Title: When All Else Fails
Author: Vashti
Fandom: Inception
Characters: Eames, OC, Ariadne
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Eames doesn't have either the time or patience to be distracted.
Length: 260 words
Disclaimer: I don't know you, you don't know me. Let's keep it that way.
Author's Note: See end.
When All Else Fails
by Vashti
Eames' arm tightened around the smaller man's neck as he fought to break the hold. Strong narrow fingers grasped at the weave of his ratty tweed blazer but couldn't grip the arm underneath. Eames strengthened his hold. He leaned in close. He pressed his lips to the man's ear. "You're going to answer me or I'm going to stick this in your side so it nicks your large intestines, and I promise you won't like that."
"I told you I don't—Aaah!"
"Now tell me what I want to know and I'll make sure you get the help you need to keep all that nasty poison leaking out of your bowels from doing any lasting damage."
They breathed from their mouths, loud and wet in the dark, cavernous room. The man in Eames' grip was beginning to sweat.
"Or," he murmured into the man's ear, "I can see how much more damage this stiletto can do."
"Don't do this, Mr. Eames. We're not-"
"Don't!" Eames pushed the narrow blade in deeper. "Don't you dare, Seward. I already know it's a dream. There's no reason for you to hold this shape. You're only making me angry."
"If you kill me, I'll just wake up." It might have been strange hearing Arthur's voice and knowing it was Seward's body, but Eames didn't have either the time or patience to be distracted.
Eames pressed his face against the man's head. "Who said I was going to kill you. Now tell me where Ariadne and the kids are."
[in]Fin[ite]
Author's Note: One of two fics written for the Livejournal community, comment_fic, prompt "Inception, author's choice, whispered threats and promise" posted by creepy_shetan. This one was closer to what I originally imagined when I saw the prompt.
