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° s ǝ ɯ ɐ ǝ ([personal profile] paisleythief) wrote2011-05-30 06:36 pm
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MEME: because then you might know me

Ladies and Gents, its Meme Time.
Thanks to [livejournal.com profile] littlspecificty for rebooting and [livejournal.com profile] dreamsofmazes who started it.

001. Leave me a comment saying, "Interview me."
002. I will respond by asking you ANY five questions of a very intimate and creepily personal nature. Or not so creepy/personal [possibly].
003. You WILL update your LJ with the answers to the questions.
004. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the post.
005. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.

Asked by [livejournal.com profile] littlspecificty
1) What is Eames' football team of choice? (like the one he still supports loyally?)
He is going to assume that Arthur is choosing the high road and asking about proper football and not American football because... well, because he likes you and doesnt want to be forced to never speak to you again. (True love Arthur, true love) Of course Eames is going to root for England, because he grew up with a rowdy crowd of English and you don't admit to liking another team lest you want a fist in your mouth- and for the most part, Eames does love and support his home team. But... lets just say, Eames' English friends never see him when its a match between England and Germany. Have you seen Mats Hummels?? No? Well Eames has: in his fucking dreams

OKAY. SO MAYBE EAMES HAS A TYPE. LONG, LEAN, BRUNETTE, AND POUTY UNAMUSED IS A TYPE, RIGHT??

2) Has he ever had a fantasy of what a perfect date {or} night would be like?
Of course he has! And, as an added bonus, we'll even tell you what it is. /smart ass While he loves to wine and dine, they do that pretty much all the time for clients and marks alike. What Eames wants, if someone were to go out of their way to take him on a special night, is something personal. He wants to help make the food in Arthur's kitchen (so he can snoop) and possibly stop for sex between making the pasta sauce and seasoning the ricotta because he'd be unable to keep his hands off of Arthur. He'd want Arthur to tell him stories about his past, even if they were stories that are inappropriate for dinner conversation, and he'd want to know what Arthur wants to do in the future, if he has plans, if he wants to make plans. He'd want to pick up Arthur's favorite book and snoop on his shelves for any evidence of bad movie taste and he'd definitely want to get into Arthur's closet. He'd want to get fantastically drunk on whatever Arthur's favorite wine is- or beer, if that's the case- and find himself touching Arthur's wrist while lying on the floor, bottles between them, listening to the first album Arthur ever had a personal revolution to and share that experience with him if only just in spirit. He'd want to pass out and wake up to find Arthur snoring very indelicately across from him, probably still on the floor with drool pooling on his arm, and then try to kiss him awake. But since Arthur's a stubborn git and Eames' day is technically over and they're both still stupendously drunk, he'd just slide up next to Arthur on the floor, wrap his arms around him, and fall back asleep spooning him. 
 
(To be entirely truthful, Eames wants to meet Arthur's parents, because he wants to believe that good things happen to good people(see question 4) and he might have a kind of fantasy about Arthur's parents being these wonderful, midwestern people who still have embarrassing mementos of Arthur's childhood and all these stories about the girl next door who swore she was his girlfriend even though Arthur could barely bring himself to hold her hand. His perfect date, if Arthur had these parents, would be going to see them, having a wonderful dinner with them, meeting any of Arthur's siblings, getting a little too drunk on stories of Arthur and his parent's ridiculously tasteless merlot, smoking a cigar with his father on the porch while being passive-aggressively threatened, gifting Arthur's mother with something she's always wanted (probably a horribly tasteless painting, or a pair of earrings she's never said anything about wanting) because he was able to pick up on her taste, staying up all night learning all of Arthur's history, likes and dislikes, what parts of the house hold which memories, and then, really early in the morning when everyone in the house is still asleep, Eames would sneak into Arthur's room and fuck him super gently and realize that he wants to spend the rest of his life making Arthur believe how special he is. But Arthur doesnt have these parents AND I GUESS IM CRYING NOW WHATEVER. askdjk;j ) 

3) Worst job he can remember doing?
Fucking. Russian. Bastards. Eames hates, loathes with his entire being, the Russians. They cheated him out of a huge sum of money, time, and a good personal friend who is now only remembered as a deceased extractor. Three months of work and nearly twenty grand of his own money went into that job and he was double crossed by their chemist, chased through Ukraine and into Romania pumped full of chemicals that made him violently ill and had him suffering the withdrawl symptoms of a heroine addict for nearly three weeks straight. A nice Romanian couple took him in thinking he was some homeless addict and helped him figure out a) where he was, b) how long he'd been there, and c) that he was currently on the watch list. They never asked any questions, just helped him and never gave him over to the authorities; so now he makes sure a fair sum of money makes its way to them every few months. Bottom line: he just doesn't trust the Russians and he won't go anywhere near Russia. 

