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Boredom and Jake Jensen didn't mix well. Kinda like nitrogen triiodide and an unsteady hand--Big fucking boom. As a kid it had gotten him into a lot of trouble. As an adult? Pretty much the exact same thing. Boredom was what had made his eight-year-old self build a parabolic antenna/radio out of kitchen appliances to contact aliens with, his ten-year-old self dig up his backyard in search of dinosaur bones, and his sixteen-year-old-self hack the FBI database. Boredom was what had deconstructed a missile just to see what made it tick, had changed Cougar’s records to say he’d had all his training at a secret Jedi stronghold, and had taken apart a General’s car for the spare parts needed to make a high-powered laser death ray. And that was just to name a few things.

Jensen was someone who always needed to be doing something, so it didn’t take much for boredom to kick in. All it took was a spare minute or two where he was alone with nothing to do. He’d get twitchy, restless. The ideas would start coming and then one of them would stick. It would nag and tempt. He’d know it wasn’t something he should be doing. He’d know the idea could get him into trouble, but the lure of it, the promise of figuring out how something worked, of creating something, of taking something broken and making it whole again, of accomplishing something instead of being such a monumental fuck-up would be too much to say no to. So he wouldn’t.

Unfortunately, right now, Jensen was at work. Most days it wasn’t so bad. The coffee shop usually had a steady flow of customers, so it was difficult to get well and truly bored. But today was a slow day. Maybe it was the weather, the rain was coming down so hard it looked like a sheet of water, or maybe it was just shit luck. He supposed he shouldn’t complain. Of all the places he could be, London wasn’t the worst. He could have ended up ass-deep in the Hindu Kush without an internet connection--Now that would have sucked.

Date: 2014-09-24 06:44 pm (UTC)
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"Oh, right, sorry- I'm Dr. Spencer Reid," he offered, looking a little embarrassed as he offered a small wave and a smile. "What's your name?"

Date: 2014-09-27 06:41 pm (UTC)
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"Your choice of words suggest that you feel this work is beneath you- Which it likely is. What would you prefer to be doing?" Spencer asked curiously.

Date: 2014-09-29 12:33 am (UTC)
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Again, the reference sailed right over his head, but he tried not to let it show.

"Oh," he replied simply. "Still, there must be something else you'd prefer to be doing," he prompted.

Date: 2014-10-05 12:14 am (UTC)
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"You could always write them instead of illustrating," Spencer pointed out pleasantly, offering a smile.

Date: 2014-10-07 01:07 pm (UTC)
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"Oh, um- Well I recently left my job as a profiler for the FBI. I'm currently teaching a course on criminal behaviour and psychology at Kings College," he explained with a smile.

Date: 2014-10-09 01:39 pm (UTC)
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"Sometimes," Spencer admitted. "I keep saying I'll go back soon, I know they'd gladly have me, but- I don't know if I'm ready. A lot happened before I left."

Date: 2014-10-11 04:23 pm (UTC)
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"It's okay," Spencer replied, his words making it a bit obvious that teaching wasn't something he was enjoying. Not really. Or, perhaps, just not any more. "I just- I miss feeling as if I was doing more. Like I was really helping people."

Date: 2014-10-15 02:02 am (UTC)
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"I know, I do know that," Spencer assured him. "I guess more than anything, I just miss the people I worked with."

Date: 2014-10-19 04:59 am (UTC)
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"They were like family," Spencer admitted quietly.

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