It's another afternoon of random tidying and general watching of Villiers. Proof, at least, that Le Chiffre can look after himself, and even keep a wary eye on another at the same time
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It's actually quite nice to have the roles reversed. Not that it's anything he'd ask for, for Villiers is quite happy with his occasionally servile status, but it's rather nifty. Able to relax for a while, carefully curled on the couch, catching up on his reading.
The book gets laid on his chest face-down as Le Chiffre slumps down and Villiers smiles up, amused.
"Good job I'm not one," he replies, rather satisfied by this fact. He has done enough aide duties during his younger years to ever consider doing such a job again. Le Chiffre has worked his way up in life, and doesn't plan to work back down in death.
"How are you not driven insane with boredom yet?"
Back when Le Chiffre had his knee issue, he can distinctly remember much sulky about his lack of walking.
"Used to it," is his simple, dry reply, accented by a smirk up at Le Chiffre. Used to it after years of sitting in boring meetings and at desks with nothing to do, in-between the bursts of action and methodical rituals of morning and evening.
"Although, more entertainment would be appreciated," he says after a moment, thoughtful.
The...thing. That he met. That brought out the...thing. The producer. Yeah, that. It (he refuses to humanize it) mentioned he was in the movie?
"...am I actually in Casino Royale?" he asks. Because after this much time, he's at least somewhat used to the idea, and now he's just curious.
Le Chiffre can do prolonged bouts of boredom, but he'd really rather not. And seeing as there's two of them, the boredom levels shouldn't rise too high. See, even conversation is killing it.
"Of course. We all play out part in the grand scale of it all," he states with a false tone of grandeur. Le Chiffre has long ago managed to find amusement in the whole fictional side of things. Being a book/film characters isn't so bad.
"You want to watch it? Really?" There's a mixture of mild eagerness and confusion. For it is a good step that Villiers can accept and view his own canon, but it is also an odd thing to do, watching the two of them onscreen while.. existing. Or not really existing too much, in Le Chiffre's case.
Whatever the answer is, he's already standing again to head off to the overly large screen and look through one of the cupboards that have the Bond collection hidden away. He still keeps those lot out of sight for Villiers' sake.
"I...ran into someone who knew about the movie," he says after a moment's hesitation. How exactly do you explain your 'producer' coming out of a closet and babbling about quite ridiculous (although disturbing at the time) things?
A shrug. "I'd guess it's good to know your own canon. And it isn't much weirder than having a nightmare attack you," he adds. Because really? It isn't.
So as Le Chiffre goes to retrieve the movie, he shifts around so that said banker can have some room on the couch when he returns.
Le Chiffre nods with understanding, because attacking nightmares are probably just as weird as watching yourself onscreen, with clips from your very own life made to look like some fancy action film.
"Someone recognised you then?" He questions, glancing over his shoulder towards Villiers as he sets up the film. "I've had a few know who I am, but I mostly just get threatened, sneered or booed at. It's great." Being hated can be fun!
Film now in, Le Chiffre moves back to the couch and carefully places himself into the space provided, wrapping an arm around Villiers and pulling him down onto his lap for great pillow usages. The aide must keep his feet up, after all, it r for medical needz.
As Le Chiffre returns, Villiers laughs, shaking his head in affectionately putting-up-with manner. Because that's just Le Chiffre for you, really.
"It's complicated," he says in answer. "To be honest, I think it was just some elaborate alien joke of some sort."
At least, that's what he thinks now. At the time, he was too busy going WTF to really contemplate the situation properly.
...and to distract him from that particular thought, Villiers would like to point out that Le Chiffre makes an excellent pillow. A warm one, too, which is even better.
"That wouldn't surprise me in this place.." Le Chiffre replies with slight amusement, snatching up the remote and skipping to the menu screen. And oh look, there is a fancy menu screen of James Bond and Le Chiffre and M and so on.
And he leaves the menu screen on to glance down at Villiers, eyebrow raised, "You really ready for this?"
Le Chiffre's not sure he could have watched this so easily the first time were it not for the fact he'd conveniently lost his memory. But watching the many times Bond gets hurt is enough to make him easily watch it again, with the added knowledge of the best parts to skip.
He blinks as the menu comes up. Because wow, don't those people look awfully familiar?
