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Chiana ([personal profile] nebaritralk) wrote in [community profile] all_inclusive2014-07-09 11:42 pm

Look upward and share the wonders I've seen

Chiana walked through the gardens, black eyes wide as she took in the strange array of alien flora. She had never seen flowers of such colour as this one, or one that smelled as sickly sweet as that one, and what of these strange vines? Inside the hotel, she felt on edge, surrounded by too many people, most of them those humans that looked exactly like Sebaceans. Peacekeepers everywhere, how could she not be on edge.

But out here, it turned out, she could relax. There was nobody that might harm her, and nobody she might need to take advantage of. Just plants, and her. She followed a strange yellow and black striped flying bug as it flitted from one flower to the next, her lips stretched in a smile full of wonder. If only Nerri were here to see this with her…

She stopped where she was when she caught sight of a field, and in it... What kind of animals were these? There were a few of them, four-legged and big, even taller than her when they raised their heads, grazing in that pasture. They came in different colours as well and, before she'd really decided to, her feet had taken her to the edge of the pasture. They seemed so peaceful, but she didn't dare vault over the barrier, wary of creatures she did not know. Some would turn on you in an instant.

She shifted her balance when one of the animals headed her way; she was ready to flee. A curious tilt of her head, but the animal just stopped in front of her, on the other side of the barrier, and watched her placidly. She shifted her balance again and leaned closer, extending a gloved hand to pat its brown coat. The animal sighed out through its nostrils, but let her. She smiled again and stepped closer, laughing her shrill little laugh when the animal nudged his nose at her hand. "You're a bossy one, what do you want," she asked it, delighted, and resumed petting it. "Shame the microbes don't work on your language, huh?"
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[personal profile] seeorseem 2014-07-10 11:12 am (UTC)(link)
Eames has seen a great deal in his life, but often he has to imagine that some of it shouldn't be surprising, given the wealth and breadth of possibility in a dream. The vision before him (a monochromatic woman petting farm creatures) looks like it belongs in the dream, and yet, here he is and his totem indicates reality.

Then again, this hotel has become quite the challenge upon his grasp on reality. "Food and affection," he says, having overheard her question. "Generally, that's what anyone wants, isn't it?" he adds, with a flash of a charming grin.
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[personal profile] seeorseem 2014-07-11 12:33 am (UTC)(link)
Eames looks rather amused at the start, feeling as if it's been ages since he's been startled and half misses the unexpected thrill that comes of surprise. "I think, generally, someone is paid to feed them," he says, leaning his hip against the fence as he comes to regard the woman more curiously. "Pardon my saying, but I've never seen anyone who looks like you, not ever."
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[personal profile] seeorseem 2014-07-12 12:51 am (UTC)(link)
"I stare at everything," Eames confesses, as if such an accusation is hardly going to stop him. After all, he's stared at a great many people throughout his life, though usually to inspect them and try and make forgeries from them. "You're singularly the most unique thing I've seen," he informs her. "Outside of my dreams, of course."
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[personal profile] seeorseem 2014-07-12 11:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"Don't be so silly, I'd hardly stop at non-human girls, that's very limiting," Eames says, hand to his heart as though he's actually somewhat offended by the idea that he wouldn't chat up anything that was attractive -- though perhaps he ought to consider stopping that, given that Arthur might frown upon it.

Hopefully frowning is all he'd do. Eames doesn't actually think Arthur's armed right now. "What's your name, then?"
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[personal profile] seeorseem 2014-07-15 11:29 pm (UTC)(link)
"Eames," is his cheerful reply, glancing out to the pasture as he adjusts his posture and leans most of his weight against one of the posts. "Chiana's an interesting name, though, not heard it before," he admits. "Where are you from?"
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[personal profile] seeorseem 2014-07-17 12:10 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm from Earth, but I have a very active imagination and quite a bit of curiosity about the worlds that might exist," he replies, thinking that perhaps he's about to get his very first contact story to share with Arthur and many new ideas for dreams to explore. "Won't know until you tell me."
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[personal profile] seeorseem 2014-07-17 05:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Of course he's never heard of it, but his imagination does the trick of coming up with a handy image of what it looks like, a rather picturesque place that he can see a woman like Chiana in. "Now, it seems I am a bit behind," he says, trying to sound charming and calm. "I've never heard of your charming-sounding planet or world or place or dimension," he rattles off the words, as if they're all of them a possibility. "Do you miss it much, then? Or do you find our little slice of strangeness similar enough?"
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[personal profile] seeorseem 2014-07-18 03:35 am (UTC)(link)
The noise Eames gives in return comes from the base of his throat. It's amusement tempered with the knowledge that he can both go back home anytime, but he can also slip into a dream given that he has a PASIV conveniently tucked away in the hotel room safe, just in case he needs it. "Hardly. I haven't been away from it long enough to miss it. I'm rather blessed by the ability to go back and forth with home, should I choose. Sometimes, I'd rather stay here."
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[personal profile] seeorseem 2014-07-19 01:09 am (UTC)(link)
"I wander freely here and back," Eames agrees, shifting so that he's nodding in the direction of the hotel, never content to simply sit back when an idea's struck him. "Come on, let's go see what we can find," he encourages, even though she's just put herself on the fence. "If not your home, I'm sure we'll be able to find something exciting."
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[personal profile] seeorseem 2014-07-21 12:45 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't," is his cheerful reply, as if that's occurred to him and he's simply moved on from the notion with ease. "Then again, I've nearly been stuck in far worse places," he says. "So why not enjoy my time stuck in a luxury hotel, hm? I don't even have to touch my bank account for the room, what could be so wrong with that?"
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[personal profile] seeorseem 2014-07-24 03:47 pm (UTC)(link)

Eames doesn't flinch or change his outward appearance, remaining calm in the face of this suggestion. "I assure you that I'm well capable of managing myself in any situation. Once, a very long time ago in my younger days," he says, rueful as though he has many stories about those days, "I served my country quite thoroughly in the army."

