not a spy

Benjamin Carter. You don't hear about me or what I do because I actually do my job. {Independent Roleplay Blog. Multiship and multiverse. Semi-selective. }

[dysfunctionalgenius]

continued from @thefourthking

“Uh, excuse me. Do you happen to know where Central Park is?” The man asking was holding both a map and a cellphone and yet appeared even more lost than Ahk. Perhaps it was the other man’s poised demeanor because even his look of confusion could be mistaken for local confidence by Benjamin.

[dysfunctionalgenius]

continued from @amortgageandtwocats

“And since it already has the technology to detect a bomb that’s relatively simple. However the one fault would be if it released it when someone was trying to detonate it. They wouldn’t be able to see any of the wires. It would very much be situational.”

[dysfunctionalgenius]

continued from @thequartermasterofmi6

“Well, you should have gone home too...Actually  sleeping would be a good thing at this point for you. You look exhausted.” Benjamin pointed out, appearing rather hypocrticial with dark circles  resting beneath his own weary eyes. 

[dysfunctionalgenius]

continued from @amortgageandtwocats

“Releasing fog would give time to escape if there was a bomb so it’s a practical idea. Or perhaps it could automatically detonate it? I don’t know if that kind of instant technology is possible but know that it’s in my head, I’ll have to try.”

[dysfunctionalgenius]

continued from @thequartermasterofmi6

“I’m here for the same reason.  Too much work to do...Still you should try to get some rest if you’re this tired. Even a nap on one of the sofas in the lobby.”

[dysfunctionalgenius]

continued from @dannyhclt

“I’ll help you get home and make sure you’re somewhat alright. Please...I’ll worry about you all night other wise.” Benjamin admitted, feeling his heart stretch out in a qualm of protective worry.

[dysfunctionalgenius]

continued from @dannyhclt

Benjamin nodded than, taking out a small package of tissue from his pocket. It hadn’t been opened yet and seemed to be the kind you purchased at bookstore counters and  the airport. He offered it to him then in case he needed it. “That’s true. Artificial light obscuring real... I know you said you just need to wait it out- But do you need to go to the hospital?”

[dysfunctionalgenius]

continued from @dannyhclt

“If you’re certain...I’ll sit with you till then if that’s alright?” Benjamin crossed his legs then as he sat next to the other man. “People always say to breath slowly and deeply when you’re in pain but it’s actually quite difficult. Unless you focus on one thing. Like the stars. It’s a naturally calming sight.”

[dysfunctionalgenius]

continued from @dannyhclt

His instincts kicked in then as he registered that something was critically wrong with the other man. “Hey...easy there. You look really sick. Do you need anything?” He settled down next to him wearily.

[krovososy]

Danny was in a daze, sitting outside the night club, strung out and shivering. He didn’t know what he took, but he could feel the cold sweat dripping down his temples. How did his life become this messy?

[dysfunctionalgenius]

Benjamin noticed the man and watched him with worry. He had gone outside for some fresh air,  the club far too hot and not in a pleasant way. It  was packed tightly with people and too looud for him. The agent felt a bit sick as well but not as  sick as the man who had caught his concern.

“It’s terrible in there, isn’t it? Far too busy.”

[thequartermasterofmi6]

“I can’t sleep.”

[dysfunctionalgenius]

“Trying to sleep in an office is rarely a good idea. You should go home, Q.”

[amortgageandtwocats]

“No, it doesn’t blow up. It’s a bomb detection device, it’s meant to stop things going ‘boom’.”

[dysfunctionalgenius]

“Yes but it should still have an option for blowing up or releasing fog.”

[clintwritesarchived2-deactivate]

   “We aren’t talking about why I’m not dating.” 

[dysfunctionalgenius]

“Woops- okay.”

[dysfunctionalgenius]

while offline: gains followers

while online: loses one

[guiltproof-deactivated20151204]

( open. )

❛ faith is the antitheses of proof.  ❜

[dysfunctionalgenius]

“what if you have both?”

[dysfunctionalgenius]

Benjamin gave him a polite thank you then, collecting the papers a bit anxiously now. Hopefully he hadn’t seen what had been written on them. He’d taken advantage of the conference to find out what certain corporations were up to and had been taking notes rapidly on whatever information he could get. Normally he wasn’t so careless with illegal research like this but he’d assumed he wouldn’t drop it the way he had and that they had been more secure in his folder.

[elliot-fsociety-blog]

Elliot wasn’t one to pry into other peoples business–at least not in person, but that was a lot of notes for such a boring lecture. He shrugged it off, and left the little conference office, black backpack over his shoulders, throwing a curious look over his shoulder at Benjamin as he left.

[dysfunctionalgenius]

Benjamin met the curious look with a reassuring sort of smile that seemed rather forced. He finished setting the remaining files back into his briefcase. He wondered if the other suspected him but gathered from his gaze it was more one of contemplation then accusation.

[dysfunctionalgenius]

elliot-fsociety:

Elliot had half the mind to just step over the mess–but then he realised it was the guy who had talked to him, so he ducked down and began to help him without a word, gathering up the papers in an effort to help.

Benjamin gave him a polite thank you then, collecting the papers a bit anxiously now. Hopefully he hadn’t seen what had been written on them. He’d taken advantage of the conference to find out what certain corporations were up to and had been taking notes rapidly on whatever information he could get. Normally he wasn’t so careless with illegal research like this but he’d assumed he wouldn’t drop it the way he had and that they had been more secure in his folder.