there are plenty easier ways to get answers, if that's what you're after. Got any questions? Cross my heart, etc., I'll see if I can't go against the habit of a lifetime and be helpful.

[plagiary]

[ Gabriel, are you the unholy bastard of Cobb and Yusuf or something? Because he is getting vibes off you, son.

Anyway, in for a penny. ] You haven't seen a french woman about here, have you? Tall, slim, unfortunately spooky. She's a little bit murderous if you're not her ex-husband.

[hung_garian]

Uh... blonde, snarky, potentially evil? Susanne, maybe?

[He means Suzette, but no doubt that's not who Eames means.]

She hasn't tried to kill me yet, but I don't remember having married her, so I suppose it's only a matter of time.

[plagiary]

[ Mal is Cobb's shade. She's bound to be trapped in Limbo somewhere. Much like he assumes he is. But usually projections aren't particularly chatty - unless they're made that way. ]

Well, if your life turns into a soap opera I promise to write all the right reviews.

[hung_garian]

You'd do that for little old me? How sweet.

[plagiary]

I'm a giving fellow.

[hung_garian]

A bona fide altruist, sure.

[plagiary]

Well, when we meet again I'm sure you'll see just how.

[hung_garian]

[He snorts.]

I'll look forward to it. Til then, pal.