[ fallen verse ] it's a bad religion

[triedinception]

Eames didn't think it was possible for him to Fall any further. When he'd been in heaven he'd been a good angel, a good warrior for his charge and a good guardian; when he'd fallen with the rest of the angels, he'd both lost track of his charge and had to start consuming souls to be able to fight his brothers and sisters

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[a_red_die]

Theoretically, Arthur knew what was wrong with his perceptions and his mind. Theoretically, he knew he was missing a piece of his soul. That this being--he refused to call them angels--had eaten it. Devoured it for sustenance he didn't need

[triedinception]

Eames felt his proverbial heart sink, moving the cup away from Arthur. Bending closer, he brushed some of Arthur's hair back from his face - he didn't gel it when Arthur was this listless. It was a hassle most times just to get him to eat and bathe.

Speaking of which. "You need to eat something, Arthur. You skipped dinner last night, you can't skip breakfast too."

Living amongst humans was bad. He knew how hopeless Arthur was, how hopeless he felt, yet he still persisted in talking. His gut clenched at the knowledge that he had caused this to Arthur.

[a_red_die]

Arthur felt his body shiver just once under the gentle touch. It was a physical reaction that he should be able to back up with fear, disgust or God forbid, desire, but there was nothing there to connect it to.

There was a point to eating, to maintaining his health, but he didn't have the desire to do so. He wanted to pass on to end the endless nothing yawning before him. Grasping, Arthur latched on to that thought. It was a desire of sorts, something he wanted that he could focus on.

His mind ran quickly and efficiently through scenarios, unhindered by emotional reactions. Poison would be painful and inefficient. He didn't know if the fall out the window would kill him, and the thing wouldn't leave him alone long enough to hang himself.

That left...the thing himself. How to make the thing finish his handiwork?

[triedinception]

If Eames could have heard Arthur's thoughts, he would have bristled at being referred to as the thing. Moreover he would have been concerned at the turn Arthur's thoughts were taking, even if it wasn't unexpected.

"I'll find something to make," he told Arthur, getting up and moving towards the small fridge in the flat, keeping one eye on Arthur.