[ He's a field agent, but that doesn't mean 007 is always out in the field. Actually, the reality of his job means that he spends more time in the office than not, expertly dodging his paperwork while he waits for the next mission. Even though Mallory supposedly intents to keep making use of him, it's been weeks since he's been out fighting the good fight for Queen and country. It may be starting to get to him.
Bond keeps elastic office hours until six, and skulks around the canteen for most of them, entertaining the agents that approach him (truthfully, he's not much of one for company, but he's happy to use an excuse to avoid filing reports) and going through pots of coffee. He adores coffee, abhors tea.
He also has a habit of smoking from time to time (becoming more like a chimney as the time without missions roll into months), which is why he found access to the roof and why he's up there now. ]
I see you've discovered the true use of the roof.
[ He speaks from leaning against the wall where the access door is. It hadn't opened and shut, so where the hell did he come from? He's been up here, truth be told, hiding away, although he'd never admit as much. Bond's had enough of people today and, were she anyone else, he might not have said anything at all. ]
I wasn't really expecting to share.
[ He flicks ash into the wind with a twitch of a gloved finger. The corner of his lip twitches in the dying light of the sun. ]
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Bond keeps elastic office hours until six, and skulks around the canteen for most of them, entertaining the agents that approach him (truthfully, he's not much of one for company, but he's happy to use an excuse to avoid filing reports) and going through pots of coffee. He adores coffee, abhors tea.
He also has a habit of smoking from time to time (becoming more like a chimney as the time without missions roll into months), which is why he found access to the roof and why he's up there now. ]
I see you've discovered the true use of the roof.
[ He speaks from leaning against the wall where the access door is. It hadn't opened and shut, so where the hell did he come from? He's been up here, truth be told, hiding away, although he'd never admit as much. Bond's had enough of people today and, were she anyone else, he might not have said anything at all. ]
I wasn't really expecting to share.
[ He flicks ash into the wind with a twitch of a gloved finger. The corner of his lip twitches in the dying light of the sun. ]