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Tweak says, "You got me on my knees, Layla"

Eames (dream_bigger) wrote in colligo_threads,
@ 2011-09-24 21:46:00

Entry tags:

ariadne, eames, eliot spencer, justin taylor

Who: Everyone who's woken up in the Casino
Where: The Casino
When: Early hours of Saturday Morning
What: Trying to work out what's going on!

He went over to where the young woman was sitting, taking in her rather lovely slinky dress and her slightly disheveled hair at a glance. She really was very attractive indeed, he noted, then smiled as she looked round at him. "If you're still not looking for help to get up, I think you're going the wrong way about it," he said, crouching down to be closer to her eye-level.

"I'd introduce myself, if I knew who I was, but since everyone else I've been talking to in this place hasn't got a clue who they are, I think it might be the same for you. Am I right?" he asked, ignoring all the other people who seemed to be carrying on as if nothing unusual had happened. "Everyone else is coming to meet us here, by the way." He stood up again as he spoke, and then automatically held his hand out to her, hoping that she would change her mind and let him help her stand.

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labyrinthine
2011-09-24 08:55 pm UTC (link)

"I was gathering my thoughts," she said haughtily, looking back at him. The guy looked like he was auditioning for the next James Bond movie. Maybe he was. Maybe she was too, and that explained her dress. And her ridiculous hair. She really wanted to take a shower and get all the gel out of it. "And you're not wrong. I don't remember a damn thing."

She took the offered hand and stood up, teetering wildly and clutching a bit at his forearm for support. "Oh, to hell with this," she declared, still keeping hold of his arm as she bent over to slip off her shoes. Being barefoot in a casino probably wasn't the best decision ever, but it had to be better than trying not to fall on her butt. Hooking her fingers into the heels, she finally let go with a sheepish smile. "Sorry. And thanks."

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sunshine_taylor
2011-09-24 09:22 pm UTC (link)

Like Eames and Ariadne, Justin had woken up with no memory of who he was or what exactly he was doing in a casino. He'd also woken up slightly sticky with a spilled tray of drinks nearby; was he a waiter? If he was, a casino definitly beat waiting tables in a diner.

After speaking to the guy near the roulette table over the PDA he'd found in his pocket, Justin spotted him, or atleast the man he assumed he'd been talking to who was currently helping a girl up then ventured over, "Are you the guy I was just talking to?"

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dream_bigger
2011-09-24 10:25 pm UTC (link)

He smiled when the girl tried to apologise, and was about to say something else when another man joined them. Looking round, he tilted his head slightly as the younger man spoke and studied him for a moment.

"Are you the guy who's really fucking freaked out?" he asked, already knowing the answer, then turned back to the girl. "Excuse my language, please," he said, before talking to the pair of them. "So that's three of us. And there was the man in the security room as well, wherever he is. I wonder if there are any more of us."

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thatswhatido
2011-09-25 03:41 pm UTC (link)

The man made his way down from security, calculating the path, as if he knew the structure of the building. He didn't have a clue, but he seemed to have a basic understanding of architecture and internal hallways. He found his way to the casino floor without too many mishaps, and within a reasonable time frame.

He spotted the group of them, two men and a woman. They looked somehow out of place, which likely meant they were the ones he was looking for. He sauntered over to them, holding his head high, trying to give off an impressive, security guru air. He slowed his pace as he approached.

"Hey. I think I was talking to one of you?" He waved his PDA in the air.

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sunshine_taylor
2011-09-26 08:34 pm UTC (link)

Justin nodded and crossed his arms over his chest, his shirt still slightly damp from the drinks he apparently spilled, "Yeah, that'd be me." He glanced around at the other patrons of the casino who were still going about their business like nothing was out of the ordinary, "Everyone else seems to know what they're doing."

It was then that the other man Eames had referred to showed up. It was strange to think that they somehow all had amnesia, but then again as far he knew they had all passed out beforehand so that was a factor.

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