Less than three, you love me.
Percy walks into her room, yawning. Her intention is to collapse into bed and take a nice afternoon nap, but there's a rather large group of people milling about.
Pamela Landy is sitting at her desk, poised as ever, and making polite conversation with M. They're getting along swimmingly by the looks of things.
Nicky, seated on the edge of Percy's bed, keeps glancing conspicuously at the far corner of the room, where Jason stands stock still and scanning everything.
James is looking through the contents of Percy's four bookcases with Moneypenny, and they're having a mild snark-off about taste in fiction.
Remy's turning a deadbolt lock over in his hands that Percy recognizes as being from her front door. She probably should have noticed that when she came in to the house.
Both Babs and Emil are tinkering with Percy's laptop and don't look sure if they'd like to kill each other, or go find a private place to make out furiously.
Percy is no longer yawning. She clutches the handle of her bag to the point where her knuckles are turning a snow white colour.
PERCY: Dammit.
Everyone's attention is suddenly on her.
Lois smiles grimly from her spot near the bedroom window, where she and Perry have been proofreading what looks like an article.
LOIS: Hey Percy.
PERCY: What. The everloving. Hell.
LOIS: Right. I meant to tell you. We've all gotten together and --
PERCY: And by all, you mean everyone but me.
LOIS: Pretty much. Yes. The point here is that it's time to finish 'Conflict of Interests'.
PERCY: Which you all decided without me.
Remy looks amused.
REMY: You not bein' here ain't stopped us before.
PERCY & LOIS: SHUT UP.
Remy does.
Percy rubs at her temples in consternation as all present look on expectantly. She sighs, and rolls up her sleeves.
PERCY: Okay. Remy? Put that deadlock bolt back where and how you found it or so help me I will put you through more hell than I already am. James, Jason? Let's choreograph that action sequence. Moneypenny, you go and talk with Nicky. I want the two of you to discuss hanging out with dangerous men and your different approaches to it. Lois, you and Perry confer about the reaction to Lois' discoveries. Babs, Emil, you two keep trying to outhack one another. Compliments for and insults at one another would be great. Pam, M?
The two women wait, fixing Percy with pointed looks.
Percy purses her lips.
PERCY: You two...keep on keeping on.
Landy and M nod. Everyone else seems somewhat dumbfounded. Percy's hands go to her hips.
PERCY: And that would mean NOW people.
The room bustles into action. Percy shoves Emil and Babs aside, sits down in front of her laptop and cracks her fingers. It's time to go.
Re: Job Search
News is still forthcoming. Will share when I know something concrete.
Pamela Landy is sitting at her desk, poised as ever, and making polite conversation with M. They're getting along swimmingly by the looks of things.
Nicky, seated on the edge of Percy's bed, keeps glancing conspicuously at the far corner of the room, where Jason stands stock still and scanning everything.
James is looking through the contents of Percy's four bookcases with Moneypenny, and they're having a mild snark-off about taste in fiction.
Remy's turning a deadbolt lock over in his hands that Percy recognizes as being from her front door. She probably should have noticed that when she came in to the house.
Both Babs and Emil are tinkering with Percy's laptop and don't look sure if they'd like to kill each other, or go find a private place to make out furiously.
Percy is no longer yawning. She clutches the handle of her bag to the point where her knuckles are turning a snow white colour.
PERCY: Dammit.
Everyone's attention is suddenly on her.
Lois smiles grimly from her spot near the bedroom window, where she and Perry have been proofreading what looks like an article.
LOIS: Hey Percy.
PERCY: What. The everloving. Hell.
LOIS: Right. I meant to tell you. We've all gotten together and --
PERCY: And by all, you mean everyone but me.
LOIS: Pretty much. Yes. The point here is that it's time to finish 'Conflict of Interests'.
PERCY: Which you all decided without me.
Remy looks amused.
REMY: You not bein' here ain't stopped us before.
PERCY & LOIS: SHUT UP.
Remy does.
Percy rubs at her temples in consternation as all present look on expectantly. She sighs, and rolls up her sleeves.
PERCY: Okay. Remy? Put that deadlock bolt back where and how you found it or so help me I will put you through more hell than I already am. James, Jason? Let's choreograph that action sequence. Moneypenny, you go and talk with Nicky. I want the two of you to discuss hanging out with dangerous men and your different approaches to it. Lois, you and Perry confer about the reaction to Lois' discoveries. Babs, Emil, you two keep trying to outhack one another. Compliments for and insults at one another would be great. Pam, M?
The two women wait, fixing Percy with pointed looks.
Percy purses her lips.
PERCY: You two...keep on keeping on.
Landy and M nod. Everyone else seems somewhat dumbfounded. Percy's hands go to her hips.
PERCY: And that would mean NOW people.
The room bustles into action. Percy shoves Emil and Babs aside, sits down in front of her laptop and cracks her fingers. It's time to go.
Re: Job Search
News is still forthcoming. Will share when I know something concrete.