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tampered2010-12-17 01:27 am
signatures) wrote in tampered2010-12-17 01:27 am
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When; Backdated to December 13th, the vampire/werewolf curse.
Rating; PG-13 (likely violence and some blood)
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elevatorkick & musntbeboring
Summary; Arthur's gone off with a note that he doesn't feel well, Eames is curious. Oh, and I guess a little concerned. Or something.
Log;
[ Arthur's note had said he hadn't felt well, and while Eames would usually leave him to his business, it had been several hours since without hide nor hair signaling Arthur's return. Considering the circumstances that were apparently going about, it certainly seemed suspicious. If Arthur was cursed, they didn't need him going about devouring persons to suit his bloodlust. That would likely just bring unwarranted attention, and Eames wasn't sure he wanted to find out what happened if they got themselves killed in whatever this plane was.
So, Eames took to beginning his search at medicinal stores. He wasn't about to start shouting for Arthur, not yet anyway, but he kept his eyes peeled. The dark wasn't helping, shadows allowing far too many hiding spots for Eames' liking, but he made do. Or attempted to, in any case. Bloody Hell, really, could they just go a solid amount of time without something occurring? Eames was already tired of whatever tricks the so-called deities seemed to constantly have up their sleeves. ]
Rating; PG-13 (likely violence and some blood)
Characters;
elevatorkick & musntbeboringSummary; Arthur's gone off with a note that he doesn't feel well, Eames is curious. Oh, and I guess a little concerned. Or something.
Log;
[ Arthur's note had said he hadn't felt well, and while Eames would usually leave him to his business, it had been several hours since without hide nor hair signaling Arthur's return. Considering the circumstances that were apparently going about, it certainly seemed suspicious. If Arthur was cursed, they didn't need him going about devouring persons to suit his bloodlust. That would likely just bring unwarranted attention, and Eames wasn't sure he wanted to find out what happened if they got themselves killed in whatever this plane was.
So, Eames took to beginning his search at medicinal stores. He wasn't about to start shouting for Arthur, not yet anyway, but he kept his eyes peeled. The dark wasn't helping, shadows allowing far too many hiding spots for Eames' liking, but he made do. Or attempted to, in any case. Bloody Hell, really, could they just go a solid amount of time without something occurring? Eames was already tired of whatever tricks the so-called deities seemed to constantly have up their sleeves. ]