♠ second dream | day 93 | video ♦
[ There's only so much exploration a man can do before he either gets eaten by a mechanical bear, or uses up one of his own precious bullets by shooting himself. So when the feed starts he seems agitated, a poker chip being flipped up into the air by his free hand and then caught again. ]
So I've learnt a lot since I first arrived. I know we have clubs and town halls and all manner of ... ne'er do well people lurking on the horizon. I've seen wolves and heard about the sea monster and watched the lot of you panic like headless chickens the minute your beauty sleep was invaded. I've gathered enough information for a bloody lonely planet guide and yet -.
[ The poker chip goes into the air again, the gold edges catching on the evening light from the window behind him. ] And yet I haven't the faintest clue what you do for fun. I've been here twelve days - almost a fortnight - and the opportunity to crack a smile is so rare I feel we all require some form of narcotic. [ If Arthur were here he'd fit right in. Eames likes to imagine that by now he'd be wearing a bear skin suit and ordering him around. Perhaps he shouldn't think about Arthur and sumptuous fur, actually. That way danger lies. ]
Please tell me there's something you're all hiding. Even if it is narcotics.
So I've learnt a lot since I first arrived. I know we have clubs and town halls and all manner of ... ne'er do well people lurking on the horizon. I've seen wolves and heard about the sea monster and watched the lot of you panic like headless chickens the minute your beauty sleep was invaded. I've gathered enough information for a bloody lonely planet guide and yet -.
[ The poker chip goes into the air again, the gold edges catching on the evening light from the window behind him. ] And yet I haven't the faintest clue what you do for fun. I've been here twelve days - almost a fortnight - and the opportunity to crack a smile is so rare I feel we all require some form of narcotic. [ If Arthur were here he'd fit right in. Eames likes to imagine that by now he'd be wearing a bear skin suit and ordering him around. Perhaps he shouldn't think about Arthur and sumptuous fur, actually. That way danger lies. ]
Please tell me there's something you're all hiding. Even if it is narcotics.
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Monocles usually suit those with a little bit of a paunch to them.
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[With just a tad bit of irony, given that he isn't exactly toned.]
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Well, running from tigers will give you a figure. Thankfully not a dismembered one.
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[He says it as gravely as he can manage, but it still isn't hugely convincing. Anyone who knows him at all knows almost nothing is beneath his dignity.]
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Do you get someone to cart you about then? Just in case there's an emergency.
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[Well, it's not for him, it's fantastic and wonderful and he loves it. It's unfortunate for them, though. If he were a little less selfish he'd acknowledge that having them here doesn't make up for all the trauma they'll be subjected to - as it is, though, he can't bring himself to regret their presence.]
But what else is family for, right?
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The proverbial thorn in everyone's side. It's nice to know it's universal.
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Wouldn't be secret if I told you, would it?
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