4) When he was a child what did he want to "grow up" to be?
It would be easier to say what Eames didnt want to be, and that was his father. His dad wasn't very supportive and didn't have any real skill sets. He just kind of did what he could to make money, wandering around by the docks, hanging around construction sites until someone told him to do something for a couple quid, and the little money he did scrape together, he spent on himself. His mum had to work her hands to the bone to provide for Eames and his older brother, and when William was old enough to get the fuck out he left Daniel behind. In hind sight, no one really grew up in East End with enough hugs or food to go around, they all just bucked up and got the fuck out when they could, but Eames, when he was still called Daniel, didn't understand that and lived a good 20 years of his life resenting the fuck out of his father. 
 
Even though Eames is by far the most talented professional forger in the mind heist community, in his most vulnerable moments he is afraid that he grew up to be just like his father. He doesn't keep a stable house, he doesn't provide for anyone but himself, and for all that he's affectionate toward those he likes, no one ever seems to believe him. He doesn't usually allow himself to think of such things, and he snaps out of those self-deprecating thoughts pretty quickly, but when he gets in those moods he's not the most fun person to be around.

5) What is the dirtiest fantasy he's ever had of Arthur?
Oh boy. As Eames spends an inordinate amount of time thinking about Arthur in a sexual context, he has a few that rank pretty high on the Thats Some Kinky Shit meter. While Eames finds Arthur's bossy attitude to be a bit grating in the workspace, he can't deny that it turns him the fuck on to have someone so in control of themselves in a sexual context. He likes that Arthur seems to know what he likes and isn't apologetic about that. Sometimes he thinks about Arthur being in complete control of him. Verbally, physically, mentally; to the point where he says "watch me fuck myself with you, come on your stomach, and then go take a shower and you don't get to touch me or yourself in that entire time. When I get out of the shower you'd better still be hard or I won't let you come until I tell you that you can" and Eames just does it, no questions asked.
 
Or, that fantasy he has about his projection of Arthur helping him fuck actual Arthur down in dreamspace. When he's wanking under pressure (lol, sometimes there's nothing to do about an erection than to sate the beast) the thought of Arthur kissing himself and telling him how gorgeous he is and touching between his legs the way Eames would, but with his long, fantastically tapered fingers, both of them looking at him (Arthur lost in the feel of his body- the way Eames feels it- and his projection feeding the pleasure of touching Arthur's actual (mental manifestation??) body back into Eames' own head) gets him off so fast




Asked by [livejournal.com profile] bulletpoint 
1. Superpowers question - invisibility or flight, and the obviously more telling tangent of this: why?
Honestly, he’s always so fucking late he’d rather have teleportation. Despite what everyone might say, he really doesn’t do it to piss people off. Time just moves really quickly for Eames. He has, on occasion and flights of whimsy, picked up books on the perception of time, and finds it interesting to think that we move through it instead of (how most people perceive it) time moving of its own accord. BUT, of the given choices, I would say flight. He would hate to be invisible, in any meaning of the word.

In his actions and the sheer amount of detail he puts into his forgeries, he is rather flamboyant. He’s always crafting this beautiful person with depth and character who other people, as is the tragedy of the world, pass over because they feel real enough to justify ignoring. Invisibility would feel like oppression to Eames. Flying, on the other hand, would be like freedom. He would love to fly, because he could truly get away. Nothing would ever feel out of his grasp. But… he would probably liken himself to Icarus even if there weren’t wings involved. Oh, the melodrama.

2. What are his feelings regarding what happened with Mal and the fallout from that - Arthur and Cobb running, and evidently a distance?
This… has three different parts to it:
Cobb: Eames blames it all on Cobb because nobody else fucking seems to. He doesn’t like Cobb at all. He thinks Cobb is a blinded academic, too detached from reality in a way that Arthur keeps as a façade but that Cobb has grown to recognize as his own face. Eames is afraid that Arthur doesn’t understand Cobb, is blinded by his respect for a man who is smart, oh yes he is intelligent, but has no heart that Eames can see. In a lot of ways, Cobb reminds Eames of his own father. Selfish, self-driven, slightly crazy; which might be why they get along on a purely working level. In the dream when Saito gets shot and Eames is going to put him out and Cobb gets all up in his face; did you see the look he gave him? Like he was going to shoot Cobb as well for taking him by the lapels like that. He doesn’t respect Cobb enough to let him manhandle him. Eames realizes he doesn’t have the full story, and that he never will now that Mal is gone, but he blames Mal’s death, Arthur’s sadness, and Cobb’s depression/isolation all on Cobb. No sympathy.