But when Le Chiffre asks, Villiers simply looks up and gives an affirmative "mmhmm". Because once you've met one of your childhood heroes (Sarah Jane Smith), met your theoretical producer (via the Snorklewacker), and to top things off, had your feet stuck to the floor in front of the universe explodifying by mistletoe of evil (...he still hasn't gotten over that entirely), watching a movie of your life isn't that bad. Plus, if it's like any other movie, there are some alternate points of view, and it'd be interesting to see Le Chiffre as he was when he was being a terrorist proper.
Villiers is a logical, reasonable man. While still largely freaked out by all that is Milliways and slightly neurotic at times, accepting one insanity that is unmistakable (the nightmare) leads to all others being just a little less strange.
...and the movie actually looks somewhat interesting.
Movies like this really are all about alternate points of view and editing. See, they've managed to make Le Chiffre look like a massive bad guy due to their editing, yet they don't show any of the scenes of his saving small puppies, giving money to the poor, and adoring over kittens. That totally all happened. Damn editors.
"If you say so," he smirks back, pressing play and falling silent as the opening sequence kicks in. And already there's black and white. It matches into his decor very nicely. Maybe he's just changed his TV to a black and white one.
And so it begins, in a monochrome Prague, with a guy in a fluffy hat who, actually, Villiers will most likely know from someplace around the MI6, what with that Dryden being section chief and all. Or was. He's dead now, dontchaknow?
Well, you know, there's the small matter that Le Chiffre is a massive bad guy. But Villiers has seen him being adorable enough times to discount whatever light the movie may shed on him.
And as it starts, it has Villiers peering rather curiously at the screen.
"Huh. Dryden..." he mutters quietly. One of Bond's kills for his double-0 status. He'd know. Once again, being an aide to M, he was the one that checked off the requirements to hand off to M herself. A nice, neat little way of getting rid of corruption in the agency.
A little glance towards Le Chiffre. "So the movie follows Bond's rise to infamy, I'm guessing?" he says, as Dryden goes up the elevator. Because it's symbolic, clearly.
"Something like that. The start to a massive franchise," he mutters, waving a hand dismissively.
And speak of the devil, Bond is on screen! In a dull office, being all spy like with a smug Dryden and talking of corruption stuff. But, this movie hasn't even begun it's display of smug baddies. Just wait until Le Chiffre graces them with his presence in cinematic form.
"It'd be such an improvement if the whole film stayed black and white."
Villiers rolls his eyes. "Of course you would say that," he snarks, before returning focus to the screen.
"Although, I have to say," he comments, the camera flicking back to the rather messy murder of a henchman, and again to the office, "it rather fits the scene."
It's basically film noir, with the distant and disjointed lines, dramatic pauses, and theatrical lighting. He tilts his head.
Le Chiffre enjoys this scene, for it is monochrome, moody, slightly sinister, and has a nice spread of action and destruction. It's quite impressive that Bond manages to practically demolish a whole bathroom.
He also likes the part when Dryden gets shot, for it is amusing to him. Not to mention the classic gun-barrel sequence is a nice idea too, he thinks.
Time for theme music, and you'll have to forgive him if he starts pointing out certain actor's names. "This is my theme music, not his."
The book gets laid on his chest face-down as Le Chiffre slumps down and Villiers smiles up, amused.
"...bored already? You'd make a terrible aide."
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"How are you not driven insane with boredom yet?"
Back when Le Chiffre had his knee issue, he can distinctly remember much sulky about his lack of walking.
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"Although, more entertainment would be appreciated," he says after a moment, thoughtful.
The...thing. That he met. That brought out the...thing. The producer. Yeah, that. It (he refuses to humanize it) mentioned he was in the movie?
"...am I actually in Casino Royale?" he asks. Because after this much time, he's at least somewhat used to the idea, and now he's just curious.
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"Of course. We all play out part in the grand scale of it all," he states with a false tone of grandeur. Le Chiffre has long ago managed to find amusement in the whole fictional side of things. Being a book/film characters isn't so bad.
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"Could we watch it, maybe?" he asks, perfectly innocent. Because he's a fictional character, he needs to know his canon.
"I mean, hopefully they made our lives interesting at the very least. They're quite eventful lives."
