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[Milliways] Trip to Hyde Park
Weekends never meant much to him before he had a family. They were as routine as his hours at HQ, and he didn't look forward to them unless he had something special planned. Now it seems he always has something special planned, or at least can look forward with certainty that something special will be planned, if at the last minute. Such as this ( Read more... ) -
[Out of Milliways] Tatiana Romanova
All these years later and she still looked like Greta Garbo. Made her stick out like a sore thumb in that endless sea of typists, some of them homely, some of them not, none of them as beautiful as her. He was hiding behind a pair of thick glasses, stock to the brim full of Q's technologies (invisible to everyone else, of course), and trailing ( Read more... ) -
Creative Muses February 2008 Prompt #5: Legacy
I can’t say I want to leave behind any sort of legacy. Outside the Service, I’m quite reluctant even to be known in any sort of congratulatory manner. I hate the attention. It’s deadly in my business; quite poisonous in my opinion. Many bad deeds and many bad men have been motivated by the need for immortality, to have one’s name inscribed into ( Read more... ) -
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There’s something good to be said about solitude and silence. Neither are staples in Bond’s life, at least not before he came here, and neither were things he really looked forward to when in the midst of their adversaries. He took them as they came and moved on when they left. Here, even at the end of the universe, even in a bar that is never ( Read more... ) -
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He's had this nightmare before.
It was the hallway of a very grand town-house, an embassy perhaps, and a wide staircase led up under a spangled chandelier to where the butler was standing at the door of the drawing-room, from which came the murmur of a large crowd of guests.A silly one, not really a true nightmare, but a bachelor's nightmare. ( Read more... ) -
La Meme
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Creative Muses January 2007 Prompt #5
James Bond walked down the beach at dusk. He was biding his time until next morning’s flight back to London. He was smoking, barely conscious of the sunset. His mind was fixed on the memory of his parents. He remembered their voices, their warnings, their laughter, the obligatory wonder they shared with him as he brought something new out of the ( Read more... ) -
Creative Muses January 2008 Prompt #6: Martini Time
The knowledge of the mind and the desires of the body can combine to form a phenomenon called a craving. The body, demanding sustenance, relays this message to the mind, which interprets this message through the individual’s specific dietary preferences. These dietary preferences can rage from a very specific flavor of ice cream to, in the case of ( Read more... ) -
Realm of the Muse 1.90.2D: You don't know what you have, until it's gone.
Bond paused on the sidewalk outside his Chelsea flat and wondered if he should move out of it. He was its only resident ever since May died two weeks ago. He rarely invited anyone over and rarely stayed there himself except to sleep. Hands in his pockets, he bent his head down and regarded the sidewalk. As if in response to an urgent thought, Bond ( Read more... )