Entrance Post

[forever-england.livejournal.com]

And so. There's a very well dressed gentleman standing by the door to Milliways - naturally enough, he has a rather surprised expression on his face.

He's not wearing a tuxedo and there are no gorgeous women draping themselves over him. No vodka martini or Walther PPK in his hand either - in fact, he thinks he was about to get fired. So maybe he's a bit relieved to find himself here. He just wishes he knew where 'here' is.

James Bond is in the bar.

Comments

[bulletproof-bra.livejournal.com]

Thanks, I guess.

*A light smile*

Hmm...interesting.

[forever-england.livejournal.com]

'You're welcome, I guess.' He gives it to her in a passable Californian accent, garnished with a winsome grin. And then puts his glass down. 'No, not interesting at all but there you have it. Story of my life. But I don't mind it, so there you go.'

[bulletproof-bra.livejournal.com]

*She smiles*

Like things the way they are?

[forever-england.livejournal.com]

He shrugs a little. 'The routine gets a bit boring so a few times a year I shake it up a little, find something more interesting to do for a while. It keeps things fresh. Other than that, I'm happy enough in London.'

He's probably one of the people in the world least suited to routine and boredom, but there's only so many missions it's possible to accept every year. What with recuperation and everything - he generally needs some time for that he's discovered.

[bulletproof-bra.livejournal.com]

That's good.

*She sighs and finishes her drink*

Well, I'm off. Work is always on call and I got to get home.

*She smiles*

Thanks for the drink. Sure I'll see you around. Bye

*She takes off*