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Matthew Quincy ([info]yournewq) wrote in [info]valarlogs,
@ 2013-05-13 22:52:00

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Entry tags:!open, james bond (007), nyota uhura, q

Who: Q, open
What Night at the pub
When: Post-Pelennor cleanup
Where: A bar
Rating: TBA
Status: Open

Q isn't much for heavy drinking, but the occasion seems to call for it. Well, perhaps not heavy drinking, but having a pint at the local bar is absolutely what he needs right now, to try and start forgetting -- whatever the hell just happened.

He's not used to being sent into the fray like that, he's more of the 'divert the public via stoplights' sort, but by god he was there to help make sure citizens were safe and sound.

All in all, he thinks he rather prefers sitting behind his computer and orchestrating things from there.


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[info]nyotauhura
2013-05-14 04:44 am UTC (link)
Uhura was probably the last person on earth that Q wanted to see or speak to considering she had a large hand in the battle he was trying to forget. That didn't seem to matter much to Uhura though. She needed Q and she needed him now. There was a situation that only he could handle, so she tracked him down at a seedy bar knowing full well he was probably trying to get completely sloshed.

Uhura took the seat next to Q and slapped a twenty down on the bar top. "Whiskey for me and a coffee for my friend here," she said. "Hello, Q."

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[info]yournewq
2013-05-14 03:36 pm UTC (link)
"Good Christ, hello. Don't sneak up on a man like that." He reluctantly sets his beer aside and wraps his hands around the mug of coffee, eyeing it accusingly.

"Am I sobering up, then?"

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[info]nyotauhura
2013-05-18 12:35 am UTC (link)
"Sorry," Uhura replied, but she didn't sound it. She sounded entirely distracted like she wasn't giving Q her whole focus.

"Look, we need you to do something for us. You can probably do it from your tablet, but no one in the office right now can do it. So, drink the coffee and get your tablet out."

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[info]yournewq
2013-05-18 07:45 am UTC (link)
"Is this something I ought to be doing in the middle of a bar?" Still, he takes his tablet out and unlocks it, sipping at his coffee and awaiting further instructions.

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[info]nyotauhura
2013-05-19 01:11 am UTC (link)
"It's fine. There's been a post published to the network by one of my assets. There are pictures of the battle on it. I need you to take them down and get rid of the evidence. Easy." Uhura gave Q a little smile, but there was very little warmth behind it.

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[info]yournewq
2013-05-19 02:40 am UTC (link)
Q heaves a sigh and nods, "There's always that one person. So annoying." He taps away at his tablet and finds the post, deleting it and all comments to it. The pictures are traced back to their source and the source is taken care of as well.

"If it's not on the internet it never happened, isn't that how the saying goes?"

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[info]nyotauhura
2013-05-22 10:19 pm UTC (link)
"Something like that," Uhura replied finally giving her co-worker a smile. "See? And you did all of that drunk. Cheers to you! Bartender, another drink for my friend here."

Uhura put down some money to pay for the drinks she got and stood up from the barstool. "Good luck with whatever it is you're trying to drink away, Q. I'll see you in the office."

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[info]shakenotstir
2013-05-16 04:15 am UTC (link)
Bond was certain that a single pint for the Quartermaster was absolutely 'heavy drinking' but he didn't feel the need to tease too much this evening.

There was a great victory won today, in part out of a fluke of a stroppy blonde with a broadsword, but also in the part of the Agency working like clockwork in a hell of a crisis. For all his bravado, Bond was proud of the other agents. Even the frail little Q.

"You performed admirably, Q. I suppose they'll be putting you up for a promotion or some bloody rubbish."

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[info]yournewq
2013-05-16 04:19 am UTC (link)
Not a single pint perhaps, but two, most certainly.

He's startled into a smile at the compliment, which appears to be genuine, and he raises his glass to Bond.

"You as well, Bond. I have to say, I didn't expect to be sent in there with the rest of everyone. It was -- an experience, to say the least. One I'll likely not repeat in the future. Scrawny arms, all that. You're much better suited for that than I am."

