Quentin Quimby || Q (gadgetsupplier) wrote in thereincarnates, @ 2012-11-21 20:52:00 |
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Entry tags: | jenny hughes, quentin "q" quimby |
Who. Jenny Hughes (transgenicdick) and Quentin "Q" Quimby (gadgetsupplier)
What. The latest thing from the R&D branch, and the willing tester.
Where. The Agency, Security Office.
When. Wednesday afternoon, November 21st, 2012.
Warnings. Boredom strikes everyone, and so does this gadget.
Some days, boredom just struck everyone. It usually came with the territory of a Wednesday, that awful day in between the first of the week and the rest of the week, and Q had found himself, like clock work, absolutely and irrefutably bored, every Wednesday. Every single Wednesday, usually starting at 3:30 in the afternoon, and lasting until he decided to go home. Work ended at 5:00 for the rest of the world, but so long as he had the energy for it, he would work until he got tired. Mostly because what he did at home was pretty much the same thing as what he did in his office, but at least the labs had more room to work and spread out.
Today boredom didn't strike at the same time, but at least it struck before anything blew up in the lab. For now, anyway. He'd been keeping one eye on his computer, and another eye on his so called "eyes in the sky". They were little cameras that he'd installed in the ceilings, better then the security cameras the Agency had installed already. Much better, if only they'd let him start installing them in the rest of the building, but that was a job for security. More for security.
Speaking of security, though, after finishing his cup of Earl Grey, he picked up a silver case in which he'd placed an item nestled in foam, making sure his office was secure before leaving his team in the labs. Probably to have something blown up in them, but he could hope they'd get through two days this time. A short walk, and he'd made it to the security branch, giving a small knock on the door; not really a knock asking to come in, but more to let someone know he was coming in whether they wanted him to or not. And he wasn't too surprised at seeing someone as bored as he was, but Jenny was able to balance a pencil much better then he was.
"I could come back later?" Q grinned, leaning against the door.