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exsilium2012-08-27 05:11 pm
doubleoohbaby) wrote in exsilium2012-08-27 05:11 pm
Entry tags:
- roslyn small (original),
- vanadi (original),
- ✝ adam jensen [deus ex],
- ✝ anora [dragon age],
- ✝ erik lehnsherr [marvel 616],
- ✝ harry flynn [uncharted 2],
- ✝ james bond [james bond],
- ✝ jane foster (mcu),
- ✝ miles edgeworth [ace attorney],
- ✝ simmaeri (original),
- ✝ takegami teijirou (mr. brain),
- ✝ the witness [original]
001 | audio
[The sounds of outside filter through the network, distant with little to be heard beyond the faint rustle of the wind, but there nonetheless. A distinctive clink-fwoosh of a lighter disrupts anything further, followed by the slow crackle of burning paper and tobacco and a satisfied inhale and steady exhale. When he finally speaks, it's with a tone that lacks interest.]
Well, isn't this quaint. Doubt I would have believed it were I not seeing it with my own eyes. At least the woman greeting me was persuasive enough. [You can practically hear the dirty little smirk.]
Even so, I'm not quite sure how I feel out of my home and sent on my merry way towards college kid dorm rooms. Or rather, I'm perfectly aware of how I feel about it, just the words I'm looking for aren't for public ears.
Still. Judging by the archives on this thing, there's plenty of you about who know this world, so come on, share your wisdom with an outsider, would you? One can never know too much.
[A pause as he inhales another lungful of smoke, eventually adding with a thoughtful exhale:] Oh, and don't patronise me with the basics. I'm curious, not stupid.
Well, isn't this quaint. Doubt I would have believed it were I not seeing it with my own eyes. At least the woman greeting me was persuasive enough. [You can practically hear the dirty little smirk.]
Even so, I'm not quite sure how I feel out of my home and sent on my merry way towards college kid dorm rooms. Or rather, I'm perfectly aware of how I feel about it, just the words I'm looking for aren't for public ears.
Still. Judging by the archives on this thing, there's plenty of you about who know this world, so come on, share your wisdom with an outsider, would you? One can never know too much.
[A pause as he inhales another lungful of smoke, eventually adding with a thoughtful exhale:] Oh, and don't patronise me with the basics. I'm curious, not stupid.
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I'm not paying.
[ crosses arms in front chest again nope ]
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[It appears they're both cheapskates. Or at least Bond is when he's got limited funds in a new universe.]
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... Naaah. He got Vanadi to pay drinks and cook for him already, he can probably spend a few bucks for a drink now. ]
Deal.
[ Such a cheapskate, tho. ]
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You owe me at least one free drink.
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[ Two can play the blackmail game! Also hold on, quickly checking info; he had that list saved somewhere and also waypoint markers oh man having a built-in navigation system is so handy.
Oh and then he just starts wandering off in the direction of the nearest bar. ]
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[Which just makes him more determined to know exactly what people do and don't know about his life. This whole thinks sucks huge balls.
And, then he's just left standing, jaw and fists clenched for a lengthy pause, before admitting defeat and trailing after Adam with a strut that helps him think he's still in charge.]
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[ like aliens and people from way back when. but it's got him thinking. ]
It's mostly the name. Use another one. Your appearance changes often enough that people will brush that off.
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[Because he's a douche and thinks it's funny to screw with his 'covers'.]
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[ But whatever, guess you're on your own there! Adam's done enough as far as he is concerned, even risked the multiverse imploding here just to sate Bond's curiosity.
Anyway, bar in the hold. They get there after a few minutes. It's probably even a BRITISH PUB lovely. ]
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[James Bond is superior to all fake names and acts. Trouble follows him regardless, anyway.
Anyway, yes, a pub which actually doesn't look totally awful, but Bond will wait to judge it on the alcohol it serves. Naturally he heads straight for the bar to eye up the selection.]
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[ Womanizing James Bond only seems cool as long as he's fiction, somehow. Though it's hard to tell if that's because Adam's jelly, sexually frustrated, or just that monogamous.
Adam follows, though he has no intention of ordering much, given how his alcohol tolerance went down the drain after being butchered; and being buzzed for a few minutes after each drink and then immediately sobering up just sort of gives you a headache.
So what will it be? Some scotch sounds good right now. As he's waiting, he has nothing of substance to add to the conversation and instead checks some pretty irrelevant info being displayed on his HUD, such as the number of patrons currently in the area. ]
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A scan of the alcohol on offer is enough to have James set on the idea of scotch too, waving over the barman for a mumbled order of double scotch on the rocks. James' own tolerance to alcohol is ridiculously high, but that comes from a life of mass alcohol consumption.]
So, tell me about yourself, Adam.
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He doesn't answer the question immediately, taking a good swig first. Still hard to believe all of this is happening but then again, he's seen some pretty crazy shit in the past few months, so why not.
When he puts the glass down his lenses retract momentarily, but only so he can wipe over his eyes, tired, and the shades are back on before anyone would have a chance to look at them. ]
Why, feel at a disadvantage?
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[He knocks back half of his glass in one go, savouring the sting and burn as the liquid hits his throat and creeps it's way down, settling as an affectionate warmth in his stomach. Hello alcohol, it's been so long, darling, I've missed you.
James watches those lenses of Adam's curiously, but without question. They're fancier than anything he's ever seen.]
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And yeaaaah, he takes his time with the drink. He probably won't be ordering another one thank you. ]
Life's not always fair, Mr Bond.
[ Oh doesn't he know all about that. But still, he relents. ]
Be more specific.
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What is it you did back home? Before all of this.
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Heading the physical security team for a moderately sized bioengineering corporation. [ a beat. ] Law enforcement before that.
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Bioengineering? I suppose that explains all the... [A vague hand flick at Adam.]
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[ Oh that came out a bit sharply. SAY IT. ]
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[Just getting you back for all the trolling, bro.]
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By god. You must be the first to point that out.
[ Can't see it but he's rolling his eyes. Adam's easily offended but he's behaving himself right now--and goes back to his drink.]
This isn't unusual where I'm from. They call it progress, Mr Bond.
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[Squaring his shoulders as he goes back to his drink. His own bulk doesn't show under the suit so well, but hey, Adam's seen him naked anyway.]
Still, at least I now know Robocop was an accurate depiction of the future.
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Yeah? I wonder if you would have gotten very far without your arms or legs. Sometimes people don't have a choice.
[ Also ignoring that RoboCop comment fuck you he's not going to tell you he's from Detroit too. ]
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Are there cranky war veteran stories to come from this?
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[ Really, it would amount to 'and then I crashed through a window and got shot in the head'. ]
Nothing worthy of a feature-length movie. Much less twenty of them. Or however many there are about you, I didn't count.
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