[Thread] License to kill...or wander around aimlessly

[sewing_archer]

Characters: OU! Ishida Uryuu, OPEN
Where: The Mess Hall
When: Tonight
Summary: Because of the Himawari plot, Uryuu now believes himself to be the one and only James Bond. He has made his way to the Mess Hall in search of M, Q, or any willing Bond Girls or Moneypenny. Poke him, you know you want to.
Warnings: Uryuu Ishida James Bond is melt your

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[nolongeraditz]

Orihime sighed softly as she wandered into the mess hall. She was tired of being in her room so she decided to go out and see what she could see. And who did she find...Uryuu James Bond. She sauntered over to where he was sitting and sat down as well. She wore her favorite sky blue kimono and her hair was held back in clips. "Good evening, Mr. Bond."

[sewing_archer]

Bond turned at the sound of his name spoken from a pretty voice. He wasn't sure how she knew him but he decided to try and milk her for information, she didn't look like the the overly forceful type.

"It looks like it just got better now that good company has arrived. Care to join me for a drink?"

[nolongeraditz]

"I would love to Mr. Bond, but sadly, this place doesn't have any alcohol." She gave him a small smile, watching him with a slightly tilted head. "I'm afraid that there isn't a whole lot in this place at all."

[sewing_archer]

"So I've noticed," the agent sighed. What he wouldn't give for a strong...anything at the moment. He settled for leaning in closer to her and lowered his voice. "You wouldn't happen to know of anyone who would have secret stash would you?"

[nolongeraditz]

"No...I don't know anyone who might have anything." She said sadly, leaning closer to the secret agent. "But someone around here has to have something, but I don't know what it would cost."

[sewing_archer]

"It's a shame how much prices have skyrocketed these days isn't it?" he smiled, savoring how nice she smelled now that he was quite close. "Since you can't join me for a drink and we won't be able to dance around the subject why don't we just cut to the chase and you tell me what you know about this place?"

[nolongeraditz]

"Well, it would seem that we're in a military compound of some sorts. These cuffs on our wrists prevent us from killing anyone, but if you can ignore the shocks, you can still fight. We're supposed to be some sort of army, but any guns get rubber bullets and any blades are dulled." Some army they were supposed to be. She didn't like it at all, but she shrugged it off.

[sewing_archer]

The Agent blinked, taking in what she said. An army without weapons was useless, he had noticed the cuff and was thankful for her warning. "Well what kind of fun is that? And just what am I expected to do in the mean time?"