I can't believe it, I'm not myself,
[ Locked to creativequeen & pointofparadox || Fake Empire Verse || Dated to September 15th. ]
[ Personal details are very closely guarded when you're Eames, but since coming to the Nexus, and working out the little problems from a few weeks ago, he's been relaxing inch by inch. That doesn't mean he's dropping information any old way, so Arthur and Ariadne can't possibly know he's thirty-four today. That doesn't mean they get out of celebrating with him.
Coming into the living room where he finds the others, a bottle of spiced rum in his hand. He grins, shakes it slightly to gain their attention. ] Who's going to help me drink this?
[ Personal details are very closely guarded when you're Eames, but since coming to the Nexus, and working out the little problems from a few weeks ago, he's been relaxing inch by inch. That doesn't mean he's dropping information any old way, so Arthur and Ariadne can't possibly know he's thirty-four today. That doesn't mean they get out of celebrating with him.
Coming into the living room where he finds the others, a bottle of spiced rum in his hand. He grins, shakes it slightly to gain their attention. ] Who's going to help me drink this?