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[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.

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Does it mess with your wiring?

[A smug puff of smoke as he finishes off his third and waves for a fourth.]

[ James..... now who's pushing it. ]

No, but I'll mess with something if you don't drop it.

[So amused.]

Does it fry your circuits?

[ You know, it's probably a good thing he's stopped drinking--cause if he had a glass in his hand right now, he'd probably break it. So he settles for breaking James' face, though that's mostly done on reflex.

Hope you enjoy an augmented robofist to the face. Oops. ]

[He should have been expecting it, really. And he was, enough to move that fraction of an inch back so that fist misses his nose but catches his cheek bone with some force. It's enough to send him reeling back and then heaving forward to bring a hand to his face, tenderly touching the spot.

A normal man might swear. Or cry. Or display some level of pain or annoyance beyond a slight grunt and grimace, but Bond isn't exactly normal. Nope. Instead he offers up a light chuckle before throwing his body weight at Adam, a fist swinging for his face as pay back.]

[ ~~bitch he's gonna show you how fried his circuits are~~

James is still lucky, all things considered, since that was a normal punch. Now, if he put all his available strength into it, he wouldn't be standing anymore. Actually he's a little confused that Bond is still standing regardless, which might be the main reason why he's able to retaliate at all. Right in the face. His HUD is shaking at the corners of his vision.

careful now

Before things escalate because he instinctively issues the wrong commands, examples being elbow blade and Typhoon. But punching should be totally fair game, even if it's only a matter of time until they're kicked out.

Anyway, James, he's making a grab for your collar now and violently hurls you across the room and against a wall. The real question how you want to counter that because he does this really annoying turning invisible thing right after like the dirty cheater he is. ]

[There's little more satisfying than the feeling of one's fist connecting with something, be it a face or smashable objects. James can't help but smirk to himself.

Sadly the smugness is short lived, feeling a hand at his collar and, before he even has time to grapple his resistance, finding himself meeting solidly against a brick wall. The impact is taken by his back and is enough to take his breath away, his lungs desperately trying to suck in air as he staggers to his feet (no thanks to the alcohol in his system). It takes him a lengthy few seconds to realise the man he's ready to retaliate against is no longer in sight.]

You sneaky little...

[ Sneaky yeah, though in this case these tactics have just proven to be effective so he defaults to them instinctively.

Can't dodge what you can see, after all, or at least not quick enough. Seconds later his cloak deactivates and HOLY SHIT HE'S RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU BOND

throwing you a power punch that will hopefully not hit your face because that'd be lethal for sure. ]

[Cloaking? Seriously? Is that what he has to face up against? How is that even fair? Facing up against a guy with augmentations and invisibility might not have been the smartest idea, granted, but hey, Adam started it :|

Anyway, thankfully his survival instincts kick in the second Adam is in view again, and with a quick twitch of his muscles, James is recoiling away from that fist just in time to have it land right by his head. Fuuuuu.]

[ Well no as far as Adam is concerned Bond totally started it. He's even given him a warning!

Also there's now quite the terrible noise right by James' head, not quite like a tank suddenly breaking through a wall but--very close to it. The wall doesn't even have a chance to crack and crumble, Adam just punches right through and there might be a few screams to go along with it.

Okay maybe that was a little too much and suddenly he's very glad he missed, or this would have been really messy. Also he's not sure how 'killed James Bond' would look on his resume, people would probably hate him. ]

Aw shit.

[ Yeah no this is probably the perfect time to exit the scene. Should have gotten the point across, anyway, so hey James I hope you enjoy being nonchalantly dragged around by your collar again. Right through the hole in the wall and somewhere more quiet because

he's still not paying. At least now Bond's drinks were on the house. ]

Edited 2012-08-31 11:14 (UTC)

[Welp, not gonna lie, that massive crash, like the building is falling on top of him, is enough to have Bond flinching away, recoiling away from the fist and the noise and crumbling. He may be hardcore, but he has enough self-preservation, to avoid being crushed by a fist or wall.