Mal: See number 5. This is why Eames loved Mal. Eames loved Mal because of how affected she was by the smallest of things. Not everything, mind, but he loved that the things that were important to her were more important than the fucking sun. So he feels like Cobb should have… protected her from that. Should have been able to see that she was this beautiful, yearning person who would let herself be led into a den of lions if Cobb was the one doing the leading. Eames never really made his ambivalence to Cobb a secret so they probably had more than one conversation about what Cobb’s ideas were/how these ideas were infectious and enthralling to Mal, and while she was telling Eames of these things, swept up in her own fervor and interest, Eames was swept away with her. She was infectious in her own right, and Eames has always loved passion. But eventually, when they go their separate ways and Eames would have a moment to think about it, he’d wonder if Mal was making a mistake trusting all of her considerable fervor to a man who lives his life like its secondary to the dream. In short, Eames doesn’t blame Mal at all. She was who she was and when you are in love with someone, you trust them. The only mistake she made was trusting Cobb to care more about her than his bloody academics.

Arthur: Eames doesn’t understand why Arthur stays with Cobb. There is a part of him that thinks Arthur is a bleeding sod and very heavily resents him for following in Mal’s footsteps (where he was when she was alive, always a pining presence at her elbow), following Cobb wherever he goes and helping him like he deserves it. But there is another part of him that just plain hurts when it comes to that whole clusterfuck. He honestly thinks that Arthur was better for Mal, and if Arthur had married Mal, she would still be alive. Which hurts him on Arthur’s behalf, because he feels like Arthur's felt this too (selfishly, deep down) at some point, but also hurts him on his own terms, because it stings to think that about the person you’re more than a bit stupidly in love with. He thinks that Cobb is manipulative and it hurts that Arthur responds better to Cobb, who barely apologizes when something goes wrong, than he does to Eames, who has always been upfront about his deceits. This… could go on forever, so just suffice to say that Eames doesn’t like that Arthur is so close with Cobb, and part of it is pettiness, but part of it is him feeling like Arthur can’t see the forest for the trees. He doesn’t respect Arthur’s decision to follow Cobb but at the same time, he hopes that following Cobb was a sort of coping mechanism for losing Mal. He hates that he thinks Arthur sometimes blames himself because Eames doesn’t feel like it was his fault. At all.

3. Put to it, what is Eames' worst nightmare? (One either he has literally dreamt or just something he fears deeply, either or.)
When Eames was 16 he enlisted and got the fuck out of his hometown. When he was 17, he was notified of his mother’s death. For whatever reason, he couldn’t go to her funeral, and since he never really heard back from his older brother (who fucked off as soon as he could) and he considered his father a useless bag of shit anyway, he assumes no one else cared enough to go to her funeral.

Sometimes, he has dreams where he’s walking down any unnamed street, ephemeral in the way dreams have a wont to be, and he’ll see her walking out of a shop. He never sees her face, but he knows its her from the shape of her body; the wrinkles at the back of her elbows and the way she moves, slowly, like she knows there’s another job waiting to be done and she just wants to take her time getting there. And he’ll think that’s my mum, she’s alive! Those bastards buried the wrong woman! Thank god! And he’ll think of all these wonderful things to say to her, to call out and get her attention because he is finally in a position to treat her the way she deserves to be treated. But then two little boys run up next to her, smiling and laughing in a way Eames knows he never did, and each grab a hand of hers. Even though Eames never sees her face, he knows she’s smiling at them, knows she’s happy with her new family- how she could never be with theirs. In his worst nightmares, his mother is alive and happy with a proper family and she’s glad that she left him, she doesn't ever look back.

4. Favorite book? Considering how well spoken he is, this we must know.
Oh god. Eames loves Save Me the Waltz by Zelda Fitzgerald. He’s a fan of how synesthetic her writing is, beautiful and lyrical in the way that life is if you stop to enjoy it- even if the story isn’t absolutely revolutionary. Actually, he probably likes it because of how obvious it is that Zelda is writing to Scott, using these characters to scream her displeasure and sadness at him. When he walks into a bookstore, that is probably the book he’ll look for. Or George Orwell’s 1984; there’s always something fun about that book.

5. Is there something in a person - whoever they are - that is immutably attractive to Eames, a quality or magnetism that though fleshing out differently from person to person bears similarities - creativity, intelligence of a kind, etc, etc, etc?
What Eames finds immutably attractive is the ability to be affected by something; to have a passion within you that allows you to be devastated by something. He saw it in Mal and he sees it in Arthur. He doesn’t want to live his life cerebrally, he wants to live every moment for what its worth, what it feels like even if he doesnt understand it, and enjoy both the beauty and the heartache of it.


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