[ Looking away from the laptop and across to the next lounge chair, Arthur smiles across, flicking the sunglasses up with a finger to get a better look, eyes scanning the length of her body, pale skin beaming beneath the rays of sun, hair glistening gold in places, and there's a wry little smile that tugs up the corners of his mouth. ]
You look comfortable. [ He looks down at the abandoned bottle of sun lotion, uncapped and on the ground, then looks back up. ] Did you put enough of that stuff on? I don't want you burning.
[ Stretching so that her toes curl against the chair, mouth lifting up into a smile. ] I don't know, are you offering to help check if I missed a spot?
[ Pushing her glasses up her head and turning her face towards him. ] I might get in the pool in a minute, wouldn't want to waste those clever hands of yours.
It's possible that I might. [ He winks, a rare little gesture, before letting the glasses drop back down into place to perch on the bridge of his nose. Turning back to face the laptop, he adds in the usual teasing tone. ] Walking around with someone who's bright red isn't my idea of fun.
[ The pool is tempting in the heat, Eames not exactly a downside to the idea, but he promised to do a spot of research for Cobb and have it finished by the end of the day - for a small fee, of course - but the truth is he misses the work. Hiding out and being on the run is better than he's ever known it to be this time around, Eames being a large part of that, so he doesn't complain, and he knows he doesn't need it, not really, but sitting around doing nothing isn't really something he's ever been good at.
He almost sounds disappointed when he replies, fingers returning to typing away on the keys, but there's still the hint of a smile. ] We wouldn't want that. You go ahead, I'll admire the view.
[ Swinging her legs off the side of the lounge seat, she casts a glance over the view, the highrise buildings and the city in front of her. She moves to retie her bikini around her neck before stopping. Really, the only person around is Arthur, and Eames is nothing but horribly European at the best of times. She discards the top and lets it fall to her seat, voice turning mischevious. ]
If it's a view you want, love.
[ She steps away towards the pool, hips slinking as she walks. With the water glistening in the sun, everything looks gorgeous, and she can't help but dive in immediately, letting the warm water rush over her head. Resurfacing, she winks in Arthur's direction before starting to swim slow, lazy laps on her back, calling over to him. ] You work too hard
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You look comfortable. [ He looks down at the abandoned bottle of sun lotion, uncapped and on the ground, then looks back up. ] Did you put enough of that stuff on? I don't want you burning.
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[ Pushing her glasses up her head and turning her face towards him. ] I might get in the pool in a minute, wouldn't want to waste those clever hands of yours.
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[ The pool is tempting in the heat, Eames not exactly a downside to the idea, but he promised to do a spot of research for Cobb and have it finished by the end of the day - for a small fee, of course - but the truth is he misses the work. Hiding out and being on the run is better than he's ever known it to be this time around, Eames being a large part of that, so he doesn't complain, and he knows he doesn't need it, not really, but sitting around doing nothing isn't really something he's ever been good at.
He almost sounds disappointed when he replies, fingers returning to typing away on the keys, but there's still the hint of a smile. ] We wouldn't want that. You go ahead, I'll admire the view.
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If it's a view you want, love.
[ She steps away towards the pool, hips slinking as she walks. With the water glistening in the sun, everything looks gorgeous, and she can't help but dive in immediately, letting the warm water rush over her head. Resurfacing, she winks in Arthur's direction before starting to swim slow, lazy laps on her back, calling over to him. ] You work too hard
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