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[info]shakenotstir
2013-05-16 04:25 am UTC (link)
There was a scotch glass, unsurprisingly, in Bond's hand, which was raised in salute.

"I suppose I am." Apparently good spirits were all around tonight. "What are you having? I'll buy you the next."

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[info]yournewq
2013-05-16 04:31 am UTC (link)
"I think I'll just stick to beer. I've never really been a hard liquor man, myself. Probably for the best, really."

He toys with his glass, smiling sideways at Bond and his scotch. "One of whatever you're having might well knock me on my arse. Can't have that."

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[info]shakenotstir
2013-05-16 04:33 am UTC (link)
"No, I suppose you'd break something," Bond said, without heat and hardly malicious. Q was ridiculous scrawny, he said so himself, and it was clear Bond wasn't in a terrible mood overall.

For once.

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[info]yournewq
2013-05-16 04:38 am UTC (link)
"You'd let me fall, then? You are no gentleman, James Bond."

Despite being sore from being banged around during the evacuation, and seeing things he'd rather like to forget, things turned out all right in the end. And here was Bond, chatting with him in a rather friendly way, if he says so himself. There's no reason whatsoever to not be in a good mood.

Which means he's still smiling, feeling a bit warm at the back of his neck as he finishes off his drink.

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[info]shakenotstir
2013-05-16 04:40 am UTC (link)
If Bond noticed, he made no mention of it.

"I can't say I've ever claimed as much, Q. It's certainly nothing I've been accused of."

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[info]yournewq
2013-05-16 04:43 am UTC (link)
"Certainly nothing I've ever accused you of, and I've accused you of quite a lot of things."

Q signals to be refilled and sips at this one more slowly. "Thank you, however, for the drink. It is much appreciated."

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[info]shakenotstir
2013-05-16 04:44 am UTC (link)
"Usually loudly, and with a slight whine in your tone."

Well, he was still Bond.

"I expect you'll be heading home then, sleeping this off." It had been a long, long time since his first op in the field, but James could remember it vaguely. The bone crushing exhaustion that crept up on you once the adrenaline wore off.

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[info]yournewq
2013-05-16 04:48 am UTC (link)
"I suspect I'll be violently awake up until the moment when I finally hit a wall and pass out. I'll probably tinker around with a half dozen projects, get precisely nothing done on any of them, and then crash. A thrilling evening, to be certain."

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[info]shakenotstir
2013-05-16 04:53 am UTC (link)
Bond smirked. The desk men of the Agency were all a practical lot. He got up, adjusted his jacket and saluted with his glass again.

"I'll leave you to it then, Q. As always, a pleasure."

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[info]yournewq
2013-05-16 04:54 am UTC (link)
"You don't have to leave, if you don't want. I'll be here a bit longer. Stay and have another drink with me, let me buy you one in return." He does his best to keep the whine out of his voice that Bond teases him about, he really does. But he doesn't relish the idea of being in a bar alone just now.

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[info]shakenotstir
2013-05-16 04:56 am UTC (link)
Bond cocked an eyebrow. It was a fine line, knowing you could push someone just far enough into hatred. The kid was brilliant, young and not someone he wanted working against him for the duration of what was left of his career. Teasing at this juncture would just be imprudent.

"I suppose another drink, as long as you don't require to be poured into a taxi afterwards."

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[info]yournewq
2013-05-16 05:06 am UTC (link)
"I'll drink this one slowly, while you have your other drink. It'll even out.

Order whatever you like, I don't mind."

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[info]shakenotstir
2013-05-16 05:09 am UTC (link)
The Agency paid well, and Bond felt no particular guilt about accepting the Quartermaster's largesse. Ordering another scotch, he settled back into his seat.

"These projects, then. Weaponry?"

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[info]yournewq
2013-05-16 05:12 am UTC (link)
"Some of them are. Some of them are just little household gadgets I've been tinkering around with. Nothing to bring to work of course, just little things I like to play with. Improving on my toaster and that sort of thing."

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[info]shakenotstir
2013-05-16 05:15 am UTC (link)
"Your toaster?"

Bond was absolutely not smirking. Or teasing. No siree.

Maybe a minor enemy.

