♠ | 029 | Video
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[Bond is very, very grumpy looking when the video comes on. Very. Very. Grumpy. He's also looking a little ridiculous, because the suit he's wearing - one of his best, Tom Ford in dark gray, with lighter pinstripes - is not fitting him as well as it usually does. It doesn't quite hang off him - James has never been scrawny - but there is noticeable room in his shoulders, at his waist, even in his god damned shirt. And he is not happy about it.

Under his arm, he's holding a navy cap, and behind him there are strewn pieces of his naval uniform. Which may soon be making a reappearance, since it's the only thing that might fit properly.]


I don't suppose the Admiral's considered skipping a week, rather than putting us through something absurd.

[This glare is all for the Admiral.

And anyone who brings on the mockery. He's already shrugging the jacket off, dropping the hat in the process.]


Don't bloody wish for anything! [Rocking Tom Ford means he can throw that jacket on the ground before reaching out to kill the feed.]


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♠ | 011 | Video
lastrat: (the living's in the way we die)
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[Take the shot )

When the video clicks on, it's an accident; left sitting on a the table Bond uses to drag himself up, it starts broadcasting as he lifts himself up. It's hard to see through the rush of water that drops on it; he's still soaked. And then something darker drops into frame, thicker and nearly black, and when he pushes the communicator out of the way, blood smears over the camera. It stays there as he stumbles out of sight, recording the ceiling, the blood, and the sounds of a man unwilling to call for help.]

♠ | 007 | Voice + Spam
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Valentine's Day in prison. Not very cheery, is it? Perhaps we ought to organize a celebration in the bar; I'm sure our guests would appreciate the change of pace.

[Private to Gwen Stacy]

[He's putting on his most charming look and voice. You're welcome.] Don't suppose you could do me a favor, could you?

[Spam for Vesper]

[With his mission accomplished - and with the hope that the pub will be crowded tonight and their hall empty and quiet - James walks down the sixth floor corridor, two bottles held in one hand, two champagne flutes in the other. Opening Vesper's door is something of a balancing act, but he's always been good at that. Easing the door open, he closes it silently behind him, and heads for the table. The last time he'd seen liquor on it, there had been a broken glass of wine.

Now, he set down the bottles of Dom and Veuve, the glasses, and set to uncorking the Veuve as he looked around the suite. He didn't call out for Vesper; she'd come soon enough.]

♠ | 004 | Voice
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[Sup Barge. Here's a funny thing you might have noticed, if you've been in port and paying attention to the news: there was a break in and, so news anchors say, attempted burglary at an affluent townhouse. A blurry camera image has been making the rounds, and a police sketch, and you know what?

Both of those pictures look a lot like James Bond.

Yeah, the second he recognized London, he headed for MI6 and couldn't even get past the lobby. So, he went for M's apartment. Which, in this world, was definitely not M's apartment.

It all kind of went downhill from there.

The past almost forty-eight hours have largely been spent awake and avoiding cameras and cops. Which is really not an easy thing, do you have any idea how many CCTVs there are in a city? All in all, nowhere near his worst two days, but definitely, definitely not his best. There's nothing quite like hope dangling in your face only to see it ripped away.

He doesn't bother with a video this time, just clicks on the audio function; he sounds short, maybe even tired, and there's an edge that really just says he's not in the mood for anything.]


I need money.

[He knows you wardens have cards. He is fully planning to take one, he just needs to pick a target. And no, he's not going to mention is foray as a wanted man because it's really not that new to him.]