Gathering Post - Christmas Eve Party

[londoncallingmods]

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!)

Comments

[just_hex]

Hex's arm fell and he slowed his steps.

"I'm sorry, danny. I didn't mean to offend you. Like you said, we don't know one another very well. But...I'd like it if we could. Come home with me tonight?" Hex asked softly.

[london_spy]

"Are you seriously trying to pull me after suggesting I'd sell your friend out to the papers?" Danny asked flatly.

[just_hex]

"I'm not trying to pull you. I live closer and it's bloody cold. I have to work Christmas but if you want to sleep in and help yourself to the kitchen you can. And I'm a bit selfish...I want to keep talking to you," he confessed.

[london_spy]

Danny seemed unsure, watching Hex for a long moment, then wrapping his arms around himself.

"Alright," he said quietly.

[just_hex]

They started walking again but something was eating at him. Something he couldn't let go of.

"Did James say something about me?" Hex asked warily.

[london_spy]

"No," Danny replied honestly. "Why?"

[just_hex]

"It's just...if he was making conversation he might have said me name to help ease the way. But if not..."

He trailed off, thinking of what Q had said, what Bond was like and just how deeply in danger Danny was...

[london_spy]

"He said your name, yes, but he tried to act like he didn't know me. He was- Assessing the situation, I think," Danny replied. "I don't like him, there's something off about him, Hex."

[just_hex]

Hex looked up and down the street, then put his around Danny and pulled him close.

"I could get in a lot of trouble for this so if I vanish just leave it be. James is MI6. He's a double-o. He's an assassin." All of it was barely more than a whisper.

[london_spy]

Danny had had his suspicions, had known the other man was a spy. MI6 made sense.

"I already knew they weren't above wanting me dead," he assured Hex quietly. "I already knew he was a spy too, you've not done anything wrong," he promised, pressing a kiss to Hex's cheek.

[just_hex]

"I should have never gone to them for help. It's like I delivered you to them in gift wrap," he said, an awful, sick feeling sinking in his gut. "Maybe...Maybe we could run. You could run. I could take you to Liverpool. Me nan's house is still in me name. It's stuffy but we could set you up there. Get you out of London and away from all this..."

[london_spy]

Danny was silent for a long moment, then wet his lips.

"My best friend growing up, he had this cat. Vicious thing, hated everything and everyone. When he used to bite though, he always told me not to pull away. Because that's what prey does. It pulls away, it tries to run. ...You know what you do when you want a cat to stop biting, Hex? You push. You push your hand into their mouth, and they let go. You stop being prey."

[just_hex]

"Danny, I'm all for standing up and fighting the good fight but I'm nit sure you know who you're up against. MI6 isn't a bloody cat. They've killed your boyfriend, framed you for the murder, given you HIV, lost you your job, discredited you to the public...I think your hand is already deep in their mouth and they're chewing it off, mate," he replied, trying to be reasonable.

[london_spy]

"That's fine," Danny replied calmly. "I've got two of them."

[just_hex]

"Danny," he sighed with concern and shook his head. "I...don't know how to help you, mate. But I hate to think of you going this alone."

[london_spy]

"I'm not going to be alone tonight," Danny said quietly. "That's something, isn't it?"

[just_hex]

"That is something," he smiled and moved in to slip his arm round Danny's waist to lead him on. Their bags swung in time with their steps and before they left the neighborhood of the museum there was a small petrol station.

"We should get some rubbish. Crisps and candy and some cigarettes for you. I want a drink," he said, leading the way inside out of the cold.

"Merry Christmas," came flatly out of the bored looking girl behind the counter. She snapped her gum and turned the pages of a pap rag, waiting for the pair to hurry and leave again.

[london_spy]

Danny grabbed a little bag of Wotsits, pulling out his wallet to see if he had enough- Then frowned when he found a hundred pound note.

"Did you give me this?" he asked Hex, holding the bill up in show.

[just_hex]

"No, not me...but I got one too. They were slipping them pockets at the party," Hex smiled. "I told you...Willy and Fin are bloody generous. Probably hired a pickpocket off the street to do it."

[london_spy]

"And loaded, apparently," Danny replied, still staring at the bill- Then putting the crisps back. He wouldn't waste his money on chips. A hundred quid was groceries for the whole flat for a week or two.

[just_hex]

Hex picked them back up and added them to his pile and paid without fuss.

"Let's get in and get some tea before we freeze," he said.

[london_spy]

Danny frowned, wishing Hex would stop paying his way. It was Christmas Eve though, and he wouldn't start a squabble over it today.

"You not have family or friends coming over tomorrow?" he asked.

[just_hex]

"No, I've got no one. I'm working noon to midnight to give some of the girls time with their families," he replied.

[london_spy]

"Working on Christmas?" Danny replied. "Miserable, but kind of you, I suppose."

[just_hex]

"Kind of me? Why's that?" he asked.