Gathering Post - Christmas Eve Party

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Merry Christmas!

You are invited to celebrate the season with Finlay Flynn and Willy Silver.

 

When: Christmas Eve (5pm – Midnight)

Where: Making the Modern World - The Science Museum

RSVP: By Email (SBMNGR@ldnmgmt893.co.uk) Before 19/12

 

Upon entry you'll be given a ticket for one free drink. All drinks after that are 5 each. There will also be a free buffet in the dining area.

 

Dress code: Casual, but tidy please!

 

Raffle: Come wearing a festive sweater and you will automatically be entered into a raffle to win a 65 inch TV.

 

Donate: Bring three tins of canned food to be donated to the local food bank, and receive an extra drink ticket.

Look forward to: A live DJ, live music, an appearance by Santa, gift bags with deluxe swag, and the company of old and new friends!

 

(OTA! Happy holidays! If you know Fin, Willy, Phouka, or Winter, feel free to assume they gave you an invite. If not, you can say your pup got an invite through a friend of a friend, someone who knows someone, ect. It IS invite over (no gate crashing pups please, Fin's a giver and would want everyone to feel included), but the pups hosting the party are pretty active and I believe they know almost everyone in the game. And the people they don't know surely know people who do. Even if you only met them once, you got an invite somehow! This gathering post is open all week, and beyond!)

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Victoria and Ivan were leaving the next day for Virgin Gorda, revisiting the site where they'd met and first fallen in love. Most of the time they spent together - not involving work type activities - was spent in warm and sunny climes, which made going out together here in London all the more special, she decided. If the new head of Six had a problem with a former double 0 being escorted to a party by one of the, now defunct, KGB's stars, she was more than willing to explain the Cold War was over in a very double 0 way.

She wouldn't have dreamt of wearing one of those sweaters people seemed to enjoy inflicting on each other these days, but she'd left her usual monochrome looks behind for a top and skirt in shades of red and burgundy, with a moss-green cashmere cardigan. The color in her cheeks when she stepped off the dance floor wasn't from exertion, but the joy of dancing with Ivan and the sweet talk and devotion she'd hardly admit to enjoying as much as she did. He'd be completely incorrigible if she encouraged him even once. She watched him as he went to the bar to get them drinks, and laughed softly at herself. To think 004 had had a reputation as an ice queen throughout her career.

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Bond had left his champagne behind when he'd seen the former agent leave Victoria's side. That was when he walked up and lightly laid his hand on the small of her back.

"I think this is the happiest I've ever seen you, Victoria," he said warmly. "Love suits you."

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"Of course it does, dear," she said, winking. "I'm almost as big a romantic as you." Victoria almost suggested James say so in Ivan's hearing, because he'd agree with James completely, and his grumble about agreeing with Bond, whom he had to know at least by reputation whether they'd crossed paths or not, would be adorable.

"I did see your young man here tonight, didn't I?"

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"You did. He's over there in the ugly jumper," he said fondly.

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"Ugly jumper is far too vague this evening, but I've spotted more with less." The quartermaster looked like he was enjoying himself, but Victoria couldn't help remembering their last conversation. "The last time I saw him, we discussed you both coming to dinner sometime. The invitation stands, of course. Once I'm back from a romantic Christmas getaway, at least."

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"I will gladly take you up on the offer," he replied. "After the new year when you get back from some sunny locale. Dominican Republic? Bond guessed.

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"Not this time." But James would understand not wanting to be too specific. "Although we favor the tropics this time of year, and the Caribbean in general. That's where we met, you know."

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"On work, I'm sure," he said. "Love blooms where it likes."

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"Surprisingly not. We were each between jobs at the time." Which had made it even stranger discovering what they had in common. "I don't know about him, but I'd gotten a firm 'you're going on holiday, we've booked you into a resort, and try not to get into any trouble' lectures."

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"And look at you, getting into trouble anyway," Bond chuckled. "What's he like? He must be a gem to earn your affection."

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"A bit like you, in ways," Victoria decided after a moment's thought. "Ridiculously charming, very very good at the job, and not one to be told what to do. How could I resist?"

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"How could you, indeed," Bond smiled. "You know, while I have the pleasure of your company would you indulge me in a dance?" he asked.

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"I thought you'd never ask." Victoria smiled and offered her hand so he could lead her onto the dance floor.