IC contact

[doubleoohbaby]

Bond. Leave a message.

( Texts. Phone calls. Pictures. Video. If you can think of a reason why you'd have Bond's number, go ahead. )

Comments

[viced]

Yes!

[ for several moments, he gives James this 'what are you on' look, before he realized that he hasn't actually...explained what's happening. He gestures to the floor. ]

Read the note!

[doubleoohbaby]

[Pause. And then a nod as he moves forward, ducks down to scoop up the note and scans over the few lines. If nothing else, he can read a threat behind it.]

Who?

[viced]

Do you remember last year when all the fucking pigeons and rats went nuts? Someone was playing a prank on me in the middle of all of that.

[ Still agitated, but a bit calmer. ] I don't know how they found out, or even who they were, but they were taunting me with some imagery of my, [ a beat, ] arch-nemesis.

[doubleoohbaby]

[A nod. How can he forget?]

Your arch-nemesis?

[After a small consideration, his gun gets tucked back into it's hip holster.]

[viced]

Yes, my arch-fucking-nemesis! I'm an only child, James. There's only one person who's ever called me "brother", and he kind of made my life hell!

[ Look this is a big deal to him 8( ]

There's a gigantic flock of pigeons near Gracie Mansion. That doesn't spell good news.

[doubleoohbaby]

[He's only not taking the piss because of how genuinely freaked out Mitch feels.]

He had powers before then?

[viced]

Yes! He had powers then! They're like mine! Only with animals.

Why do you think they fucking hate me?

[doubleoohbaby]

Shit. All animals?

[viced]

I've been attacked by tigers, James. Fucking tigers!

[doubleoohbaby]

What's his range?

[viced]

Long as hell. He can tell an animal to do something, and it'll probably travel the globe for him.

[doubleoohbaby]

And what are his intentions?

[viced]

He's tried to kill me! Several times!

[doubleoohbaby]

[A frustrated sigh.]

And you think he's here now?

[viced]

I'm getting kind of fucking worried that he is!

[doubleoohbaby]

Hnn, fuck. Even if I go put the fucker down he'll just come back.

[viced]

[ There's a look for a moment. Mitch goes still. Before: ]

You're fucking right he will, and he'll think he's special because of it.

[doubleoohbaby]

Not so special once he gets a bullet between the eyes.

You're certain he'll try and kill you?

[viced]

Oh yes. He's going to try and kill me.

That's what he's been trying to do since we met. [ a bit curtly, don't push it James. ]

[doubleoohbaby]

Then I hope you're willing to finally put a bit more money into your security now.

[viced]

Shit. I'm going to have to. Thanks for reminding me its about the goddamned numbers.

[doubleoohbaby]

It's about your life, sir. I'll do the best I can, but unless we start sharing beds, I can't be there 24/7. You need better cover.

[viced]

We're not sharing some fucking beds! Don't worry, I'll figure something out. Get someone else to share the heavy burden of watching over me when I'm sleeping.

[doubleoohbaby]

I'll pick you up every morning and night, no arguments, but we need people at the mansion.

[viced]

Fine, but I hope you like early mornings.