arthur has been in the cape for days. arthur has heard the message and seen the cape and arthur is not pleased. they'd made it out of the dream. they'd made it through customs and through baggage claim and they were in reality, awake, alive. but then he was here and while spending a few days roughing it and hiding and trying to find any kind of information he could was a character-building experience, arthur is quite certain that is not the character he wants to be.
if this is a dream, it's shottily built. if it's not, arthur...well. not pleased doesn't really seem to carry the same weight as the darkness in his eyes. which the entire network should be able to see now, since arthur (after doing everything in his power but tearing the damn thing apart) has decided to use this little device here. ]
I'm not sure what you're looking for. [ because it has to be a dream, it has to. no matter what his totem might say, it doesn't make sense otherwise. arthur's normally clean-cut face and usually well-kept attire is blemished. flawed. his hair is out of place and there are shadows under his eyes and he is very not pleased. a vein pulses in his jaw, but arthur keeps it locked for another minute, before there's a slight upturn to his lips. ] But you'll never find it. I suggest you end this now and wake everyone up.
[ he's exhausted, strung out, and strongly considering destroying each and every projection here until he finds the dreamer. and that part of him still trying to believe this is reality- well. someone might want to speak up. ]
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arthur has been in the cape for days. arthur has heard the message and seen the cape and arthur is not pleased. they'd made it out of the dream. they'd made it through customs and through baggage claim and they were in reality, awake, alive. but then he was here and while spending a few days roughing it and hiding and trying to find any kind of information he could was a character-building experience, arthur is quite certain that is not the character he wants to be.
if this is a dream, it's shottily built. if it's not, arthur...well. not pleased doesn't really seem to carry the same weight as the darkness in his eyes. which the entire network should be able to see now, since arthur (after doing everything in his power but tearing the damn thing apart) has decided to use this little device here. ]
I'm not sure what you're looking for. [ because it has to be a dream, it has to. no matter what his totem might say, it doesn't make sense otherwise. arthur's normally clean-cut face and usually well-kept attire is blemished. flawed. his hair is out of place and there are shadows under his eyes and he is very not pleased. a vein pulses in his jaw, but arthur keeps it locked for another minute, before there's a slight upturn to his lips. ] But you'll never find it. I suggest you end this now and wake everyone up.
[ he's exhausted, strung out, and strongly considering destroying each and every projection here until he finds the dreamer. and that part of him still trying to believe this is reality- well. someone might want to speak up. ]