Q had no idea that later this evening he'd find himself trapped in an inescapable hell, and as a result was quite happy to play the part of Bond's plus one at the party that felt just a bit too posh for a boffin like him.
He'd come dressed as a plague doctor. A morbid choice, but a good way to hide his face. Bond may have been glad to put himself on display, but Q wasn't so eager to be noticed. Not on home turf at least.
Still, when he stepped outside to get some air, he couldn't help but remove his mask at the sight of a familiar face.
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Date: 2015-11-09 07:31 pm (UTC)He'd come dressed as a plague doctor. A morbid choice, but a good way to hide his face. Bond may have been glad to put himself on display, but Q wasn't so eager to be noticed. Not on home turf at least.
Still, when he stepped outside to get some air, he couldn't help but remove his mask at the sight of a familiar face.
"Doctor Lecter, what a pleasant surprise."