Arthur ︙ ❛ The Point Man ❜ ︙ Inception (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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taxonomites2012-04-28 09:45 pm
angry_salad) wrote in taxonomites2012-04-28 09:45 pm
Entry tags:
4th dream layer | text -> visual -> location: chez dream team | it's just pure creation
Hello, Taxon. When Arthur texts everyone it's actually at a reasonable hour--it's rare, but Arthur occasionally realizes other people sleep.
Bad start. Feel free to come to [x location] in Shelley for a sense of community.
Except not five minutes after the text gets sent out that Arthur turns on his tablet, looking semi-sleepy. He's got a little scruff and his hair isn't slicked back because of how busy he is, and for once in his life he's wearing a T-shirt. It's paint splattered, but it's there.
"Yes you do," comes Ariadne's voice in the background, and Arthur clenches his jaw for a brief moment, eyebrows raising, waiting for her to say something else. She doesn't, so he finally addresses the network:
"Hey. This is Arthur, obviously--apparently Ariadne and I have gotten off the wrong start with you," He glances off-screen, looking at the other girl. It's a brief, almost telepathic moment before he rubs his hands together and leans in again.
"We found a place in Shelley, the narrow blue and white house I've given you coordinates to. We're in the middle of fixing it up, painting, stuff like that, so if you want to stop by and say hi or even pick up a brush or two, feel free."
A brief pause:
"It goes without saying, but beer is provided."
Bad start. Feel free to come to [x location] in Shelley for a sense of community.
Except not five minutes after the text gets sent out that Arthur turns on his tablet, looking semi-sleepy. He's got a little scruff and his hair isn't slicked back because of how busy he is, and for once in his life he's wearing a T-shirt. It's paint splattered, but it's there.
"Yes you do," comes Ariadne's voice in the background, and Arthur clenches his jaw for a brief moment, eyebrows raising, waiting for her to say something else. She doesn't, so he finally addresses the network:
"Hey. This is Arthur, obviously--apparently Ariadne and I have gotten off the wrong start with you," He glances off-screen, looking at the other girl. It's a brief, almost telepathic moment before he rubs his hands together and leans in again.
"We found a place in Shelley, the narrow blue and white house I've given you coordinates to. We're in the middle of fixing it up, painting, stuff like that, so if you want to stop by and say hi or even pick up a brush or two, feel free."
A brief pause:
"It goes without saying, but beer is provided."