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Q ([personal profile] quartermaster_q) wrote in [community profile] londoncallingrpg2017-01-12 09:29 pm

OTA

Q had managed to remain out of the field for a bit now, confined to his lab and Q branch, quite happily. In fact his world, as a whole, had been delightfully calm. He and Bond had spent the holiday abroad, doing things the office didn't need to know about... And he'd returned to London uncharacteristically chipper.

Today he was at a cafe not far from the office, hiding behind his laptop as usual- However, he seemed slightly less closed off than usual. Where he usually blended into the background, or made a point of not engaging with the world, today.... Today, however, he seemed interested, watching people pass by out the window, and even occasionally glancing up to see who was coming and going in the cafe.

In fact, he was so engaged with the world, that he didn't notice his laptop screen flicker strangely before returning to normal.
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[personal profile] alcuin 2017-01-13 03:58 am (UTC)(link)
Alcuin saw Q from across the cafe. He hesitated for a long time. He honestly did not really want to talk to him. Q didn't like him, after all, he'd made no secret of it. And he probably had heard about what happened to Hannibal, but Alcuin felt he owed it to him to make sure. After all, they'd had him and James over for dinner once. And Q had always seemed to like Hannibal, even if as far as Alcuin knew they hadn't been in contact much lately.

Finally, he gathered some resolve and walked over.

"I'm sorry to interrupt you," he said, steeling himself for a negative reaction to his presence.
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[personal profile] hardertohide 2017-01-17 12:19 am (UTC)(link)
About two minutes after that flicker he had not noticed, Dutch slid into the seat across from him, putting down her bag and wrinkling her nose at him, a new mug in hand. "What's up with you? I've just got past your firewalls and you haven't even noticed."
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[personal profile] just_hex 2017-01-27 04:19 am (UTC)(link)
Since he'd straightened out his medications and the nausea pills were working, Hex had found a renewed interest in eating and running. He'd done his running earlier and had showered and changed and he found he was ravenous for something full of protein and a nice cuppa to go with. He spotted Q in the window and wore a smile as he came in.

"Good to see you, mate," he smiled. "Can I join you?"