All in Black verse: For Ariadne
Mar. 15th, 2011 07:49 pmIt had been three years since the team had completed the Fischer case and made inception happen. Three years since Arthur had realized he was on his own. Cobb had gone back to his family, Ariadne to school and Eames had disappeared into the ether of the Mombasa underground. Mal was dead, and he'd finally seen her grave, but that didn't make it any easier to deal with. He had two choices. Find a new team, or give it all up.
His family, the family he'd had before, accepted him back without a second guess. He was the boss' son, Arthur Tossi, and no one questioned him. Especially not after he'd shot Danny Sanducci in cold blood, leaving the body to bleed all over the floor of his new office. That was three years ago. He was no longer the man he'd been, not the one that the dream share community had known. He couldn't be that man. Sweet and kind and tender yet determined. He had to be cold, distant, and the world was another place than it had been. He might not smile anymore than he had before but at least then his eyes had seemed warm.
Her name was Ashley. She'd been with him for a year the night she was killed. Smart, funny, easy to talk to. Petite and pretty and she reminded him of someone else - someone he hadn't realized he missed until he was standing over the grave site of another woman in his life.
Research still came second nature to him, finding her address and making his way there the next day. Dressed in black raw silk, his shirt blood red and the tie midnight with a tiny red pattern. Hair slicked back and a slight bulge under one arm as he knocked on the door, jaw covered in a couple days of stubble and his jaw set in a hard line.
His family, the family he'd had before, accepted him back without a second guess. He was the boss' son, Arthur Tossi, and no one questioned him. Especially not after he'd shot Danny Sanducci in cold blood, leaving the body to bleed all over the floor of his new office. That was three years ago. He was no longer the man he'd been, not the one that the dream share community had known. He couldn't be that man. Sweet and kind and tender yet determined. He had to be cold, distant, and the world was another place than it had been. He might not smile anymore than he had before but at least then his eyes had seemed warm.
Her name was Ashley. She'd been with him for a year the night she was killed. Smart, funny, easy to talk to. Petite and pretty and she reminded him of someone else - someone he hadn't realized he missed until he was standing over the grave site of another woman in his life.
Research still came second nature to him, finding her address and making his way there the next day. Dressed in black raw silk, his shirt blood red and the tie midnight with a tiny red pattern. Hair slicked back and a slight bulge under one arm as he knocked on the door, jaw covered in a couple days of stubble and his jaw set in a hard line.
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Date: 2011-03-20 06:06 am (UTC)"I'm saying... I'm... I'm uncertain." He said softly. "I shouldn't have a reason to."
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Date: 2011-03-20 06:23 am (UTC)"Maybe you just need to think about it. You'll know if it is worth seeking him out. I mean, you had reasons to look for me. You'll have reasons for finding him." She said, a small smile on her lips. A flick of the old optimistic Ariadne he once knew.
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Date: 2011-03-20 07:09 am (UTC)Another kiss, slow and deep, speaking against her mouth. "I suppose he would work well within my organization if you stay as well. So when someone expects you to back up my hype of you, he'd be there."
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Date: 2011-03-20 07:33 am (UTC)Her eyes closing at the kiss, her body relaxing in his touch. "There you go. You have a reason." She said calmly as she let a content sigh out.
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Date: 2011-03-20 04:51 pm (UTC)"Either we go to Vegas or we find him. However you'd like it to be handled."
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Date: 2011-03-20 06:39 pm (UTC)"Arthur" glancing up, a sly smile on her face. "You have two days to impress me. Make me proud." Knowing he didn't need to. She would always be impressed with him. It was more said as a way to show, she was seriously going to try this with him.
"You know." She started, her features softening. "Three years ago, I would done anything to get you back here. See where I grew up. Have you meet my folks. Show you off. Actually thought about it, a time to time." Smiling at the thought, she nodded. "God things have changed." She paused, her head bobbing in thought. "Not that I don't want to show you off. More. I'm not that innocent, Ariadne you once knew."
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Date: 2011-03-20 08:50 pm (UTC)"I tried and you asked if you really needed a hotel and spa," he argued, giving her a look. "Don't challenge me on that, Ariadne. I can make things happen, and I can do my best to impress. You may end up with a pony," he said in tones full of dire warning.
He froze at that, a brow arching. "Ariadne, are you saying you want to introduce your parents to a crime boss," he asked, a small smile twitching the corners of his lips. "I might have something that is less severe, if that's what you really want." He'd give her that. Anything. He needed this, her last contact to his humanity.
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Date: 2011-03-21 05:03 am (UTC)Shooting him a small glare, as not to test her, she smirked. "You know exactly what I mean. I don't need shit fancy. Impress me with who the hell you are. Just you. The Arthur that I hardly know." She stated, a matter a fact tone to her.
"My parents," She started, rolling her eyes in thought. "They are the most over protective s.o.b's that I know. I wouldn't mind putting a burr in their asses, telling them just what you are." She snorted, a smirk on her face at the idea. "But no. I can't do that to them. Might have you help with my reason. But we will talk about later." She said, hand running along his collarbone. "Right now. I wanna catch up, so to speak."
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Date: 2011-03-21 05:12 am (UTC)"You might be disappointed with that. Throwing money around, I do rather well," he said with a shrug. "Need a car?" He smiled though, trying to make her smile.
