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[dontthinkaboutelephants]

Who: Arthur
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Red fish if you want
When: Today

[Arthur turns on the video, and it appears he's hanging out in his bunk on the Red fish. He holds up a small moleskine notebook, turning the page to the camera and letting it adjust. On the page is a very neat, realistic sketch of a woman's face, delicate with big eyes and long dark hair. He flips it to the next page, where he sketched a man's face, with bigger lips and scruff around his mouth. He takes the notebook away so the camera can focus on his own face.]

Those are just some sketches of people I know. I was thinking maybe I could try and draw things for people. I can even try for some portraits of people from your home, if you'll describe them to me.

[ooc: The drawings are of Ariadne and Eames from Inception. I really like the idea of Arthur sketching people in his notebook, and I imagine his style of art like sin_repent's version. ANYWAY, feel free to have facetwin confusion with the drawings if you'd like.]

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[bigvessel]

Yeah well, I don't think you should be too damn surprised if you wind up seeing one of your own. It's still weird as hell.

[A brow arches.] Do you always draw pictures of coworkers like that? [Liiiiar.]

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[dontthinkaboutelephants]

That would be... strange.

[He bristles.] Yes. I do. We've known each other for a long time.

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[bigvessel]

[He holds up a hand. Calm down, sweetheart. But he's definitely amused.]

That long and you wouldn't call him a friend or a partner?

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[dontthinkaboutelephants]

[Honestly, it's so easy to poke the bear.]

I've called him a friend to others, but I'm not exactly sure what the parameters of our relationship is. And I don't work exclusively with him.

[So... Arthur sucks at people.]

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[bigvessel]

....You don't even know if you're friends or not? Man, that's so sad.

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[dontthinkaboutelephants]

[Narrowing his eyes at you, buddy.]

It is not. It's just a product of being a criminal.

[Yep, he's finally just admitting it.]

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[bigvessel]

[His brows raise before he's chuckling.]

So you're a criminal with no friends. This just got sadder.

[He's kidding. Kind of.]

Kinda figured though. About the criminal thing. Mind-raping people doesn't exactly scream on the level. [Says a man who just, you know, tortures people for information.] The friend thing I'm kind of surprised about though, I mean, you are a well-dressed man, who doesn't love that?

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[dontthinkaboutelephants]

[He bristles again. 2 points for FDR.] It's thievery. Stop calling it that.

[But oh, okay. That was kind of nice at the end. He settles cautiously.] I could have sworn you just complimented me just now.

[He smiles tentatively.] I did have friends. That I knew were my friends.

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[bigvessel]

Mhmm. Semantics.

[But he shrugs.] I'm a man with an eye for fashion.

[HAHA. Arthur. Quit making it so easy.] Mhmm. Let me guess, these totally real! friends totally exist but I can't meet them because they're in a different school. But they're sooooo real.

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[dontthinkaboutelephants]

[WELL THAT SMILE'S GONE. He glares again.] Are you covering up some weird complex or something with this humor? Or are you just a dick?

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[bigvessel]

I'm just working with what you give me. [And he flashes him an innocent smile, even puts his hand over his heart.] It's okay if you don't have any friends. I'm sure you can make some. Look, I'll even be your friend if you want.

[Is he serious? Is he mocking? IDK, Arthur can try to figure it out.]

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[dontthinkaboutelephants]

If by 'friend' you mean 'annoying thorn in my side', you're already there, buddy.

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[bigvessel]

Is there really any other kind? [GRIIIIN.]

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[dontthinkaboutelephants]

You're incorrigible.

[It doesn't sound quite as annoyed as before.]

Do you have any other hobbies other than annoying me?

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[bigvessel]

[Is he growing on you already?]

Aww. Have we reached the getting to know eachother phase? You know, normally that's shared over a drink.

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[dontthinkaboutelephants]

[He puts his elbow on his knee and his chin in his hand, smirking just a little.] Are you asking?

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[bigvessel]

It's the only way you're gonna get an honest answer out of me, I can tell you that much.

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[dontthinkaboutelephants]

Do you have alcohol? If so, I'm coming over right now.

[He could have used a drink a looong time ago.]

...If you'll tell me which ship is yours.

[bigvessel]

Wait...we're using my booze? [A long suffering sigh.] You better be worth it.

Starstruck.

[dontthinkaboutelephants]

[He smirks.] Well, either that or we use my imaginary booze.

[He grins.] I am.

[And he turns off the video. He shows up on the Starstruck a few minutes later, walking the halls, looking around curiously. His hair is slicked back, he's wearing a sweater and slacks, and his hands are in his pockets.]

[bigvessel]

[Now that he knows to expect a guest, he makes his way out of his room and heads toward the ship hatch, figuring he'll just catch Arthur on the way. And hell, he's actually surprised how fast he made it, blinking at him curiously when he sees him already roaming his hallways.]

Man, either you are seriously eager for those friends, or you really like your booze. C'mon then. [And he waits for Arthur to catch up before he's walking towards his bedroom. He's not all that eager to share his booze out in the kitchen. He might have to share with even more people.]

[dontthinkaboutelephants]

Or I'm just faster than you, [he says with a vaguely smug look on his face, hurrying up to walk with him.] Do you generally bring acquaintances to your bedroom? [He looks around when they're in there and plops down on the bed.]

[bigvessel]

Mm, only when I expect to end up horizontal. But, there is the occasional exception.

[And he gives Arthur a flat look for claiming his bed like that. Rude. But that's fine whatever, he's got a bottle of liquor already sitting out and he snatches it before sitting back against the bed, knees bent.]

So, professional criminal huh? I don't have to cuff you down while you're here to make sure you don't swipe anything, do I?

[And he twists open bottle of...well it kind of smells like tequila but who knows and takes a swig before holding it out to Arthur.]

[dontthinkaboutelephants]

[Wow this all sounds very dirty.

He takes the bottle and takes his own swig. It burns more than the good shit he was drinking during the inception job, but he can take it fine. His lips curl up.]

I steal information. Gotta keep me out of here, [he says as he reaches over and taps a finger to FDR's forehead.]

[bigvessel]

[Congratulations, Arthur, pinned the nose on the donkey. It's totally meant to sound dirty. FDR operates on innuendos. Even if he's not being serious. But maybe he is. Your call.

Don't judge his booze choices, half of this shit is foreign even to a man with tastes from all over the world. So it's a crap shoot. Sometimes he gets something strong and smooth, other time he gets something that taste like rubbing alcohol. This is apparently the latter.

He swats the hand away and gives Arthur a one-sided glance before snatching the bottle back. That's probably the most dangerous thing the guy could say to him. He's CIA, information is in the job title. He's got a lot to hide. Hell, he's been through "trainings" that were nothing less than literal torture learning to keep his secrets secret.]

Oh trust me, I'd shoot you before I let you penetrate this safe.