[ Arthur studies the card. This whole thing is so weird that he takes a moment to recall how he got here just to make sure that he's not dreaming.
As he slips the card into his pocket, he fingers his loaded die. If he pulls it out now, he might have to explain it, but as soon as he gets an unwatched moment, he's going to make sure that his memory isn't just filling in blanks. ]
So you stole this and you want me to return it for you? What are you offering me to do you that mighty big favor?
[ James finishes his ritualistic near-undressing and pushes a hand through his hair to muss it up. He knows he won't be able to get close without significant suspicion, but perhaps Arthur could. ]
Hit me. Make it good. Prove you've got something to offer— [ James, specifically. ] —and then hand over the card to him.
[ Arthur's not opposed to hitting the man. He's certainly annoying enough, but Arthur isn't violent by nature. He can more than hold his own, but he doesn't usually choose that path unless it really is his best option. ]
So you want me to hit you and then hand you over to him and pretend that I knew he'd want you? How do I know you're not setting me up here? You haven't even told me why you're doing this.
[ Bond very nearly rolls his eyes. He would prefer, at this point, to be the one placing blows, but as it stands, that doesn't suit his needs nearly as well. ]
I guessed you might be clever enough to figure out that on your own, but if you need me to hold your hand... [ At this point he might need Bond to hold his dick the way he's waffling on this decision. ]
When I say it's a matter of international security, I hope that inspires enough interest in you.
[ There's an edge to his words as Bond paces like a dangerous animal. ]
[ Arthur tries not to laugh, but this is too ridiculous. He's usually more likely to be violating international security than helping it along. ]
If I help you, I walk away from this when it's done. Immunity.
[ It's not a question. Arthur's not doing anything if he might get arrested when it's all said and done, but he'll play ball as long as he knows he's safe. ]
[ James is only partially authorized to make deals, and when it comes to something like immunity, it's policy to run it by M. Too bad James never cared much for policy.
He doesn't mind making promises he can't necessarily keep — there's always a way to make another deal later. ]
[ Punching this guy? Really not a problem. With less hesitation than a more moral man might have, Arthur shifts his stance, pulls his arm back and aims a sharp punch to the man's jaw. He's not about breaking any noses here, just leaving a few good bruises.
He pauses to make sure he hasn't done too much damage before aiming a second blow. ]
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As he slips the card into his pocket, he fingers his loaded die. If he pulls it out now, he might have to explain it, but as soon as he gets an unwatched moment, he's going to make sure that his memory isn't just filling in blanks. ]
So you stole this and you want me to return it for you? What are you offering me to do you that mighty big favor?
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[ James finishes his ritualistic near-undressing and pushes a hand through his hair to muss it up. He knows he won't be able to get close without significant suspicion, but perhaps Arthur could. ]
Hit me. Make it good. Prove you've got something to offer— [ James, specifically. ] —and then hand over the card to him.
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So you want me to hit you and then hand you over to him and pretend that I knew he'd want you? How do I know you're not setting me up here? You haven't even told me why you're doing this.
no subject
I guessed you might be clever enough to figure out that on your own, but if you need me to hold your hand... [ At this point he might need Bond to hold his dick the way he's waffling on this decision. ]
When I say it's a matter of international security, I hope that inspires enough interest in you.
[ There's an edge to his words as Bond paces like a dangerous animal. ]
no subject
If I help you, I walk away from this when it's done. Immunity.
[ It's not a question. Arthur's not doing anything if he might get arrested when it's all said and done, but he'll play ball as long as he knows he's safe. ]
no subject
[ James is only partially authorized to make deals, and when it comes to something like immunity, it's policy to run it by M. Too bad James never cared much for policy.
He doesn't mind making promises he can't necessarily keep — there's always a way to make another deal later. ]
Let's make this convincing.
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[ Punching this guy? Really not a problem. With less hesitation than a more moral man might have, Arthur shifts his stance, pulls his arm back and aims a sharp punch to the man's jaw. He's not about breaking any noses here, just leaving a few good bruises.
He pauses to make sure he hasn't done too much damage before aiming a second blow. ]