Eames Paints. Arthur studies art history. Together they fight crime! (are giant fucking hipsters.)

The first thing Eames does when he wakes up on the shore of Limbo is squint a bit at the crumbling city skyline. [Or, the one where Arthur and Eames go to Limbo and Grow as People.]

Cobb doesn't even bother sitting up. "Let's try that again," he says, dropping his head back against the chair and closing his eyes, "and cut down on the homicide before the job is done."

"Don’t bore me with the petty details. Just tell me what sort of masks we’ll all be wearing while we rob this bank. I hope it’s not dead U.S. presidents. That’s so overdone.”

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DUDE WHERE IS THE FIC WHERE THEY HAVE TO EXTRACT SECRETS FROM A GIANT QUEEN AND THEY DESIGN THE DREAM TO BE IN A ~GAY BAR~ AND HAVE TO DRESS APPROPRIATELY AND THINGS DON'T QUITE GO ACCORDING TO PLAN SO ARTHUR AND EAMES HAVE TO CREATE A DISTRACTION BY BASICALLY HAVING SEX ON THE DANCE FLOOR WHILE COBB OR WHOEVER GETS THE INFO?

For [info]tigriswolf's [info]comment_fic prompt "Inception/Leverage, Eliot&Arthur, it's been awhile since Eliot saw his little brother" (theme was 'Prompt is the first line')

"We should probably go soon, anyway," she says. "There's an unconscious man in the ladies' bathroom with 'wanker' written on his forehead – people are going to start asking questions."