One of these days the sky is gonna break

[paradoxstair]

Who: Arthur (paradoxstair). OPEN TO ALL.
What: Stumbling upon an odd dream.

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you are my favourite. eames could not resist the poofy skirt, okay? >.>

[eamesofdreams]

[It's not. Though how he did get here is a mystery anyway. Someone coughs, low and quiet to the far right of Arthur and a woman stands in the shadows. She's still blonde (because that's just how Eames likes them, okay?) but she's not recognisable as any of Eames' previous forgeries. She's wearing a rich red ballgown and tapping a fan against the curve of her skirt]

Can I help you, sir?

I know bb, I know. ;D THIS LEAD IN WAS JUST FOR YOU.

[paradoxstair]

[ Arthur glances down rather curiously at his own attire, debating the chances of playing along. This certainly wasn't his own subconscious, but whoever's it belonged to was just as big a mystery so if he were to carry on unsuspected, playing along would likely be the best option. ]

Ah, no. I was just... [ Nobleman's clothing. Interesting. ] Enjoying some time to myself.

/loves on.

[eamesofdreams]

[She steps away from the shadows then, smiling in a slightly curious way, the corner of her mouth lifting like she's rather amused by the whole thing]

I'm not sure relaxation is quite the menu here, I believe the Lord of the House is rather a fan of sport. [Why does she make that sound slightly more mischevious than it should] I don't believe we've met?

[paradoxstair]

[ Parting his feet further from one another, he pushes himself to stand, stepping towards the young lady. ]

Perhaps I could meet him, though an introduction on your own behalf would be quite welcomed as well. [ He bowed as elegantly as he could manage. ] My name is Arthur.