Broken and Fearless

{under construction} Bond. James Bond. M!A - N/A {indie RP blog for 007. Multi-fandom. Mun and muse are of age. There's no way in hell this blog won't be NSFW, everything will be tagged.}

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// There's a kid who looks just like a long haired Ben Whishaw in my school and I pass him in the hallways almost everyday but I'm too much of a weenie to say anything to him lol woops

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Brave new world. (Skyfall 2012)

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" You know that someone like her shouldn’t get compromised by feelings like that. Which is why they will make her leave soon. Or are trying already, while she wants to finish a bunch of missions before leaving. She will be a legend either way. Maybe she is the gardening type ? For retirement I mean. " The alcohol was already affecting him, making all his carefully constructed focus basically crash around him. Soon he would be rambling again, brain to mouth filter mostly gone, and half of it would either not connect to the topic or be kind of inappropriate. " I think I should shut my mouth now. But, just to have said this, it would be an honor to work under you, agent. Although I fear would kind of force Britain would become under our hands. " 

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Q's slurred ramble of a speech caused a small smirk to sit on Bond's thin lips. "Oh, of course, Q. I'm sure she's a fantastic gardener." he chuckled and swallowed down the rest of his drink, his own head starting to feel a little dizzy. The difference between the two of them was that James was hardened by experience and long term exposure, so it'd take him more than two drinks to make himself look less than professional. "You're quite right though, our influence might take Britain into a whole new direction.       At least she'd be a lot more secure." he chuckled, "Just as long as you're not easily corrupted, I believe we'd do alright."

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"Hm, Bond, I wanna suck you while I ride Quartermaster here." She told him. She slowly moved herself up and positioned his member to press against her hole. "Oh, fuck." She slowly moved herself down, taking him in. "Oh, God!" She moaned loudly.

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"As you wish, darling." James purred and pressed a kiss to the side of her face, trailing across her jaw before breaking away. Q's breath hitched in his chest, a loud moan following after as he began to slowly rock against her.

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"That’s where you’re wrong. I take it all very seriously. What I don’t take seriously is myself." he admitted, "You have my psychological charts." He barely passed the physical exam. He failed the psychological. But he was excused on M’s decision, because he had just come...

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"She passed me for her own motives. I also think there might be a certain amount of guilt and pity involved. She did have Moneypenny nearly kill me." he finished off the second drink and pushed it away. "Thanks to that, I've had the rare experience of visiting my own gravestone. Very surreal." The agent pondered over the query the quartermaster presented him. He'd thought about it many times before, but he didn't really know. "Drink. Move somewhere far." he answered as honestly as he could. "Maybe I'll stay and take M's spot?" he jokingly suggested, "I wonder how many people it'd piss off if I became their boss. Tanner would quit, no doubt." James caught himself smiling at the thought. He shook his head, "No matter, I'd just have to give you a promotion. You'd be great at being Chief of Staff." he glanced over, looking for a reaction.

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"It’s not an insult. I know it’s true." he chuckled. Then again, maturity was a broad description. He was hardened by life, he was wise. What his peers described as immature were his habits of indulging in drinking, sex, and his dauntless behavior. He waved for another...

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"That's where you're wrong. I take it all very seriously. What I don't take seriously is myself." he admitted, "You have my psychological charts." He barely passed the physical exam. He failed the psychological. But he was excused on M's decision, because he had just come back from the dead after all. If they retested him now, the scores would be better, but they hadn't retested and trusted Tanner's good judgement instead. "Better hope I die soon, so they can retire it. They won't if I'm mandatorily sent off. 48 is apparently too old to be a 00. I'm 45 now. I've got three years to kick the bucket." he chuckled. Morbid, but it was how he thought. He'd already surpassed the life expectancy of a 00 by seven years, sooner or later his luck would finally run out. "Legend? I was kidding about the number, I absolutely do not wish to be some sort of fabled MI6 hero. The exploits of James Bond isn't something people need to dwell on. Too depressing."

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James quirked a brow and stifled the want to laugh.”Impressive. -But thing of the past?” he began to pry. The kid was an enigma and the agent was slowly giving up hope in figuring him out, but he kept trying. It was probably better that way, but James was persistent. He...

