Uh, hi. You've reached Stephen Stills. I can't come to the phone right now for whatever so reason, so, uh, leave your name or whatever. And a message, if you want.
Okay, so I've got you a date with a guy who I think is totally hot. His name is Cassie and he'll meet you at The Coliseum on [Pick a date] at [And a time].
[ Eames is in the midst of rifling through his luggage, spaced out across the width of his hotel room. Trying to find something wearable for Stephen, it seems, is harder than he originally thought (he thinks they might have had better luck searching through Arthur's things, but then again, perhaps it'd have been too small). ]
When you come to a place where you might be spending all of your money, it would do to at least look as though you might have money.
[ Walking around in front of the television still on, Arthur is mumbling on his phone to someone as he then strides over to where Stephen is sitting. He very lightly kicks Stephen's shin and nods his head as if to say get up before he covers the phone's receiver with his hand and shouts back to Eames: ] Did you just assume he had money? [ Then he pulls a measuring tape from the inside pocket of his own suit jacket, and gestures for Stephen - who is hopefully standing by now - to raise his arms. ]
[ Or ... not. Because Faith's just kind of strolling in like the pain in the ass she is. Of course, having had the kind of week she's been having, there's more cranky to go around and a need for more beer. ]
Yo, Stills! Neil?
[ Which she left in Stephen's fridge. Oh, and she'll also say she's checking up on Stephen. ]
You try tell a guy you're on sometimes-bodyguard duty and he goes running off under full moons and looking for trouble. [ Swig. ]
he comes stepping along he doesn't even break the branches where he's been and gone
[It takes a moment before the wolf becomes fully aware of everything around him. He remembers pain - howling at the moon as his body changed form. He remembers lying in a heap on the floor panting, his fur on edge. He remembers pacing the room, trying to find an exit. And he remembers hunger. Has he ever been this hungry before? He can't remember. He hears strange new noises. A door opening and shutting. The click and snap of a beer can. The shuffle of feet. And then that smell... wafting under the door. Without even thinking about it, he scrambles up onto his hind legs and presses against the closed door, which swings open.
Hi Faith! There is a rather large and nasty-looking wolf snarling at you from Stephen's bedroom doorway.]
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[ The scratching draws her attention, and Faith turns around as she takes another sip from the bottle. The split second decision time as the door flies open leaves her confused because hello, last she checked, Stephen didn't own a dog. Also, she's not really interested in wasting this perfectly good beer.
So Faith lets out something of a surprised bark of her own before backing up toward the counter. Okay, beer's safe. Moving on. ]
Nice pooch. That's a good boy, you want, uh... [ Blindly grabbing at-- ] ...a bowl of rice?
[When Lucy drops off Neil's gifts, she'll drop this off for Stephen]
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So that happened. I feel like I need an "I guess it's time to talk about my childhood" card. Not that I really want to talk about my childhood, but it's not that I don't, either. I mean, if you have questions.
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Have fun! I want a full report when it's over.
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[ Eames is in the midst of rifling through his luggage, spaced out across the width of his hotel room. Trying to find something wearable for Stephen, it seems, is harder than he originally thought (he thinks they might have had better luck searching through Arthur's things, but then again, perhaps it'd have been too small). ]
When you come to a place where you might be spending all of your money, it would do to at least look as though you might have money.
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Yo, Stills! Neil?
[ Which she left in Stephen's fridge. Oh, and she'll also say she's checking up on Stephen. ]
You try tell a guy you're on sometimes-bodyguard duty and he goes running off under full moons and looking for trouble. [ Swig. ]
he comes stepping along he doesn't even break the branches where he's been and gone
Hi Faith! There is a rather large and nasty-looking wolf snarling at you from Stephen's bedroom doorway.]
he comes stepping along he doesn't even break the branches where he's been and gone
So Faith lets out something of a surprised bark of her own before backing up toward the counter. Okay, beer's safe. Moving on. ]
Nice pooch. That's a good boy, you want, uh... [ Blindly grabbing at-- ] ...a bowl of rice?
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