Prompt: Drabbles

[aimlesstravels]

Well, I have just recently surfaced from the sea of midterms/essays/horror, and it appears I've made it out alive. :) 
HELLO INCEPTION FANDOM!!!! *waves* I've missed you guys!

And now to get back to writing fic!
From zeto :
The first TEN people to comment in this post get to request that I write a drabble of any pairing/character/gen fic of their choosing

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[floranna]

Uhm. Is this full already?

[aimlesstravels]

Nope! Prompt away, bb! :)

[floranna]

Eames/Arthur, Arthur's both arms are broken. ^^

[aimlesstravels]

Hope you like, dear! :)

Arthur awakens, blinking the sleep from his eyes. His surroundings are unfamiliar; the walls are an ugly taupe color and the furnishings are both strange sparse and ugly. He can feel the fogginess of some type of drug weighing down his limbs, muffling the edges of his mental faculties and, trying not to panic, he reaches for his die.

Only to find that he can’t.

For a moment, his mind jumps to the worst-case scenario (this as a result of years of military training and being the man on point): paralysis. However, as Arthur forces himself to calm down and takes a closer look, he groans aloud at the twin cumbersome white casts encasing both of his arms, a sloppy Get well soon, darling and Arthur loves Eames scrawled across the plaster in an unmistakable hand.

That is the absolute last time Arthur’s going to agree with whatever Eames says when the sentence starts off with You know, it would be fun if-

[floranna]

*giggles* Oh, Eames would SO use that situation for his advantage. XD