James + Harry
Sep. 20th, 2020 08:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cuppa_qQ hated flying, but sometimes doing what one hated was necessary- That, and he still had a dreadfully hard time telling Bond no. So did Harry, he assumed, since they were all currently sitting in first class, flying over the heart of Russia.
"Let's go over this one more time. You heard tell of a human trafficking ring at some cocktail party, and now we're all just going to zoom into action on a not quite sanctioned mission," Q said, speaking just loud enough to be heard, his voice a hiss of a whisper as he scowled a bit at Bond. It was the third time he'd said this, and though he was sure they were both tired of hearing him bitch, he simply couldn't quite get over the fact that he'd allowed himself to be roped into this.
"Let's go over this one more time. You heard tell of a human trafficking ring at some cocktail party, and now we're all just going to zoom into action on a not quite sanctioned mission," Q said, speaking just loud enough to be heard, his voice a hiss of a whisper as he scowled a bit at Bond. It was the third time he'd said this, and though he was sure they were both tired of hearing him bitch, he simply couldn't quite get over the fact that he'd allowed himself to be roped into this.
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Date: 2020-10-31 05:19 pm (UTC)"Love you," Q said quietly, speaking to them both. He didn't dare hope to sleep though, content to lay there in silence.
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Date: 2020-10-31 10:39 pm (UTC)Bond held Harry until he felt the man grow heavy. Satisfied he'd done enough comforting, Bond rolled onto his back and stared at the ceiling. Miles was dead, but he'd been the best lead they'd had. And Gemma...how was she tied into this? Her husband? It had to be.
It wasn't long before he couldn't stand the racing thoughts and he sat up. He tried to be as silent as possible as he made his way to the door.