Her Majesty's Finest

007 REPORTING FOR DUTY [Independent RP blog for James Bond. Please read about page.]

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Kingsdog : The Fluffy Service >(x)

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Happy Birthday James Buchanan Barnes, March 10th 1916.

"If you knew who I really was… what I’ve done… I’m a monster.”

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went and saw Kingsman: The Secret Service it was absolutely amazing and I am so glad I followed Kingsman blogs beforehand. I should be back here soon, I'm on spring break, so I'm going to do replies tomorrow

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Paper Runner;;Closed RP

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"I’m sure you did, but I am not in the mood for your definition of fun, Q." He drew in a solid breath as he heard the click of the door. "Thank you." Stepping inside, he was greeted by a cat suddenly at his feet. "Didn’t expect you to have a pet."

[thequartermasterholmes]

The small white cat hissed at the older man, making Q leap forward and scoop her up in his arms before she dug her claws into him. She seemed to settle in his arms, although still have a rather haughty glare towards Bond, “Yes, well, I have an automatic dispenser for food and water for her, for when I’m at the office but she’s good company.”

[stillnotplayedout]

James sighed as he was greeted by hissing and held out the papers to Q carefully. He didn't try to invade the cat's space, because he didn't feel like getting scratched today by little paws. 

[nowpayattention007-archive]

The day had started like usual for the teen, waking up among strangers from a forgotten party, heading out without a word of thanks and sitting amongst commoners at a cafe. James could always return to Skyfall, but honestly, what was left for him there but the old man who gazed at him with pity? Sighing, James counted the few pounds to his name. He could treat himself to some coffee to wake up. The empty seat across from him was the only one remaining, so maybe he would meet someone interesting.

Q was having a very stressful day that he wanted to forget about as soon as possible. There were more agents underfoot than normal in his branch needing to be outfitted for simultaneous missions, more equipment was being tested than usual, and to top it all off, there were meetings every day of the week for all of the branch heads to review their quarterly progress. So he decided to get out of the building for a while and treat himself to a nice cup of tea for a change.

Stepping into his usual cafe, his heart fell a bit at seeing it so full and he looked around with dismay. Of course his luck would make it so that he couldn’t have this. Sighing, he was about to turn and try another one when he saw a table that looked empty. Silently thanking his good fortune, Q squeezed his way through the crowd and was pulling out the chair when he noticed that one of the seats was already occupied. “Oh,” he said, his surprise evident. “Sorry. Er.” He was always a bit awkward around teenagers. “Is this seat taken?”

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Following Q into his apartment, James looked around the flat curiously and grinned at all the amenities. Oh yes, this was much better than settling for an alley way for the night. Taking off his shoes as requested, James moved to the couch and sat down. “Oh.” He hadn’t had a simple cup of tea in so long… “Peppermint, if you got some… Judging by the amount of boxes, I bet you do. Thank you. Again.” James let out a sigh and drew his legs up so he could lay his head against his knee. He could only stay for a night, it would be wrong to mooch from one person eternally. Even if James wanted a nicer place to stay, he wouldn’t take advantage of someone’s kindness. 

"You know, I think this place could use a pet. That really feels like the only thing missing from this little get up you have." 

[nowpayattention007-archive]

"And if I didn’t have it despite my many tea boxes?" he inquired and chuckled. As it so happened, Q did have peppermint tea if only for when he got stomachaches. That meant that he had rather a lot of it and so had no qualms in putting one of the teabags into a mug for the younger. That only left himself to decide for and so selected a chamomile. It had been helping him relax a lot lately and he appreciated that. What with how much stress he’d been under lately, he’d take any relief he could get. No wonder he was smoking more often.

He hummed thoughtfully as he watched the kettle boil before taking it off its stand. “I would and I honestly want to,” he said while carefully pouring the water out into the two mugs. “But my work keeps me too busy to do so. It would just be sentencing the poor thing to death.” Opening one of the drawers, he pulled out the menu for the takeaway place and stuck it under his arm before he grabbed the mugs and brought them into the living room. “Choose whatever you like,” he said as he set the menu in front of James. “And as much as you want.”

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"Oh... Well, if you didn't, I would probably ask for something like a green tea. Always made my head feel better and heats me up when I'm cold." The boy looked around the room for a moment before he was handed a menu and his throat caught at the instruction. No... No, he couldn't just order everything. "Should I just write it down or...?" James looked up at him, not quite sure what he should do in that moment. Just who was this guy? This was the first time he'd ever been in a place or situation like this. The guy could be a murderer, but the teen had a feeling that most murderers didn't go out of their way to make their victims comfortable. Or maybe that was the point.  Ignoring his logical thought process and trusting his gut that this man was alright, he began to write it down before he got an answer on a spare notebook he found. He wrote down a few things-noodles, meat plater, some egg rolls-and slid the menu and note book closer to Q without much of a word. "...What do you do for a living?"

[teaandsympathy]

Daniel Craig / Casino Royale

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"We shall have to arrange to walk together next time, if the weather allows us." James walked down about a block and took her to the proper side of his Aston, opening the door for her. "Tonight, I will be your escort. No matter if I am a hero or just a handsome devil, my evening is yours to have, Ms. Moneypenny. So if it all the same to you, the Queen may keep her requests to herself." He winked at her as he moved to the driver’s seat. 

