InsaneJournal

Who: Eames, Open
Where: Somewhere in the city
When: Nighttime on the 24th
Why: Eames needs...
Rating: Eames hopes it'll get nice and gory. Yum, blood.



Eames had stayed with Arthur and Ariadne until he couldn't take it any more. He told them he was going to get something from his place and then left quickly, ignoring his flat completely and heading out into the night. He needed a drink, he needed blood, he needed to get away from Arthur and all the lovely blood in him or he'd try and tear his throat out (Ariadne was out since she was many many things, but currently, Human was not a part of that list) and really, that would be extremely problematic for all involved. So he left, and headed for one of the bars where Sirius and himself were only slightly well-known.

His plan, as such, was simple. Pick a local, seduce them a bit, invite them somewhere much more inviting and then drag them into the nearest alleyway to ask them a few existential questions to stop any protests or escape attempts before he ripped open their veins and drank them dry. Then it was just a question of dealing with the body, which was no problem to him at all. Ariadne and Arthur would understand. They were bound to. He wasn't cheating on them, and it wasn't like the locals were real people, after all, and anyway, he needed...