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An Arrival

Dec 20, 2011 13:45

Characters: Arthur (dreamplanner) and You!
When: Tuesday, December 20th, Early Afternoon
Where: City Center
Rating: PG so far (will edit if it changes)
Summary: Arthur arrives...and tries to understand where he's found himself.

( Cut for mild Inception spoilers )

*open, jo harvelle, arthur

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knifetotheface December 20 2011, 19:21:36 UTC

Jo was just passing through, a pistol on her hip as she walked through the city at a brisk pace, not noticing Arthur wandering around. She looked as if she had somewhere to be -- which she didn't, not really, but it was cold, and Jo wasn't the largest fan of snow in the world.

But food in Adstringendum didn't provide itself.

dreamplanner December 20 2011, 19:27:01 UTC

Projections were few and far between in this place, and Arthur was beginning to despair that he would never find one when he saw a pretty blonde girl - with a gun - pass by.

"Excuse me," he called out, hurrying towards her as he did. "Excuse me, where are we?"

knifetotheface December 20 2011, 19:29:49 UTC

Jo, at first, didn't hear the man calling her, but she stopped when she saw someone hurrying toward her just at the corner of her vision, turning slightly to arch her eyebrows.

"Seriously?" Jo asked, looking him up and down, shouldering her bag, somewhat unimpressed. "You're asking me where -- "

But she paused before a sudden look of recognition dawned on her, and Jo whistled slightly.

"Got it, you're new," Jo finished, shaking her head slightly. "Welcome to Adstringendum. Some people call it Hell. I'm more a fan of 'apocalyptic wasteland'."

And Jo offered her hand, for a shake, eyebrows arched.

"I'm Jo."

dreamplanner December 20 2011, 19:48:17 UTC

Arthur had, of course, met hostile projections before. Hell, he'd been killed by Mal more times than he chose to remember. But he was a bit surprised at her initial reaction, especially as he had done nothing to warrant it - nothing that would upset the dream or rouse the suspicion of the subject.

He slid his hand into the pocket of his khaki trousers, clasping his fingers around his red loaded die, and his eyes widened slightly at the answer it gave him. That was not the answer he expected. The weight was true, meaning ( ... )

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