"No doubt we will be there a bit early, but what good is a ballet if you don’t get to show off yourself beforehand?" He pulled out into the street, heading towards the theatre with the prior knowledge of the map he’d looked at earlier fresh on his mind. "As you said, it’s far enough that walking would take too long, but we should be there within ten minutes, if traffic fairs." 

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   ❛ I would like that. ❜ She said with a smile; she continued to walk down the street with him, her heels clicking on the pavement as she walked. They reached his car. His car..he always had the nicest of cars. When he opened the door for her, she smiled. Always the perfect gentlemen; she turned just about to slip in. Moneypenny smiled.  ❛ Well, I am flattered, and I am quite honored and most delighted you could accompany me tonight.❜  She replied, with a smile, slipping into his car; scoping up her dress and making sure it was in the car and not in the door.     As he got into the car, and started to talk; she turned her head towards him and smiled. ❛ Show off.? Certainly not, I wish not start a fight; because the man I’m with is strikingly handsome.❜ she replied, smiling; laughing softly. She looked out the window, seeing all the buildings. She turned and looked at him. ❛ Oh goodness me, believe it or not when I first started driving, I had really bad road rage. You could say patients weren’t my virtue.❜ she said, with a smile; shaking her head slightly.

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"Are you trying to convince me to not allow you behind the wheel, Ms. Monneypenny? I almost considered asking you to drive, but perhaps I shouldn't now." Bond gave a wide, charming smile at her as he kept driving smoothly. He enjoying getting the little personal bit about her, it meant that she gave him a small amount of trust. Trust meant friendship. And the double-oh agent had very few of those, and to gain another would be perfectly alright with him, if he had it his way. He hoped to impress Moneypenny this evening, but for the alter motive of gaining her friendship, because it was far more important for him than a fling. Flings were things he did on the job. It... It was his job at times. James would silently lay at night after, feeling like an idiot for using that tactic for information. But it worked, he supposed, even if it didn't leave him satisfied like people often thought it did. They liked to call him a horn dog, but didn't know the first damn thing about him if they thought that true. 

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Blind for the Rest

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"You could say something like that, yes." James smirked at the implications and sighed heavily. "My last mission was not according to plan, if you want to know. Also, I cannot tell you much about what we are planning on doing, but I can assure you that it will be handled. You’ll be safe again soon."

[imreallyjustanactor]

Rich sighed and nodded. “I’m not comfortable with not knowing what will happen to me if everything was a success.. I want to know I will be safe in the future.. and how.. ” He demanded.

[stillnotplayedout]

"No. You do not want to know how." James murmured to him softly. He would not want to describe to Richard just how MI-6 was going to have each man either killed off or brought in. Because they were now considered too dangerous to be left alive, under the current situation. 

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"I heard that you had come back from Afghanistan. I wanted to come see for myself."

"I’m not a picture show." Came the purely nasty tone, John’s face still gaunt and pasty from healing up the infection. Arm strapped to his chest to keep from pulling at the wound as he gripped tight to his drink. Something fizzy, and non-alcoholic. Definitely not what John wanted at the moment.

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"John. Take the fucking medicine. Now." Bond narrowed his eyes on him. "I tried asking nicely, now I’m asking you because I know you’re too damn stubborn to take it. Take. It."

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"No." He snipped back, quick and clipped. He didn’t want it. And he wasn’t going to take it. He had pulled out his morphine line as soon as able while stuck in the hospital bed. He wasn’t going to voluntarily take the shite too.

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James growled but set the pills aside in his own frustration. "You're as stubborn as a child, John Watson. Whatever are we to do with you?"

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She shook her head. “Nah. I can’t stand them. My feet are ticklish, and my back has always been knotted. I just suffer through it.” She paused, and pulled her hair back with a tie on her wrist. “It would be more odd to have a back rub than anything.”

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"You shouldn’t tell me such valuable information, Anne. I might use it against you in the future." He looked at her with a smirk on his face, brushing his fingers against her feet to emphasize the point. 

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Anne squeezed a little, and she instantly moved her feet under her butt, effectively hiding them from his hands. “I have to trust ye, that you won’t.” Her mismatched eyes showed a bit of hesitancy.

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"I'm not going to tickle your feet, Anne, I was simply teasing you." He rolled his eyes but smiled at her lightly. "Perhaps I should make my way home now."

[hierarchia-moved-blog]

Don’t worry, all is well. All is so perfectly, damnably well.

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[roleplayingconfessionsfromrpers]

I always feel so guilty for making my roleplay partners wait for my reply. I’m having a lot of personal issues that keep me from replying and when I do finally get a chance to come on tumblr, I hesitate to even do my drafts because of my guilt. I know they say it’s fine but it isn’t. They shouldn’t have to wait so long for my replies. The partners that stick with me will never know how much I appreciate them.

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Just to let everyone know, I should be back for sure this Friday. I know I just started up this blog, and I'm sorry to make you wait on replies, but I've had a stressful time at school as of late, so I'm just sticking to things that I really wanna do right now, and I don't wanna pick favorites(because I love all my threads but I also don't have a lot of time?) on here because I want replies to be balanced and all. SOOO I have my springbreak this coming week and am going home friday. So to sum up, expect replies friday dears ^3^

[aim-for-yourself]

Grief is forever. It doesn’t go away. It becomes a part of you, step for step, breath for breath.

The Sky is Everywhere by Jandy Nelson (via aim-for-yourself)

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[kcngsman]

dailywest:

"I can get in and out of a suit a lot quicker than I used to, and I feel a lot more at ease in one now too."