Finding Inception

[ihearyouthink]

Charles showed up at the hotel promptly at noon. He was quite eager about this experience and didn't want to be late. It's not long before he's knocking the door of the hotel room that Arthur occupies.

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[shouldwalkaway.livejournal.com]

"Brandy or tea?" Arthur asks looking over at the telepath. Or there was water or he could find something else if Charles really wanted it.

[ihearyouthink.livejournal.com]

"Tea please." He'll help if Arthur needs it in making the tea.

[shouldwalkaway.livejournal.com]

"How do you take it?" he asks heading into the little kitchen.

mun browsing old threads, didn't know if you wanted to continue this or not?

[ihearyouthink.livejournal.com]

"With lemon if you've got it." Charles lets himself take a slow breath. That was quite the experience. He couldn't imagine doing that for a living.

Oh my Raiden! Backtagging ANY thread we've not finished is GOOD with me, bb. *snuggles*

[shouldwalkaway.livejournal.com]

"You need or want anything else?" he asks looking toward the other man even as he starts on the tea, pulling out a lemon and chopping it into halves.

I realized we kind of left it in the middle

[ihearyouthink.livejournal.com]

[ooc: maybe after tea, Charles can fiddle with Arthur's dreams without either of them being hooked up to the pasiv?]

"Tea and a short breather, I should be ready to go at it again." This whole dream sharing business was intriguing to Charles. He did like finding the limits of his own abilities.

We did! *snuggles more*

[shouldwalkaway.livejournal.com]

He gives a slight chuckle before pouring the tea after it's done and then placing the lemon on the glass. Once he's done that he moves over handing it to Charles.

"Here you are."

The fact the telepath was ready to go at it again was interesting.


[ooc: Sounds good to me!]

[ihearyouthink.livejournal.com]

"Ta," he accepts it, taking a sip with an approving sound. Tea~, it could fix anything, including nerves that had been rattled by being shot through the heart.

[shouldwalkaway.livejournal.com]

Arthur leans back against the wall with his own tea, something he doesn't drink often, and watches the other man. To be honest he thinks Eames would like him too. Maybe.

[ihearyouthink.livejournal.com]

Arthur certainly thinks a lot of this person Eames. Charles does try not to eavesdrop but sometime he cannot help it.

"Such a strange line of work, when you think of it. Being paid to sleep for a living."

[shouldwalkaway.livejournal.com]

That Arthur does even if the forger is a pain in the ass. Always teasing the hell out of him. Shaking his head he gives a small smile, "It's not really being paid to sleep, per say. It's being paid to dream. It also depends on how many levels you go as well."

[ihearyouthink.livejournal.com]

"So there are some that dream better than others." It made sense in a way, though not something Charles had ever thought of.

He finishes his tea, setting the cup and saucer down. "That hit the spot. I do believe I'm ready for round two, if you've a mind do to so."

[shouldwalkaway.livejournal.com]

"Eames always says to dream a bit bigger. You have to have imagination when you're doing this job," he says with a slight smile. Though at Charles' question, he nods.

"I'm ready whenever you are."

[ihearyouthink.livejournal.com]

Charles stands, going back to the chairs. "Did you have another training simulation in mind...or would you like to prove me wrong that I could not do the same without the pasiv?" Charles did like a challenge, though he was slightly experienced in this. He had helped a few sick people out of their comas, it couldn't be any different than that.