Date: 2016-05-21 08:24 pm (UTC)
quartermaster_q: (reflect)
The ride was smooth, and brief as Q had promised.

When the rest of six had been moved into the shiny new office, Q had, instead, insisted on building his lab in the bunker, safe from prying eyes and bureaucratic meddling.

"This is it," he said, carefully getting out of the boat and leading the way to the lab.

It was a massive space, full of ongoing projects and tech, as well as various cars and weapons that were being redesigned and rebuilt. He made his way to his desk, but walked past it and reached for what looked like an ammo box.

"Ah, here we are," he said, pulling out a bottle of something very old and amber coloured. "Will that do?"
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