Who: Eames^2 What: Meeting up Where: Mitchell's pub When: Backdated: After this, 8-ish. Status: Closed; ongoing
Eames sat at a table in Mitchell's bar, nursing a pint as he waited. He'd had a lovely swim with Arthur earlier in the day, and he'd also managed to poke through a couple of shops on his way to the pub. In one of them, he'd found a small stack of copybooks, lined paper with thin blue cardboard covers like he remembered from school, and a handful of different-coloured biros, and he was busy sketching all kinds of different things as he sat there.
After a while, he sat up and leaned back as he reached for his pint, and flicked through the five or six pages he'd managed to fill while he'd sat there. There were a few random swirling patterns that would have made good tattoos, a sketch of the warehouse in Paris, Ariadne from the boat playing with her little pug puppy, a handful of drawings of Arthur and the one that made him pause, Danny working in his garden. Frowning slightly as he remembered his other twin, he put the book to one side and drank some of his beer.