[ in prison 001 ] i shot a man in reno just to watch him die

Jun 06, 2011 16:00

It had been stupid.

Eames felt sweat trickle from his hairline down to his neck, traveling a quick path from there into his white undershirt, jumpsuit unzipped and rucked around his waist as he lifted the weights in the exercise room. The careful eyes of the guard from the doorway followed him the whole time, and Eames didn't heckle him right now, ( Read more... )

the one where eames is fucking huge, in prison

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littlspecificty June 6 2011, 23:46:27 UTC
Arthur had been in this prison for three years now; just a half-drop in the bucket of a sentence he was going to be spending the rest of his natural life serving ( ... )

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triedinception June 6 2011, 23:53:09 UTC
His neck prickled, the way it usually did when he was being watched, and he turned his gaze around until he spotted the slim form in the doorway. The guard had immediately gotten uneasy where he stood, gaze darting to Arthur and then to Eames.

But Eames didn't care. He'd been told about this prisoner - Arthur, slim and untouchable, whom had no qualms about killing a man his first day here, and killing new arrivals who didn't have the time to hear his story when they saw him.

Eames had noticed him, once or twice. Usually, he left the other man alone, liking his dick where he had it. But now, the young man (and he was younger than Eames' thirty) was watching him, and Eames ran a hand through too-short hair before he spoke.

"Something I can help you with, darling?"

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littlspecificty June 6 2011, 23:57:56 UTC
Arthur merely blinked and moved to lean against the nearest wall, hands behind his back, and still watching Eames.

He didn't have any intention of killing the older man. Yet. Most times Arthur at least needed some kind of reason for exerting the energy and effort that it took to kill (and felt it was worth the time he would spend in solitaire for it).

So far, he was just wanting to watch. That's all.

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triedinception June 7 2011, 01:27:44 UTC
Eames watched him move, watched him wanting him. Call him crazy, he didn't think Arthur was a threat to him. Dangerous, yes, mustn't ever forget that -- but there was something oddly companionable about the silence from the younger man.

So, flicking a glance to the guard and shrugging, he moved to another machine, this one for his legs. Bending and unbending his leg, he spoke again after a few minutes.

"Give a man all sorts of ideas just sitting there and staring at him," He said conversationally.

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