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It was very important to have a work laptop and a personal laptop when you were in Q's line of work. One that was strictly business, and one that was pleasure and built to be experimented on. More importantly, where work computers were built to reflect ones professional strengths and projected a certain level of professionalism, personal computers could be a bit more fun and laid back. 

Q's personal laptop was a true workhorse, one he'd actually built himself - And rebuilt often. It looked a touch beat up, the screen coming away from the case in the left hand corner, and the keyboard so worn that all the key letters had worn away, leaving only f1 through f8 visible, along with the alt key on the left, and the end key on the far right. The case was a dull grey, covered in stickers from various events he'd attended and music acts he liked, as well as a few generic 'nerdy' logos and things. It was not something he'd take to work unless he absolutely needed to. Everything about this machine was personal- From its looks, to the hard drive he'd selected and the wires he'd used. It ran his own personalized OS, and was, honestly, one of his prized possessions.

The laptop currently sat on the table in front of him, the specially designed screen making it so only Q could see what he was typing. To anyone not wearing special glasses, the text would look like gibberish or a foreign language. It was experimental tech, but Q loved that sort of thing. He was always happy to be a guinea pig when it came to his own work.

Case in point: His hand. 

After his and Bond's recent abduction, Q had found himself with a shattered hand. He'd been told it would heal, but that it would take time, and that it might not ever be completely functional again- And that simply hadn't been good enough for the young Quartermaster. Cybernetics were something he'd only ever dabbled in, but Q was a genius- And he was the youngest Quartermaster MI6 had ever had for a reason. ...He was brilliant, and his new hand was remarkable. A mixture of flesh, blood, and electronics. Bond had been snippy about it, and M had lectured him for nearly two hours- But both men had agreed it was a remarkable bit of tech.

Q couldn't help but be pleased as it easily tapped away at the keys of his laptop, roaming over them as gracefully as ever as he worked on one of his other unsanctioned projects. He was in his own little world at the moment, lost in the elegant coding on his screen, and the music that was piping out of his headphones. He didn't notice that his phone was buzzing on the table, dancing across the flat surface as it rang silently and vibrated hard.

Date: 2015-07-23 04:51 am (UTC)
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"We could go to a computer shop and have a laugh asking about off the rack specs," he replied dryly.

Date: 2015-07-23 05:06 am (UTC)
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"He's eager to move things on. I think, if anything, your success with your hand has made him a bit happier with Q branch all around," Bond said, smoothly entering traffic and then weaving through the lorries and slow cabs.

Date: 2015-07-23 02:41 pm (UTC)
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"Sometimes he just needs to blow off a bit of steam. Don't hold it against him," Bond said safely.

Date: 2015-07-24 01:10 am (UTC)
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"Until I was sent to fetch you I was in the gym Running, mostly, through I did some pull ups and crunches. But then M had B put a trace on you and sent me out...and here I am," he explained.

Date: 2015-07-24 01:13 am (UTC)
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"No, and it's not as if I didn't ask. But they were tight lipped," he chuckled, spreading his legs a bit into Q's touch.

Date: 2015-07-24 01:48 am (UTC)
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Bond felt the ghost of the touch lingering even as he followed Q inside.

"Now you really have me curious," he said.

Date: 2015-07-24 03:43 am (UTC)
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As the door rolled up Bond saw tires. Sleek, low tires. Silver paint. Graceful lines.

The car was a beauty and unlike anything he'd ever seen...and he was quite fond of fast cars.

"Ohh," he sighed softly. "She's beautiful."

He approached the car slowly and touched it as delicately as he'd touch a lover.

Date: 2015-07-24 03:57 am (UTC)
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"Then she's for special occasions only," Bond said softly. He looked to Q. "Modifications?"

Date: 2015-07-24 04:04 am (UTC)
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Bond slid his glance to M and smiled. He gave a nod.

"Thank you, sir," he said, certainly not above politeness or pleasantries. He was a man of breeding, after all.

Date: 2015-07-25 10:27 pm (UTC)
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"I'll see to it that you're well rewarded for sacrificing your time," Bond said evenly, but when he lifted his gaze to meet Q's eyes there was a dark promise there tat was accented by the faint curl of his lip.

"Do I get to drive her or is she for something special?"

Date: 2015-07-25 10:40 pm (UTC)
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"Not at all. I meant...am I being sent off on a mission that requires this particular car?" he asked, his voice softer. It was getting harder and harder for him to steel himself and go away on long missions, though he tried to keep that tidbit a secret between he and Q alone.

Date: 2015-07-26 01:12 am (UTC)
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THe truth of it was that Bond was always ready to pull a trigger, but since Q had said this was not a good enough reason to be interrupted on a day off his mind had gone to other things. His only real worry about work was that it would interfere with his plans.

"No. Nothing like that. Shall we leave her here then and I'll make this up to you?"

Date: 2015-07-26 01:35 am (UTC)
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"Gladly," Bond smiled. He gave Q a gentle caress down his back, then nodded to leave. "Come on."

In the lift, where they had some privacy, Bond backed Q into a corner and kissed him.

"I'm going to thank you properly for that car, you know."

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