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Jul. 30th, 2016 10:24 pm
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It had started China, a simple enough mission. It should have stayed there too, but how was Q to know that they'd been followed home? He couldn't have, but as Q hitched his bag up higher onto his shoulder and continued running he couldn't help but wish they'd been more cautious. 

He ducked into the first alley he passed, pressing himself against the wall in the shadows, praying his pursuer hadn't seen him slip away. With his back against the wall, he could feel his heart pounding. He wasn't equipped to fight anyone right now, and contacting Bond would be a challenge- Since he'd shattered his phone when he'd first started running. Hiding was his best option, but just as he'd started to feel sure that he'd lost the other man a hand seemed to come out of nowhere, pulling him forward, then slamming him hard against the wall.

The fight was not a thrilling one. Q took quite a beating, and it was only the mace in his pocket that saved him in the end. 

Limping and beaten, he hobbled along the street, trying not to draw too much attention as he pulled his hood up to hide his bruised face.

Date: 2016-07-31 03:45 am (UTC)
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It was after midnight when there was a knock at House's apartment door.

The woman kneeling on the ground at his feet looked up at him. "Did you send for someone else too? That's extra."

"No," he said irritably. "Someone must have the wrong apartment."

She shrugged and lowered her head again.

The knocking continued.

She lifted her head again. "Look, are you sure, because..."

House closed his eyes. The knocking continued, louder now. It was fucking distracting. "Go to the door and tell whoever it is that they have the wrong apartment." For one thing he didn't want to limp across the room, and for another, his cock was out.

He heard the door open, and a second later she yelled, "Oh no way, I am out of here."

Startled, House tucked himself back into his jeans and got shakily to his feet, reaching for his cane.

Date: 2016-07-31 04:03 am (UTC)
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House stared at him for a second. And then, briefly, down at the coffee table to confirm that the prostitute had already pocketed the envelope of money. "You have got to be shitting me. You owe me fifty quid. Or a blow job. Your choice." Though before Q could react, he gestured to the couch and said, "Though for fuck's sake, sit down. And don't get blood on my couch."

Date: 2016-07-31 04:27 am (UTC)
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Despite the seriousness of Q's tone, House couldn't take the offer seriously - and besides which, right now he was bleeding.

"I assume you didn't come here just for a bloody nose and some bruises," he said. "What's wrong? Concussion?" He was already limping over towards the kitchen to get a first aid kit.

Date: 2016-07-31 04:43 am (UTC)
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"Hmmmm." The sound was dripping with sarcasm as House came back into the room carrying a small box. "Seems like you should be seeing a roboticist and not a doctor. What am I supposed to do?"

He sank onto the couch beside Q and snapped his fingers impatiently for him to give him his hand.

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Date: 2016-07-31 02:44 pm (UTC)
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"I'd ask how your day's been, but the answer's been beaten all over your face," Dutch remarked as she fell in stride with him. She'd noticed him right before he'd pulled the hood up over his face, so she'd seen the bruises, too. "How can I help?"

If you'd told her a year ago she'd be ready to help a government operative without being forced to, or at the very least paid a lot of money... But there she was.

Date: 2016-08-01 02:57 pm (UTC)
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"I'm your girl," Dutch told him. "Are we safe from whoever beat your face in?" And any friends they might have.

Date: 2016-08-01 08:32 pm (UTC)
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"Yeah," Dutch confirmed as they headed towards the stairs. "Couple of stations away, is it?" Not really a question; she bloody well remembered where it was. So unless she remembered the metro line wrong, the words were aimed mostly at comforting him. He looked, and sounded, like he was in pain, but they didn't have far to go.

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Date: 2016-07-31 05:46 pm (UTC)
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Crowley was evil, but all his many years among men had made him a bit softhearted for them. Not in general, not even in specific, but he felt an uncomfortable tug toward good when he saw someone like this man approaching him.

It was the truest form of evil, in his opinion, the ghastly things humans did to one another.

"Say," he said, stopping and blocking the man's path. "You don't look good, dear. Let me offer assistance."

He felt alright offering that much. Not help, per se, just assistance.

Date: 2016-07-31 08:02 pm (UTC)
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"Oh, come now. Please. You're not fine and you're a terrible liar," Crowley scoffed. "Just look at you. The cat didn't even drag you in. It left you lying on the stoop, bitten in half."

Date: 2016-08-01 06:06 am (UTC)
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Many things are fine. Hair. Sugar. You? You aren't fine, he said. Crowley reached into his pocket and pulled out a fine red silk handkerchief. He offered it to Q. "Do mop up some of the blood, hmm?"

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Date: 2016-07-31 06:16 pm (UTC)
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Victoria caught sight of the battered quartermaster as he slipped out of the alleyway, coming down the street towards her. Habit had her searching the surrounding buildings for more trouble, and it didn't take long for her to see a shadow peel away from a wall a standard tailing distance behind their target.

"Mine's closer, dear," she murmured, not so much as glancing at Q as she passed him on the pavement. "Meet you there once I've tidied up." Whether he needed medical assistance or just a place to hide while he regained his breath and bearings, Victoria could offer him that. Once she took care of his pursuer, of course.

Date: 2016-08-01 07:36 pm (UTC)
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Victoria left the second tail in the alley with the first, taking their weapons and phones – sim cards removed, of course – and hurried on to Chiltern Court. Tidying up hadn't taken long at all, so there was a chance Q would've hardly had to wait at all.

Date: 2016-08-01 10:49 pm (UTC)
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"You're a mess," Victoria said, passing through on her way to get her medical supplies.

"Any chance they got a tracker on you?" First things first, and she needed to know whether to grab her signal jammer while she was gathering what she needed. There'd be plenty of time to get into who they were and why they were following Q as she patched him up.

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