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londoncallingrpgMs. Ethel Vitties (Vit to her friends) was not the sort of person who usually made it onto Q's radar. She had no government ties, the most sophisticated bit of tech in her flat was her sky box (which she only owned because of a need to watch her stories), and she barely knew how to use that. She was no spy, no hacker, and at 83 with a bad hip, she posed no physical threat. ...She was just nice. They'd spoken a few dozen times, and on one occasion when he'd had to go out of town at the last minute, had agreed to let Titania and Oberon stay in her flat. No questions asked, she had simply overheard him in the hall failing to get through to the usual cat sitter or Eve, and had offered to take them.
She'd refused payment of any sort when he'd returned, and the cats had taken an instant liking to her. ...So when Q had learned just how much she was getting charged for her simple cable box and the internet she almost never used, he'd taken matters into his own hands. He'd spent the morning on the roof, rewiring the various cables and making slight improvements. Now he was parked across the street in a small cafe, tapping into Sky's customer data base to make some even more adjustments- Starting with a refund of an obscene service charge.
He was sporting his usual frumpy boffin chic look, but it was obvious he'd been busy this morning by the state of his elbows and knees, the fabric darkened and dirtied by the tar on the roof. His hair was wilder and fluffier than ever, and he was frowning at his monitor as he combed through Vit's billing history. The company really was shameless, it seemed.
When someone approached the table, he simply assumed it was a server and he covered his cup with one hand. "Actually, I'd like to switch to coffee now, if that's alright," he said, not considering the cafe might be full and the person approaching might be searching for a seat- Or, you know, a friend looking to say hello.
She'd refused payment of any sort when he'd returned, and the cats had taken an instant liking to her. ...So when Q had learned just how much she was getting charged for her simple cable box and the internet she almost never used, he'd taken matters into his own hands. He'd spent the morning on the roof, rewiring the various cables and making slight improvements. Now he was parked across the street in a small cafe, tapping into Sky's customer data base to make some even more adjustments- Starting with a refund of an obscene service charge.
He was sporting his usual frumpy boffin chic look, but it was obvious he'd been busy this morning by the state of his elbows and knees, the fabric darkened and dirtied by the tar on the roof. His hair was wilder and fluffier than ever, and he was frowning at his monitor as he combed through Vit's billing history. The company really was shameless, it seemed.
When someone approached the table, he simply assumed it was a server and he covered his cup with one hand. "Actually, I'd like to switch to coffee now, if that's alright," he said, not considering the cafe might be full and the person approaching might be searching for a seat- Or, you know, a friend looking to say hello.
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Date: 2017-07-16 06:08 pm (UTC)"No. We'll speak once you're settled in at work," Q assured him.
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Date: 2017-07-16 06:10 pm (UTC)"Whatever it is, if I can help? You know I will," Hex said. The server came over to check on Q's coffee and Hex asked her for a tea and a bacon sarnie. If he was here he might as well spend some money and not just take up space, he figured.
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Date: 2017-07-16 07:45 pm (UTC)Q ordered another cup, but didn't bother with food.
"You seem eager to leave your job," he noted.
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Date: 2017-07-16 08:30 pm (UTC)"I've had a couple run-ins. I'm all for a thrill, don't get me wrong, but a few things have shaken me up. I've got Danny now. I've got something to lose, yeah? When I think about that, mad men with knives and trying to help someone while their dogs try to eat me, that loses it's allure."
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Date: 2017-07-16 10:49 pm (UTC)"I have trouble believing Mr. Holt will warm to the idea of you working with us," Q pointed out, quirking a brow.
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Date: 2017-07-19 01:38 am (UTC)"Yeah...that's about me only reservation. But you know why," he replied. "They did him wrong, Q. Even you have to admit that. And God only knows if they'll light onto him again."
It really was a huge reservation for him, but Hex trusted Q. Not Six, but Q.
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Date: 2017-07-19 01:57 am (UTC)"I can't promise you they won't. He's still a person of interest," Q admitted. "He has a file still."
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Date: 2017-07-19 02:07 am (UTC)He was quiet for a very long moment.
"You could make that disappear," he said, half hoping Q would even do something like that, though he knew it was unlikely.
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Date: 2017-07-19 02:24 am (UTC)"Even if I could, there's still the CIA, MI5, and every other intelligence agency you could ever imagine," Q countered.
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Date: 2017-07-19 02:56 am (UTC)Hex sighed softly.
"Yeah," he conceded. "It's...it's never going to be over, is it? For him? They'll probably figure out a way to get him even after he's dead."
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Date: 2017-07-19 09:03 pm (UTC)"Right now the waters are calm, Hex. ...Enjoy that," Q said gently. "That's all any of us can do."
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Date: 2017-07-19 09:13 pm (UTC)Hex snorted a soft laugh.
"You sound like a bloke I used to now, just there," he said.
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Date: 2017-07-19 10:13 pm (UTC)"Oh? Who would that be?" Q asked curiously.
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Date: 2017-07-19 11:04 pm (UTC)"Just a man," he said. He had a feeling Q knew all about the Doctor thanks to access to UNIT, but he wasn't going to say it.
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Date: 2017-07-20 12:58 am (UTC)Q raised a brow, but didn't push. He simply nodded. He had an inkling of who it might be, but he loathed guessing. Best to let it be.
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Date: 2017-07-20 04:22 am (UTC)Hex was grateful he didn't push. He was a shit liar and Q would have figured it out...and then he'd have to talk. He was sure that of anyone he told about the Doctor, excluding Danny now, would think him mad...except Q. Not Q. He knew things. He'd believe Hex had travelled and the nurse was sure Q would have many, many questions.
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Date: 2017-07-20 05:13 pm (UTC)Q had a million questions- Too many. Questions he knew he shouldn't ask.
"I'm emailing you the paperwork," he said instead, popping his laptop back open and tapping away. "It'll be best if you print them out and fax the completed forms to me. If that's not possible, however, I'll send someone to pick them up tomorrow. You're living with Mr. Holt, correct?"
A silly question. They both knew he knew- Q was simply trying to be polite.
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Date: 2017-07-20 07:16 pm (UTC)"Yeah, in Scotty's place he left to Danny," he replied. "But I can fax them. No problem."
He was sure Danny would not be pleased if someone from Six showed up at his door. Hex was trying to minimise the damage to his relationship that taking this job was going to cause.
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Date: 2017-07-20 07:48 pm (UTC)"I'll include my personal fax number in the email then," Q nodded, tapping away again and then hitting send.
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Date: 2017-07-20 08:03 pm (UTC)"Ta, mate," Hex smiled. "You're boss for helping me with this. I'll do you proud, don't worry. And I'll make it alright with Danny."
That part he wasn't so sure about, but he'd try his best.
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Date: 2017-07-20 08:15 pm (UTC)"You're welcome," Q said softly. "Maybe you should go home, speak with him and fill out the papers."
Q just hoped Danny wouldn't change Hex's mind.
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Date: 2017-07-20 08:32 pm (UTC)"I should," Hex nodded. He rose from his chair and laid a heavy hand on Q's shoulder and squeezed. "Thanks, mate. I appreciate everything."
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Date: 2017-07-20 09:26 pm (UTC)"No need to thank me. I'm glad to have you as a colleague," Q assured him. "Have a good evening, Hex."