He spares a glance over his shoulder to assess the damage. It's worse than he thought. In fact, enough to reiterate an annoyed-]

Fuck!

[Less than pleased about the collapsed in wall, and unamused by the fact he's not being dragged around. Still, he can't argue with leaving the scene in a hurry, so it's not until they're out of the bar that he's trying to wrestle out of Adam's grip.]

[ Not going to let you go until they're safe and out of sight on top of some roof though, bro. Because Adam's fairly sure one angry bar owner will be coming after them, at least--

So yeah hope you don't mind being tossed onto a roof that's approximately five or six meters above ground; Adam's joining almost instantenously because hey he can jump nine feet high. No one's gonna come looking here anytime soon, or so he hopes.

Lineface & deadpan: ]

Now you know what will fry my circuits.

[James isn't too graceful about the landing after being dumped on a roof, rolling over before hopping to his feet and dusting his suit off casually. A suit that's been covered in wall. Thanks, Adam.]

Yes. One glass of alcohol.

[Whatever, man. He enjoyed it.]

[ ... Sure if that's how you want to interprete it. ]

Or three, downed by the wrong person.

[ He was half-expecting retaliation again now that they won't be bothered by others, but then again a hole being punched into a wall right next to your head is probably pretty scary. He puts a hand on his hip. ]

At least you won't have to pay for them now.

[Less scary, more... sobering. That's how James likes to see it. Besides, he thought they were just play fighting until a fist went through a wall and almost his head. Every fight to him is a playfight, obviously.]

I also won't be able to show my face in there again. First day here and I'm already sodding barred from somewhere.

You'll get over it. You got enough fans to make up for that after all. And an extensive list.

[ Of bars. And sorry James but his playfighting is augmented.

He's also currently paying more attention to his radar to determine if there are any people from the bar around--he's mark & track'd a few of them, too, and they're heading in the wrong direction, fortunately.

... Well he'd ask James if he wanted him to ~carry him down the roof~ but given he's James Bond and a butt on top of that Adam doesn't bother. He begins to walk, and then right off the edge at the other end of the little roof. :| His Icarus Landing System activates immediately, manifesting itself in a sort of yellow aura, resulting in a soft landing. ]

Edited 2012-08-31 17:55 (UTC)

Hopefully most of those fans will be women.

[Because then he can sleep with them all.

Hardly seems fair that Adam's got him all the way up onto this roof and is apparently fine with leaving him up there, but James doesn't seem all that concerned. He does peer over to watch that fancy landing technique which looks far nicer on the limbs than Bond's usually method, but Bond's built like a brick wall and has been climbing for years, so what the hell jumping off a roof won't kill him.

Besides, he's picked up a trick or two from these parkour kids over the years and with only a slight pause to asses the risks, Bond's jumping down after his knew punching buddy, landing feet first but immediately pitching forward to tuck into a roll. When he pops back to his feet again, he adds a quick adjustment of his cuffs and tie, before offering a smirk to Adam.

Fuck, he's getting too old for all this jumping around :|]

[ Oh Bond, so amazing~

Except for your plans regarding women Adam will just pretend he didn't hear that. ]

I would like to see you do that from a helicopter.

[ Without a parachute or anything else to cushion your fall, pal. ]

Anyway I wouldn't head into that direction. [ POINT. ] Any other is fine, as is the way back to the transport apartments. If you're looking for more drinks, you go there and then turn right after one hundred and twenty two meters. [ POINT. ]

Any other questions, because I've had enough of the Bond experience for today.

[Hey, fuck you, he'd still survive. Somehow. He always does.]

Hn, no. I think I've had enough of the bionic man for one day.

[With a careful peer around for his options, Bond decides to head back to the apartments, he has, after all, got dates planned for the night. Pity he's now going to be sporting a growing bruise across his face, but whatever, it just makes him look manly.]

See you around, Robocop.