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[Private to Vesper]
Congratulations. [But lbr he's mentioned that before now. Which means he's got something else on his mind.] Where are you?
[Public]
[And a little later, once he's realized just what the Admiral's announcement means, he clicks back on publicly. He's plenty wary now, because the Admiral is just flat out not to be trusted, but he's never been one to run from something new.]
Assuming I'm not just speaking to the Barge...[There's a little twitch in his lip; he's very, very tempted to just say, 007 reporting for duty, because he thinks he's very, very funny. But given he has no idea who's listening, he manages to restrain himself.
Besides, his name is just as good.]
This is Bond, James Bond. If there's anyone from my world listening, speak up.
Congratulations. [But lbr he's mentioned that before now. Which means he's got something else on his mind.] Where are you?
[Public]
[And a little later, once he's realized just what the Admiral's announcement means, he clicks back on publicly. He's plenty wary now, because the Admiral is just flat out not to be trusted, but he's never been one to run from something new.]
Assuming I'm not just speaking to the Barge...[There's a little twitch in his lip; he's very, very tempted to just say, 007 reporting for duty, because he thinks he's very, very funny. But given he has no idea who's listening, he manages to restrain himself.
Besides, his name is just as good.]
This is Bond, James Bond. If there's anyone from my world listening, speak up.
[Spam]
She runs her fingers through the shorter hairs at the back of his neck gently, wondering what exactly that's going to mean on the one hand, but on the other, not really caring about the specifics at all. They'd figure it out eventually.]
I love you.
[Spam]
If she asked, he might even try to leave the service again. But he hopes she won't ask.
Stealing another kiss, his smile turns into a near grin as the rest spills out.]
I love you, too.
[An abrupt clink drags his attention away from her; probably a testimony to his constant state that his hand already moves for his gun. But there's no one to shoot at; he doesn't even notice the plate of cookies on the table at first.]
[Spam]
I think you just graduated.
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You're joking.
[For the moment, he could not be more confused.
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It's a bit of a funny way to do it, but I suppose we shouldn't expect anything less from the Admiral.
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You'd think he'd pick something easier to interpret.
[Spam]
It's the Admiral, when has he ever been easy to interpret?
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Suppose it's a good thing we talked.
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She had forgiven herself, but that didn't mean she didn't understand there were still consequences for what she had done.]
Something tells me a celebration's in order.
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Does that mean I have an Item now? It would save so much time, letting myself into the pub.
[Spam]
You might have your very own bathroom now, too. [Not that she's ever complained about sharing though, so.]
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You might even call it a perk.
[Spam]
Is this your way of telling me that I won't be getting my shower back? [Although it doesn't seem like she minds the idea at all, and might actually be getting some ideas.]
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