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Ariadne (redscarves) wrote in makebelievelog,

Ariadne was momentarily stunned, but the feeling didn't last long before the heart-pumping adrenaline kicked in at his twist take on things. The summer clothing, packing things, was forgotten as she followed to the main living quarters. She didn't follow him to the dumping grounds, though, nor did she follow him closely. The momentary stunning kept a gap. "Are you kidding me? I'm not playing some game with you, Eames."

"You don't get to be dismissive, then turn it around where I'm the one putting you out." Ariadne's voice was raised, her tone heated. She was rather emotionally stunned, both at what Eames had said and at the sound of herself as she responded. "Keep the supplies, I'll buy new."

And with that, she turned and grabbed a sweater from by the front door and walked out, the door shutting behind her as she went.