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royal_musings2015-08-16 03:47 pm
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No Way Back - New Friends [For Artfulforger]
It had been a few days since his conversation with Peter and the resulting conversation with Eames regarding a visit from their new werewolf friend.
To be honest, there was a part of him that was looking forward to this meeting and yet, at the same time, there was a part of him that was reserved about it and truly didn't know what to expect.
The latter feeling was one he was all too familiar with. Considering his job, it was probably to be expected.
Whatever happened, it was sure to be entertaining.
One thing that came out of it though were the bestiaries that Peter had sent to him. Arthur had taken the time to merge them together into one and start the beginning of his own with what Eames and he had come across. Including the journals of Ellen Rimbauer and Joyce Reardon.
That house was forever going to be engrained into their lives. The only good thing that came out of it? Eames.
Arthur turned the desk chair around to face the forger and watched him for a moment. "Do you want to go out to dinner tonight?"
They had been out, of course. Done things together.
But he liked being able to call it a date with Eames.
It wasn't just work anymore. It wasn't running for their lives from both the mortal and now the supernatural sort. It was going out for drinks, dinner -- whatever else they decided to do that day as a couple.
He liked that.
To be honest, there was a part of him that was looking forward to this meeting and yet, at the same time, there was a part of him that was reserved about it and truly didn't know what to expect.
The latter feeling was one he was all too familiar with. Considering his job, it was probably to be expected.
Whatever happened, it was sure to be entertaining.
One thing that came out of it though were the bestiaries that Peter had sent to him. Arthur had taken the time to merge them together into one and start the beginning of his own with what Eames and he had come across. Including the journals of Ellen Rimbauer and Joyce Reardon.
That house was forever going to be engrained into their lives. The only good thing that came out of it? Eames.
Arthur turned the desk chair around to face the forger and watched him for a moment. "Do you want to go out to dinner tonight?"
They had been out, of course. Done things together.
But he liked being able to call it a date with Eames.
It wasn't just work anymore. It wasn't running for their lives from both the mortal and now the supernatural sort. It was going out for drinks, dinner -- whatever else they decided to do that day as a couple.
He liked that.
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Without the house, who knew if they ever would have admitted how they felt. He wasn't giving that up for anything. Even the insanity the house sent for them.