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→ Futility!Verse ←
With
eamesofdreams
Move him into the sun -
Gently its touch awoke him once,
At home, whispering of fields unsown.
Always it woke him, even in France,
Until this morning and this snow.
If anything might rouse him now
The kind old sun will know.
Think how it wakes the seeds -
Woke, once, the clays of a cold star.
Are limbs so dear-achieved, are sides
Full-nerved, - still warm, - too hard to stir?
Was it for this the clay grew tall?
- O what made fatuous sunbeams toil
To break earth's sleep at all?
Post-Inception.
The original team that were tested with the dream-share technology to train in combat have slowly started to go insane, reports of death and destruction covered up and hidden away in a top-secret file. But the military aren’t willing to stop until they retrieve all of the stolen technology and silence anyone who may have come into contact with it.
After successfully completing the biggest job known of in the dream-share business, the team go their separate ways. But when Eames tracks Arthur down and shows up on his doorstep, shot and bleeding, he warns him of the danger that faces them and they decide to band together, to go underground until it’s safe to resurface.
→ Thread Tracking ←
♣ [001]: [Quite possibly bleeding on welcome mat.]
♣ [002]: [Trying to navigate way into room.]
♣ [003]: The past will always leave fingerprints.
♣ [004]: Why did you believe in me?
♣ [005]: [Ditching car, grabbing bags.] Got everything?
♣ [006]: [Smoking to retain heat.] S'bloody cold.
♣ Continuing...
♣ [007]: Puts new meaning to royal sceptre.
♣ [008]: First home-cooked meal and general conversation
♣ [009]: Drunkenness and foreign soap operas
♣ [010]: Male bonding down the local
♣ [011]: Adopting Sherlock
♣ [012]: Sometimes I miss the old place.
♣ [013]: [Drinking tea, watching the city move.]
♣ [014]: Coffee cups, new sofas, and deep conversations.
♣ [015]: Gay Russian Astronauts.
♣ [016]: A karaoke machine and the dutch courage required.
♣ [017]: [Subtly trying to hide fanboy emotions.]
♣ [018]: Former Minister for Defence, Daniel Wright, has passed away.
♣ [019]: The country house in Kent.
♣ [020]: Picnic by the lake.
♣ [021]: [Blowing smoke rings into evening sky.]
♣ [022]: Dreaming of a broken boy.
♣ [023]: Time to take it slow.
♣ [024]: [Applying paint to an empty canvas.]
♣ [025]:
♣ [026]: [Squinting at newspaper in the sunlight.]
♣ [027]: [ Manhandling black machine into living room. ]
♣ [028]: [ Tipping sugar inside shirt collar. ] Oops?
♣ [029]: [ Sitting on step, smoking a cigarette. ]
♣ [030]: [ Shining shoes, humming along to this ]
♣ [031]: [ Smugly. ] We have something to celebrate.
♣ [032]:
♣ [033]: Blackpool traditions and morning coffee.
♣ [034]: The box of toys in the hotel bedroom.
♣ [035]: [ Tapping his fingers against mug. ] Morning.
♣ [036]: Morning marriage proposal.
♣ [037]: [ Cigarette. Coffee cup. Cleaning his gun. ]
♣ [038]: [ Quietly sketching across back of napkin. ]
♣ [039]: Moving into the New York apartment
♣ [040]: The birthday of Mr Eames
♣ [041]: Feels weird being back in America
♣ [042]: [ Trying to shield lighter from rain. ]
♣ [043]: [ Leaning against. ] Change the channel, love?
♣ [044]: [ Wincing, sounding hoarse. ] Inside voices, please.
♣
♣
♣
♣
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Move him into the sun -
Gently its touch awoke him once,
At home, whispering of fields unsown.
Always it woke him, even in France,
Until this morning and this snow.
If anything might rouse him now
The kind old sun will know.
Think how it wakes the seeds -
Woke, once, the clays of a cold star.
Are limbs so dear-achieved, are sides
Full-nerved, - still warm, - too hard to stir?
Was it for this the clay grew tall?
- O what made fatuous sunbeams toil
To break earth's sleep at all?
Post-Inception.
The original team that were tested with the dream-share technology to train in combat have slowly started to go insane, reports of death and destruction covered up and hidden away in a top-secret file. But the military aren’t willing to stop until they retrieve all of the stolen technology and silence anyone who may have come into contact with it.
After successfully completing the biggest job known of in the dream-share business, the team go their separate ways. But when Eames tracks Arthur down and shows up on his doorstep, shot and bleeding, he warns him of the danger that faces them and they decide to band together, to go underground until it’s safe to resurface.
→ Thread Tracking ←
♣ [001]: [Quite possibly bleeding on welcome mat.]
♣ [002]: [Trying to navigate way into room.]
♣ [003]: The past will always leave fingerprints.
♣ [004]: Why did you believe in me?
♣ [005]: [Ditching car, grabbing bags.] Got everything?
♣ [006]: [Smoking to retain heat.] S'bloody cold.
♣ Continuing...
♣ [007]: Puts new meaning to royal sceptre.
♣ [008]: First home-cooked meal and general conversation
♣ [009]: Drunkenness and foreign soap operas
♣ [010]: Male bonding down the local
♣ [011]: Adopting Sherlock
♣ [012]: Sometimes I miss the old place.
♣ [013]: [Drinking tea, watching the city move.]
♣ [014]: Coffee cups, new sofas, and deep conversations.
♣ [015]: Gay Russian Astronauts.
♣ [016]: A karaoke machine and the dutch courage required.
♣ [017]: [Subtly trying to hide fanboy emotions.]
♣ [018]: Former Minister for Defence, Daniel Wright, has passed away.
♣ [019]: The country house in Kent.
♣ [020]: Picnic by the lake.
♣ [021]: [Blowing smoke rings into evening sky.]
♣ [022]: Dreaming of a broken boy.
♣ [023]: Time to take it slow.
♣ [024]: [Applying paint to an empty canvas.]
♣ [025]:
♣ [026]: [Squinting at newspaper in the sunlight.]
♣ [027]: [ Manhandling black machine into living room. ]
♣ [028]: [ Tipping sugar inside shirt collar. ] Oops?
♣ [029]: [ Sitting on step, smoking a cigarette. ]
♣ [030]: [ Shining shoes, humming along to this ]
♣ [031]: [ Smugly. ] We have something to celebrate.
♣ [032]:
♣ [033]: Blackpool traditions and morning coffee.
♣ [034]: The box of toys in the hotel bedroom.
♣ [035]: [ Tapping his fingers against mug. ] Morning.
♣ [036]: Morning marriage proposal.
♣ [037]: [ Cigarette. Coffee cup. Cleaning his gun. ]
♣ [038]: [ Quietly sketching across back of napkin. ]
♣ [039]: Moving into the New York apartment
♣ [040]: The birthday of Mr Eames
♣ [041]: Feels weird being back in America
♣ [042]: [ Trying to shield lighter from rain. ]
♣ [043]: [ Leaning against. ] Change the channel, love?
♣ [044]: [ Wincing, sounding hoarse. ] Inside voices, please.
♣
♣
♣
♣