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[ lateralthinkingman ]
“Touch the sword and you risk losing that hand. I just got done cleaning it.”
lateralthinkingman
It was curiosity, mostly, that had driven Q to this particular cafe on this particular afternoon. An exceedingly stubborn and admittedly talented hacker had spent the better part of Q's morning trying to do what hacker's are always trying to do, access databases that didn't belong to them. After a tiring battle of wits and typing speeds, a truce was met, and the two had agreed to meet in this particular cafe.
The terms were simple; the hacker would stop his hacking, and Q would in exchange provide him with as much necessary information as he deemed appropriate. (It would likely be very little.)
Q, however, would invariably glance right past the hacker in question, even as he himself sipped from a mug that proudly displayed his identity for him in one bold, black letter. He was, of course, expecting nearly a carbon copy of himself.
Happy late Valentine’s Day, babe. Sorry I didn’t get it to you in time, I was busy tracking someone down for Pooch.
[ lateralthinkingman ]
She still had her armored corset on as she appeared in Jake's apartment. "Hello." Alke greeted with a smile.
He didn't actually run that far away, but for the sake of things he's duck down behind something and pretend like he did.
lateralthinkingman started following you
"My name is Alke. I've been sent to give you a bit of a boost for your missions. Nothing too special, just an added oomph in your prowess."
lateralthinkingman
“ OH, BABE, I'M sorry. I'm really, really sorry. ”