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[lastrat]

[Bond is in the pub, a tumbler in his hand (and no bottle in sight even, this is a semi-healthy indulgence okay) and a fairly clear expression on his face. He takes a sip, licks his lips and smiles a little wryly as he finally settles his attention on the camera.]

Alec's gone.

[He doesn't sound remotely broken up about this. Sorry, Alec.]

That - on top of surviving - seems deserving of a party. I'll open the door for whoever's interested. I might even break out the good food.

[He lifts his glass in a little toast, and downs that's left in one go as he kills the feed.]

[Private to Elena]

Stop by.

[Is he gonna say why? Nope.]

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[lastrat]

Do us a favor and don't come up until your mood's improved, hm?

[fuckton]

Do us a favor and suck my fucking dick.

[That she doesn't have.]

[lastrat]

[Bond doesn't offer a verbal response: he rolls his eyes, mouth curling in something that hints at a sneer and a smile both, and cuts the feed.]