"I would rather you didn't so they didn't call the cops on me for taking you away or something. As for a reason? Tell them you were hired by an old friend to design a hotel in Vegas and you want to get a feel for how they're laid out and the sort of things that work best,' he said , kissing her brow. "You could do that, if you wanted. I own three."
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Date: 2011-03-21 05:48 am (UTC)Rolling her eyes, she shook her head. "Seriously Arthur. Never been good with the material things. Hell, I still have cash from the Fischer job." She stated, brows raised.
"Three hotels?" Her expression showed a slight surprise, quickly shaking it away. "I will feel my dad out later, see how I want to tackle it. You might just be a new coworker is all."
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Date: 2011-03-21 05:52 am (UTC)"You get into a certain world and that's all you have anymore, or all you want to offer others."
Ducking his head. "Well, they're great tax write offs, and technically they're owned by the corporation."
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Date: 2011-03-21 06:04 am (UTC)Nodding though as she listened to his explanation. "I get it." She paused, brows furrowing as she thought. "Don't offer me anything, that isn't needed. Or truly meant from the heart. I'm not someone that is bought." Her expression softened slightly as she said that, not wanting to sound anything but honest. But wanting to make sure it was understood.
She laughed slightly though, when the tax write off came about. "Cute Arthur."
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Date: 2011-03-21 06:17 am (UTC)"I'm not sure I remember other ways to impress," he admitted, looking honestly pained to admit that. "I don't.. I mean..." He hasn't had to. People feigned it even if they didn't feel it. "I'll figure it out."
A brow arched. "Think I'm kidding? I technically own, as boss, the entire company. Course, they kill me tomorrow and it reverts to the corporation and not my heirs. Not that I have any."
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Date: 2011-03-21 06:44 am (UTC)Her eyes softened at his admittance, shaking her head lightly. As she lightly brushed her thumb along his jaw bone. "This right here. How you are. That impresses me. There is nothing to figure out."
Nose crinkling, she eyed him for a few moments taking in his words. Knowing she assumed what the business he was in entailed. But hearing him actually admit it, was more something all it's own. "Pity there are no cute mini Arthur's running around." She said, a ghost of smile, not sure what else to say to it.
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Date: 2011-03-21 06:51 am (UTC)"Yeah yeah. Make me do it the hard way," he said, actually stomping his foot before chuckling. "I'll do my best."
Ducking his head slightly, knowing he was offering the one thing he could. Honesty. "What? I'm too old for you now," he asked. "If you're looking for one, you'll find it."
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Date: 2011-03-21 07:15 am (UTC)Laughing shaking her head, amused by his behavior. "I know you will do fine."
She paused though, eyes widening slightly. "So wait. You do have kids?" Because now she was more curious then anything, if she misunderstood him or not.
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Date: 2011-03-21 07:18 am (UTC)He jerked back. "Wait, you meant... God, no. I thought you meant like imposters to the throne, others copying me to become me... No. No kids. No."
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Date: 2011-03-21 04:32 pm (UTC)"No. No imposter's." She laughed, not taking her fingers off him. "Those are easily taken care of." Her brow arching as she said that. "Again. Pity no mini Arthur's running around. They would be cute." She finished with a tease. Knowing it was just that. Her teasing him.
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Date: 2011-03-21 05:28 pm (UTC)He gave her a look, arching a brow. "Ariadne, are you asking to carry my baby?" It took everything in him to keep a straight face.
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Date: 2011-03-21 05:43 pm (UTC)Only to cough, clearing her throat. An obvious look of fluster showing on her now. "No. No. Sorry to disappoint. But no. I will cross my legs, to keep you out." Rolling her eyes when she said that. Knowing that was unlikely, crossing the legs that was. "I'm not ready to be a mom."
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Date: 2011-03-21 09:17 pm (UTC)Nearly smiling, giving her a look. "I'm sure I could get your legs open if we both wanted it," he murmured. "Though not for kids." Though her words made him pause, considering what they could mean. "Do you want them? In general, that is?" The smile sort of slipped, never having considered it.
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Date: 2011-03-22 04:18 am (UTC)Rolling her eyes, she smirked, head tilted to the side as she watched him a moment. "Honestly? Fairly sure you could." She said, a small nod following, as she brushed her index finger along his lower lip.
"As for kids." Her brow furrowed, fixing her site on the tattoo on his chest. "I don't know. Maybe one day. Sure. But. I don't live the most family friendly of lives." She said with a faint smile, before glancing up at him. Now curious why he asked. "What about you?"
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Date: 2011-03-22 04:37 am (UTC)"I think I'll behave and not try tonight,' he said, almost as if musing it over as he kissed the tip of her fingers.
"I... Think the same. Look who I am," he said softly, almost sadly.
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Date: 2011-03-22 05:39 am (UTC)Her nose crinkling as she thought. "There is just a lot to factor into having kids you know. At least I assume as much." Blowing a strand of hair out of her eyes, she smiled. "I'm sure you would be an amazing dad. You don't do things half-ass, Arthur. Wouldn't see you doing that as a parent."
She shrugged, pushing away from him some. A smirk on her face, as she moved into the kitchen, digging in the fridge. "Who says, I'm going to behave."
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Date: 2011-03-22 05:58 am (UTC)He kissed her brow though. "Give us time to get to know one another and we can have this talk again. I'd like to be having sex with you before I discuss our future children." And a little more to the point than he had been.
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