'Operator, could you connect me to layer one please?'

'Hello? Ariadne? Yes, would you mind posting me bail on layer two, please?'

Arthur hates this fortress idea. The next time Ariadne suggests some sort of impregnable structure for their mark's over protective brain to hide away secrets in Arthur is going to break all of her drafting pencils. Then maybe he'll shoot her in the face. The vision of a gun against the architect's head gives Arthur a little too much pleasure.

LOVE THAT PART. YES ARTHUR, SHOOT ARIADNE. hehe. she got you stuck in there D:

It was rough reading along with Arthur hurting like that but you wrote it well.

That was fantastic. Utterly fantastic. I adore this fic. Oh my God, that's awesome. That's brilliant. I can't stop ranting about how awesome this fic is. It is pure win.

Thank you.

This was so amazing. I don't know what to say. I have no words to describe how I love this story. Keep it up! I want to see more... 3 Oh btw, could you read mine? Thanks! s/6334669/3/Between_Dreams_and_Hopes

Keep updating. I'm adding this to my faves.

Great story! :D