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[personal profile] seeorseem 2014-07-26 12:25 am (UTC)(link)
Eames gives her a smirk and though she's absolutely not anywhere near safe in his company (at least, not with his wandering fingers), it's hardly as if he's about to announce that to her. "Safe as anything," he assures, smiling as if the sweetness on his expression is actually genuine. He continues along to the doors, gesturing for her to go first. "After you."
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[personal profile] seeorseem 2014-07-27 08:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Eames gives her a bemused look as he follows along after her, thinking that he might need to shelve away some mannerisms and looks for the next abstract dream they need to pitch for someone. Imagination does get you far, but having a real life model is something that shouldn't be simply ignored. Eames subtly steals a hat from a nearby post when they find themselves in what appears to be a time long ago, settling it upon his head to blend in.

"Do you want to go outside?"
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[personal profile] seeorseem 2014-07-29 04:13 am (UTC)(link)
"People stare at others only because you're drawing attention by being something they envy or fear," Eames opines, having learned enough about dreams and the theories of them to know what calls attention to someone. "If anyone thinks you're a threat, I'll simply intervene. I can be very charming and persuasive when need be."
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[personal profile] seeorseem 2014-07-30 02:27 am (UTC)(link)
Properly affixing the hat upon his head, Eames feels as if he fits right in. Of course, he also thinks that about wherever he goes, given his predilection for shifting and fitting into the landscape, giving her a smirk as he leans in closer. "Don't trust me too much," he rumbles, breath wafting near her neck. "I'm former for a reason," he says, grinning like he enjoys that fact.
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[personal profile] seeorseem 2014-07-31 07:39 pm (UTC)(link)

"If that's the case, I should have brought my rap sheet," he says, privately delighted by the idea that she likes the notion of him being a convict and that it isn't a strike against him but rather something to be obscenely proud of. "I'm quite the accomplished ne'er-do-well. I take it that's something you enjoy?"

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[personal profile] seeorseem 2014-08-01 04:36 pm (UTC)(link)

Eames chuckles, low and warm, and doesn't mind at all when she makes the gesture. He allows a bow of his head, smirking as he wanders through the door in order to head outside, fixing his hat before he does much else. "I'm glad to know my new companion has great manners," he praises wryly.

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[personal profile] seeorseem 2014-08-02 06:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"And what are your manners like?" Eames wonders, given that he never has met an alien woman before, but if he's going to expand his little book of potential disguises for dreams, he thinks he ought to at least research with great depth. Otherwise, it just wouldn't be accurate, now would it?
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[personal profile] seeorseem 2014-08-07 01:05 am (UTC)(link)
Eames doesn't give anyone a second look, but perhaps that's because he's started to treat this world and all the worlds like it as though dreams, where projections are merely your subconscious and need to be ignored and only dealt with in the last possible circumstances. "Manners akin to a prison? What sort of terrible world did you live in?"
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[personal profile] seeorseem 2014-08-07 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)
"Then we have some more in common," Eames says amiably, though his escaping had little to do with taking off and far more to do with delving deep, deep into dreams because anything was possible, there. "And where did you take off to? You made it here, after all."
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[personal profile] seeorseem 2014-08-16 03:14 am (UTC)(link)
Eames shrugs and gives her a rather bemused look, seeing as he doubts that she'll understand. "I was born into a rather well off family, which means that my little dealings weren't so happily accepted, given my quick fingers and my other hobbies."
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[personal profile] seeorseem 2014-08-25 06:10 pm (UTC)(link)
"Don't we all make mistakes when we're young?" Eames points out with a cavalier shrug of his shoulders, as if this mistake is one that he simply had slid past it, onto a life of crime and excitement, never ashamed of such a thing. "Mine happened to be the military. Besides, it led me to very interesting pastures."

"Though, not as interesting as this," he says, of the Wild West around him.
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[personal profile] aliencentaur 2014-07-15 05:26 am (UTC)(link)
Ax found eating easiest out here, aside from finding tasty human food inside anyway, even though he had to put up with being compared to the horses a lot. At least they were used to him by now, despite his strange scent and appearance. He had finished eating and had crossed back over the fence with a graceful leap when he saw the newcomer. She was not human, he could tell that, but he was not familiar with her species. He watched her, guarded, but not threatening at the moment. For now, she did not appear ready to attack, and he hoped it remained that way.
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[personal profile] aliencentaur 2014-07-24 06:13 am (UTC)(link)
She didn't appear frightened initially, that was good. He would stay watchful, of course, but he kept his body language neutral for the moment-alert, able to tale action, but not appearing ready to strike either.

he replied. He wondered how she would react to the thought-speech.