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[info]yournewq
2013-05-16 05:19 am UTC (link)
"Oh hush, I'm just using that as an example. Mostly I work at building myself better computers, when I'm not working on actual work. Or toying with my security system."

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[info]shakenotstir
2013-05-16 12:46 pm UTC (link)
"Then I'm glad your toaster shall be there in case of a security breech."

There was a reason Bond didn't have many friends.

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[info]yournewq
2013-05-16 10:00 pm UTC (link)
"Well if I get my own personal security system the way I want it, I can apply it to everyone else."

Q pauses and drums his fingers against the bar. "Don't take this the wrong way, but you showed up in my dream the other night."

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[info]shakenotstir
2013-05-17 03:09 am UTC (link)
Bond didn't say anything for a long moment, eyebrow cocked.

"Oh?"

He typically got that from the female agents, but James always had an open mind about such matters. Q wasn't really his type, however.

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[info]yournewq
2013-05-17 03:16 am UTC (link)
"Don't oh, it wasn't anything illicit. You and I met in a museum. We chatted about at Turner painting, and I informed you I was your new Quartermaster. There was quite a bit of mocking me for my age, and you for yours, and then I gave you a gun and a radio. Said we didn't really go in for exploding pens anymore."

Q shrugs and fidgets with his glass, turning it in his hands. "Not a very interesting dream all in all, but there you have it."

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[info]shakenotstir
2013-05-17 04:32 am UTC (link)
Bond frowned slightly, turning this over in his mind.

"A Dream, then." The capital 'D' was implied. It was always unusual to people who didn't know him particularly well to see him switch from the casual playboy persona to that moment where the spy just took over. But Q likely knew Bond well enough to not find it particularly jarring.

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[info]yournewq
2013-05-17 04:43 am UTC (link)
"I suppose it must have been, then. Funny, these Dreams that people have. They can be strange, or terrifying. And then there's me. Meeting you. And not doing anything terribly out of the ordinary, only it's a bit more dramatic than our usual gig. Very Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy, all that business with exchanging suitcases and whatnot."

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[info]shakenotstir
2013-05-17 04:46 am UTC (link)
Bond smirked, just slightly.

"In complete contrast with our normal employment, you're quite right." Part of him wondered if Q was simply being overly sensitive to the issue, but the truth was he felt the young man's judgement was sound and he was unlikely to confuse that.

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[info]yournewq
2013-05-17 04:50 am UTC (link)
"Well yes, you're right at that. But we conduct our business in offices, not -- clandestine meetings in museums."

He picks up his glass to sip at his drink and puts it down again with a frustrated noise, "Why you, anyway? Why do I have to dream about you, of all things."

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[info]shakenotstir
2013-05-17 05:08 am UTC (link)
Bond shrugged blandly. "There seem to be groupings. I haven't had Dreams yet, so I can't speak to such things. It would simply appear we share a common setting."

Strange. He doubted highly he was a superhero of any nature. That hadn't crossed his mind.

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[info]yournewq
2013-05-17 05:15 am UTC (link)
Q purses his lips slightly and takes a long sip of his beer, trying to gather up his courage. "I think you're haunting me, Bond. No matter how hard I try, I can't seem to get rid of you.

It's maddening."

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[info]shakenotstir
2013-05-18 01:51 am UTC (link)
Bond's lip quirked. Just slightly.

"I'm sure that's very troublesome. I'm positive I'm particularly irritating."

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[info]yournewq
2013-05-18 07:47 am UTC (link)
"Absolutely the most irritating. I can't stand it. And what's worse is that I enjoy being around you. Even when you're being particularly irritating."

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[info]shakenotstir
2013-05-18 07:50 am UTC (link)
At this point, Bond was almost feeling guilty.

"That's it, I'm calling you a taxi. You are clearly drunk."

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[info]yournewq
2013-05-18 07:53 am UTC (link)
"Oh don't, I'll do it myself." He sighs and scrubs his hands over his face, then back through his messy hair.

"Look, I know it's impossible and I'm not your type, so I oughtn't even bother. But I do feel better for having said it, roundabout though it was."

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