#ello :d

[curse-of-frell]

"Don't say a word."

✱˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒 . || Accepting

Elliot's eyebrows went up when his casual sauntering over to the other had gotten him an immediate order; the flecks of gold that always lingered in his otherwise green irises sparkled as he mimed zipping his lips shut. He tipped his head to the side and lifted his arms in a 'what now?' kind of motion before he started laughing to himself.

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@wolfeign liked this for a starter

Q, or Ben as everyone here kept referring to him, was grateful his Britishness had been accepted as a kind of novelty since (no matter how willing he had been to go undercover) accents and broad-ranging knowledge of North America was definitely not in his wheelhouse. His strengths settled more closely in the ability to pick up any form of technology and run with it; something that none of their agents had been able to match no matter their multitude of objections to Q 'in the field'.

He'd been there for a week, sinking comfortably into the role of jack of all trades in the small town that housed an unusually high proportion of government workers, given the infrastructure. He was walking back to his little apartment through heavily falling snow when Marcus' awareness pulled his attention back over his shoulder to the shadow of a form following them. "Oh, great. There's no one around- We're not shooting anyone." Ben hissed back before their hand could twitch to the gun against their hip.

Yet, as their unwanted companion continued to follow their tracks, the feeling of dread only grew- The moment Ben spotted another man in the snow, he quickened his pace in a way he hoped looked eager rather than terrified. "Hello! There you are, I've been looking all over for you." The moment he was close enough to speak softer, he pulled his hood back. "Look, I'm being followed. Please can you just give me two minutes until they give up and leave me alone?"

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@lettherebemonsters liked for an Elliot starter

It had been a long time since Elliot had bothered to keep up with the news, well a few years, but he would have to be a moron not to clock the man standing a few feet away from him. Resist. Damn, if only his own orders worked on himself.

"Hey." He greeted with a grin as he stopped next to the older man with his hands in his pockets and turned his gaze to follow Ross' line of sight. "Know any good bars?" Elliot asked, the air of a man who had nothing to lose.

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“How long have you been sitting here?” (Hiiiii 😁)

Dissociation Starters || Accepting!

It had been light only a second ago, Q was certain of that as the voice seemed to hook around his thoughts and pull him back into his, apparently shivering, body. These early spring days were always disarmingly comfortable, only for the temperature to drop off as soon as the sun disappeared behind the skyline. Given the darkness around him, Q wasn't too surprised to find the hairs on his arms up and his body aching from unknown hours of the cold sinking through the soft jumper he was wearing.

"Um..." He let go of the now-dead tablet on his lap with one hand so he could check his watch. "I think a few-" Was it really past midnight? "Hours." Q swallowed hard as he shoved the tablet into his satchel before looking up at the large man who had spoken to him. "Sorry- I mean... T-thank you..." The vague awareness of Marcus in the back of his mind had Q concerned but that thought vanished as another shiver went through him.

"Is there a cafe- or a bar or something near here?" Or a hot spring, that would work too.

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@anoblewomxn liked for a floofy Christmas/winter-based starter

Q had been ever so slightly on edge for weeks at this point but the sight of snow had finally managed to get him to take a breath and step back into enjoying the moment. Forgetting quite how early it would get dark (if 'dark' could really be classified as existing in London), he set out into the streets just as the last tip of the sun started to disappear from the sky.

Exploring the usually familiar city in its Christmas colours was more fun than he had expected and his attention was quickly drawn to the edge of one of the markets where huge sculptures of ice were glittering in rainbows. "Pretty." Q noted to a woman next to him, unable to stop the smile. "Do you know how long they take to make? I've never looked into it. They use chainsaws." Marcus offered the information freely, seeing no reason to hide around a woman they didn't know. "Chainsaws seem kind of dangerous." Q laughed quietly, looking at the woman.

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@seesbetterfromadistance from here

Q had been wandering around, smiling and nodding at people when they tried to pull him into conversations. Using that 'Ben Smith' nametag to try and get his attention when no one had called him Ben for almost a decade, and even then it had been for only a year. He had been aiming to escape soon until he spotted someone who seemed to be just as out of place and wandered over.

"The desserts are better." He noted, glancing at Clint with interest. He was terrible with faces but felt Marcus' shift inside their mind in recognition immediately. Q paused and then let his face become neutral for a moment. "Most of the food is good though, I think I just have a really bad sweet tooth- I can show you, if you want?" He offered, the small smile returning. At least being with someone else would stop others from trying to talk to him.

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[ stitch ] sender stitches receivers wound. (hi c:)

` * 𝐈𝐍𝐉𝐔𝐑𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐃 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 || Accepting

Q did his best to avoid doctors beyond the required medical examinations for his job... But even he had to admit it was incredibly handy to run into one when he'd come back to himself, only to find Marcus must have slipped at some point in his adventuring, since there was a long gash down their forearm.

"What's your name..?" Q asked, trying not to think of this man as a doctor. Trying not to think of him as the worst kind of doctor. "I... Ben. Did I tell you that? Sorry, I'm a tad... Dizzy." He paused, realising that was a bad thing to admit. "I still don't want to go to the hospital." Was added after a beat, just to smother any ideas the admission he was struggling to focus might have put into the other man's head.

He pulled his hand away rather suddenly, looked at the half-stitched cut with mild interest, and then offered his arm back. "I think I fell over a fence." Terrific to know he probably only had a few hours to wipe any CCTV that had caught Marcus' movements, and yet Ben was here with a stranger like a helpless idiot.

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“I think you dropped this.”

first meeting sentence starters. || Accepting

Q had dropped the little rectangle of metal now being held out to him, but he'd done it on purpose. Perhaps he should have set it down somewhere a little less obvious instead of trying to just chuck it out of his pocket in the middle of the high street.

"Ah, thank you." He awkwardly took the device back; it was about as wide as two fingers and rested easily in his palm. "I actually meant to drop it, I'm testing something." Q admitted, hesitating for a few seconds before realising how suspicious that sounded. "I-I don't- Not anything nefarious. Just trying to see if it could get itself home-" He took a breath. "It's a drone." Not that Gizmo currently looked like one, packed away into a sleek metal form.