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Oct. 3rd, 2016 10:41 pm
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How many times had he been abducted since becoming Quartermaster? Surely more than any before him. Perhaps he'd get some sort of plaque for that. 

He would sulk, but on some level he knew this was his fault. He was far too involved with the field work. Far too eager to get involved in things. He should have been safe in his office, but he kept putting himself in danger. He kept getting involved in things he had no reason to get involved in. Sure, this time that hadn't been the case, Jack had grabbed him because he needed help, but still.

He was free now though, and his time with Jack had been- Well, alright, it had been lonely, but Jack had kept him fed and hadn't harmed him. He was okay. He was fine.

So why was his hand shaking?

Well, that was a bit not good, wasn't it? Certainly not something he could allow Six to see. There would be talk of trauma, psych evaluations... All the things Q liked to avoid. 

So he was out, at the club, quite drunk, if he was honest. Remarkably drunk, actually. Drunker than he'd ever been before, possibly. His glasses kept threatening to slide off his face completely, and he was dancing. ...Well, if you could call it dancing. Q wasn't exactly graceful really. Slight and awkward, twisting with the music and dancing with anyone brave enough to take him on as a partner. ...and when he wasn't dancing, he was outside, chain smoking. Anything to keep himself calm.

(OTA, find Q on the dance floor or outside.)

Date: 2016-10-04 03:50 am (UTC)
pippa_flynn: (Default)
From: [personal profile] pippa_flynn
Pippa was quite fine. She'd had a drink that a bloke bought for her moments after entering the club and she'd nursed it as she wound her way through the crowd. She planned to get well and truly pissed tonight but saw no reason to rush into anything. One drink, then the dance floor where there was a lunatic flailing around. Pippa watched him from the corner of her eye and then chose to leave him there.

A trip to the loo, another drink placed before her, and some bright conversation, then she excused herself to go outside for a smoke. The terrible dancer was the only one out next to the ash bin and so Pippa moved close to say hello.

"Having a good time?" she asked as she tucked a cigarette between her lips and sparked her lighter.

Date: 2016-10-04 04:23 am (UTC)
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"Out on your own?" she asked after a drag blown out. "Didn't see you in there with any mates."

Date: 2016-10-04 04:51 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] pippa_flynn

"How lovely for you," she replied with a bit of a laugh. Pippa took another drag and moved closer to him. "Why's your fiance not with you tonight? Maybe you're looking for a little bit of adventure?" she asked, her voice light and teasing.

Date: 2016-10-04 04:58 am (UTC)
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It wasn't as if she expected much sense from someone as drunk as he was, but there was something about him that was by far much more interesting than anyone inside. She came closer still and rested her hand on his shoulder, then reached out with her magic to try to get a sense of what he meant. What he was so unsure of.

Date: 2016-10-04 05:25 am (UTC)
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"Ooh, clever boy. Most people don't notice," she replied, narrowing her eyes, the angles of her face seeming to become just a bit shrper- but only for a moment. Then she took another drag and tossed her hair and was, once again, just an ordinary girl.

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Date: 2016-10-04 01:54 pm (UTC)
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Dutch did a double-take when she spotted him on the dance floor. She'd just grabbed a round of shots with the friends who'd brought her to the club, and she knocked it back, then looked again. "I've seen someone I know, I'll be back!" she warned them as they set their glasses down, and she was gone, weaving her way through the crowd until she reached Q. No doubt about it, it was him. "I didn't know you danced!" she told him with a grin, pushing her voice to be heard over the music. It was definitely white boy dancing, but it was dancing all the same.

Date: 2016-10-04 04:49 pm (UTC)
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Dutch didn't need much encouragement; she was going to make the most of this opportunity. She wasn't as drunk as he was - yet - but the MDMA she'd taken had her both energised and relaxed, the best state in which to enjoy dancing, especially with someone she, well, liked. She'd dropped the pretense of hating his guts last Halloween. "Sure you do!" she answered, still grinning as she moved to the music, hips swaying to the beat, having no issue with holding his hand.

Date: 2016-10-04 05:21 pm (UTC)
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Dutch giggled. "I've got some catching up to do," she told him, glad when he managed to catch his glasses on his own. "But let's dance a bit more, first! I don't know when I'll see you like this again!"

Date: 2016-10-04 05:49 pm (UTC)
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Dutch had been about to blame the alcohol for that declaration, but his next words... well, that was probably true, wasn't it? "I blame your career choice," she let him know, an arm wrapped loosely around his waist as they danced.

Just because he'd just confessed to something incredibly sad didn't mean she was going to pity him. She liked to think he wouldn't want her to.

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Date: 2016-10-04 11:07 pm (UTC)
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House didn't do clubs. There was, however, a bar right next to this one that was accustomed to his patronage.

He saw the guy smoking outside as he was walking to the bar from where a cab had let him off on the corner. He looked closer because at first he thought it might be Fin - combination of the build and the cigarette and the fact he was in front of a club. But no, the clothes were off, and the hair, and... oh. It was Q.

Q, who really did not seem like the clubbing type to House, and that was enough to make him curious.

He limped over. "Oh," he said, immediately clued into to how intoxicated he was. "Having a good time, are you."

Date: 2016-10-05 02:28 am (UTC)
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"So I see," House said, looking him up and down. "You don't have a bullet wound or something hidden away somewhere do you?"

Date: 2016-10-05 02:44 am (UTC)
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At that first part, House's eyebrows shot up. When Q had showed up at his place with injuries last time hadn't it been an abduction attempt? He wasn't sure if Q was crazy unlucky or a particularly bad secret agent.

Though when he dropped the cigarette, House sighed. "Were you hurt?"

Date: 2016-10-05 03:07 am (UTC)
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Jack. Maybe he had Stockholm Syndrome.

Suddenly House wondered what interesting things he could learn from a really drunk secret agent.

"You look like you're about done with dancing," he said, glancing at the club. "I'm on my way to the bar next door, want to join me instead?"

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