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Ariadne waited for the ground to begin shaking. The longer she waited, the more a needle of fear began to prick through her senses. Finally, she realised that she had in her hurry, mistimed the dosage.

She had no choice but to follow the two men into the club. As she walked in, she immediately felt dowdy and unfashionable. The room was full of women - giggling, tanned, highlighted. She looked around and blinked - where those surgically enhanced?

Shuddering, she continued to walk. Scanning the room, she noticed Cobb standing at the bar, with Arthur. Determined not to blow her extraction, she began to hide in an alcove. Leaning in, she concentrated.

"So, the type you're looking for...", Cobb looked round, causing her to draw back - "is this - a woman who is only good for one thing."

Ariadne sucked in her breath. A feeling of horror was beginning to dawn. She bit her lip, anxious for the shaking to begin. Frustrated, she listened.

"Remember, what do you want them to look like?"

Arthur shrugged.

"I'll tell you, Arthur, not like Ariadne. She's not attractive enough for you, allright? You need to make sure she realises this."

Ariadne felt a sudden rush of anger. She almost wanted to move forward.

"I mean, take the woman over there." Cobb turned, and Arthur followed. "See her?"

Ariadne followed the men's gaze. A curvaceous woman, laughing, was holding their attention. Arthur raised an eyebrow.

"Go and talk to her."

"Cobb, I-"

"Arthur. Ariadne and you can't last. You think a man like you will always be satisfied with a little girl like that? No. Just go and talk to that woman."

Arthur nodded, obediently going. Ariadne opened her mouth, realising in time that she would have revealed herself. She watched as he walked past, holding a glass. Swallowing, she began to follow him.

As he approached the woman, she realised he was swaggering slightly. A cocky self-confidence was permeating his stance. She blinked. Arthur had always had a calm self-possession, but this arrogance was unsettling. The woman was blushing slightly. Arthur was leaning in, smiling. There was a predatory air that she was finding repellent. As he whispered to her, Ariadne strained to listen.

"You're beautiful," Arthur said, smiling. The woman blushed, and turned her head away. Arthur leaned in more closely. "No, trust me, you're beautiful. Let me -" suddenly, the ground started to shake.

Ariadne blinked. She turned her head, looking at Cobb. He was still asleep - quickly, she removed the IV from her and his arm, and began to pack the PASIV away. As she slid it under the bed, she felt herself shudder.

Quickly, she headed into the lounge. She pressed a few numbers, trying to still her accelerated heart beat. As the phone was answered, she swallowed. "Eames. Eames, I need your help. Can I meet you at yours?"

Arthur lay on the bed, gazing at the ceiling. The drugs he'd been fed were serving to make him sleepy, but also clouding his thoughts. He shook his head. His memories of Ariadne were growing hazy, and he was fighting to keep them clear.

He closed his eyes, gently drifting into sleep. As he fell into darkness, an image of Cobb flitted across his mind.

Shocked, his eyes jerked awake. Suddenly, he heard another voice. "Ogilvie, wake up! Visitor!"

Arthur turned his head, his eyes widening. Ariadne was standing next to him.

"Hello Arthur."

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