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"It's not an insult. I know it's true." he chuckled. Then again, maturity was a broad description. He was hardened by life, he was wise. What his peers described as immature were his habits of indulging in drinking, sex, and his dauntless behavior. He waved for another drink, and mentally limited himself to that one. He wasn't going to leave this flight stumbling. The 00 was much more than his reputation put on him. Dauntless, he was. But in those moments he's acting for the safety of someone else. His job was to get his objectives done by any means necessary and he strove to be outstanding in those means. And if pushing himself meant he was immature, so be it. "My number better be retired after I'm horribly murdered." he smirked. It was the only way he'd go. "That or I should be able to personally choose my successor after I'm forced into mandatory retirement. If one of them has to get my number, I should be able to choose which one."

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Watching Q, he chuckled but kept his mouth closed. “Maybe a bat would suit you more instead?” he smirked. Listening to the other speak, the 00 nodded. “Hm. Suppose I should take the training job.” he mused, “Who better than someone who holds the record for near death...

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James quirked a brow and stifled the want to laugh."Impressive. -But thing of the past?" he began to pry. The kid was an enigma and the agent was slowly giving up hope in figuring him out, but he kept trying. It was probably better that way, but James was persistent. He wasn't discouraged easily. "You just have to remember who you're with." he hummed, "I've matured, even if just slightly, since then. I know when to take a risk and when to fall back. I promise you will return to work in one piece." Bond downed his drink as well, "Better me than them. They need to know what to expect. It's not just one person any longer. The digital age is here, and with the technology available it's so much more dangerous to do what we do."

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"Probably the latter. How well can you handle a gun?" he asked and took both of the drinks when the attendant brought them over. "You should drink one. You’re a light weight, It’ll make you drowsy. Or would you rather stay awake for the flight?" he smirked and sipped his...

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Watching Q, he chuckled but kept his mouth closed. "Maybe a bat would suit you more instead?" he smirked. Listening to the other speak, the 00 nodded. "Hm. Suppose I should take the training job." he mused, "Who better than someone who holds the record for near death experiences to cement the idea of life expectancy and human mortality into their heads?" the statement was bitter, but it didn't show on his expression. He sat the drink down and huffed. "As long as it prevents the little buggers from dying on their first assignment. Which I nearly did. Twice." he half smirked, "I was reckless as a rookie. Not because I didn't know my limits, but more because I did know and needed to push them." The agent shrugged slightly, "Even with M telling me to act responsibly, I've never gotten on with any sort of authority."

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James was used to air travel. It was more of a nuisance now than an anxiety for him. He felt guilty for Q’s condition though, he looked miserable. Looking him over, he chuckled. “You need a drink.” he suggested and waved over the attendent. With a charming grin, he...

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"Probably the latter. How well can you handle a gun?" he asked and took both of the drinks when the attendant brought them over. "You should drink one. You're a light weight, It'll make you drowsy. Or would you rather stay awake for the flight?" he smirked and sipped his own. Bond sighed, he could complain about the new recruits all he wanted but that didn't stop them from existing. It also didn't stop Tanner from wanting him to train them. Bond (in)politely declined, but still Bill continued to ask. "They're all cocky." he replied, "-Without a right to be." he added after. He wasn't about to prompt Q into giving him a lecture on personality. "To the point where it makes them so much easier to kill. -They're going to wind up in a casket before they can even dream of becoming 00s or anything else, for that matter." he tapped his fingers briefly against his glass. "Half of them can't even grasp the idea of their own mortality. This job isn't a game."

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//Replies on here will be done tomorrow! I've been absent and I feel bad :( I've been reading the Bond books and I've definitely got the muse for it, I've just been distracted by my OCs. *rolls around* i'M SORREH

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She died for you.

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//oUCH OKAY OUCH

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//*falls over* I owe Kris and like three other people on here. I'll get to them soon. If not today, then tomorrow because I'm free all day tomorrow.

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Bond made no attempt to respond to his first comment. It shouldn’t happen, it’s a reconnaissance mission. But still. He did not want to think about losing him, it made his stomach sour for reasons he didn’t quite understand. "I can’t help it." he smiled charmingly. "You...

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James was used to air travel. It was more of a nuisance now than an anxiety for him. He felt guilty for Q's condition though, he looked miserable. Looking him over, he chuckled. "You need a drink." he suggested and waved over the attendent. With a charming grin, he ordered them both a gin and tonic before Q could open his mouth to say no. "On the occasion I work very well when paired with the right person." he shrugged, "I did suggest the idea, but I didn't think they'd actaully pluck you from your spot and make you do it." The agent smiled smugly, he took pride in his athletic achievements. Lips pressed into a thin line, Bond shot a look at the quartermaster and scoffed. "Brat. I'm just as athletic as I was in the navy." he insisted. "I'm better than the younger agents coming in thinking they're superior with nothing but firearms and streetfighting experience."