And there's a nice, big, expensive set-up on the other side of the room, even.
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Whatever the answer is, he's already standing again to head off to the overly large screen and look through one of the cupboards that have the Bond collection hidden away. He still keeps those lot out of sight for Villiers' sake.
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"I...ran into someone who knew about the movie," he says after a moment's hesitation. How exactly do you explain your 'producer' coming out of a closet and babbling about quite ridiculous (although disturbing at the time) things?
A shrug. "I'd guess it's good to know your own canon. And it isn't much weirder than having a nightmare attack you," he adds. Because really? It isn't.
So as Le Chiffre goes to retrieve the movie, he shifts around so that said banker can have some room on the couch when he returns.
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"Someone recognised you then?" He questions, glancing over his shoulder towards Villiers as he sets up the film. "I've had a few know who I am, but I mostly just get threatened, sneered or booed at. It's great." Being hated can be fun!
Film now in, Le Chiffre moves back to the couch and carefully places himself into the space provided, wrapping an arm around Villiers and pulling him down onto his lap for great pillow usages. The aide must keep his feet up, after all, it r for medical needz.
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"It's complicated," he says in answer. "To be honest, I think it was just some elaborate alien joke of some sort."
At least, that's what he thinks now. At the time, he was too busy going WTF to really contemplate the situation properly.
...and to distract him from that particular thought, Villiers would like to point out that Le Chiffre makes an excellent pillow. A warm one, too, which is even better.
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And he leaves the menu screen on to glance down at Villiers, eyebrow raised, "You really ready for this?"
Le Chiffre's not sure he could have watched this so easily the first time were it not for the fact he'd conveniently lost his memory. But watching the many times Bond gets hurt is enough to make him easily watch it again, with the added knowledge of the best parts to skip.
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But when Le Chiffre asks, Villiers simply looks up and gives an affirmative "mmhmm". Because once you've met one of your childhood heroes (Sarah Jane Smith), met your theoretical producer (via the Snorklewacker), and to top things off, had your feet stuck to the floor in front of the universe explodifying by mistletoe of evil (...he still hasn't gotten over that entirely), watching a movie of your life isn't that bad. Plus, if it's like any other movie, there are some alternate points of view, and it'd be interesting to see Le Chiffre as he was when he was being a terrorist proper.
Villiers is a logical, reasonable man. While still largely freaked out by all that is Milliways and slightly neurotic at times, accepting one insanity that is unmistakable (the nightmare) leads to all others being just a little less strange.
...and the movie actually looks somewhat interesting.
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"If you say so," he smirks back, pressing play and falling silent as the opening sequence kicks in. And already there's black and white. It matches into his decor very nicely. Maybe he's just changed his TV to a black and white one.
And so it begins, in a monochrome Prague, with a guy in a fluffy hat who, actually, Villiers will most likely know from someplace around the MI6, what with that Dryden being section chief and all. Or was. He's dead now, dontchaknow?
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And as it starts, it has Villiers peering rather curiously at the screen.
"Huh. Dryden..." he mutters quietly. One of Bond's kills for his double-0 status. He'd know. Once again, being an aide to M, he was the one that checked off the requirements to hand off to M herself. A nice, neat little way of getting rid of corruption in the agency.
A little glance towards Le Chiffre. "So the movie follows Bond's rise to infamy, I'm guessing?" he says, as Dryden goes up the elevator. Because it's symbolic, clearly.
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And speak of the devil, Bond is on screen! In a dull office, being all spy like with a smug Dryden and talking of corruption stuff. But, this movie hasn't even begun it's display of smug baddies. Just wait until Le Chiffre graces them with his presence in cinematic form.
"It'd be such an improvement if the whole film stayed black and white."
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"Although, I have to say," he comments, the camera flicking back to the rather messy murder of a henchman, and again to the office, "it rather fits the scene."
It's basically film noir, with the distant and disjointed lines, dramatic pauses, and theatrical lighting. He tilts his head.
Was this how the actual assassination went?
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He also likes the part when Dryden gets shot, for it is amusing to him. Not to mention the classic gun-barrel sequence is a nice idea too, he thinks.
Time for theme music, and you'll have to forgive him if he starts pointing out certain actor's names. "This is my theme music, not his."
Keep telling yourself that, Le Chiffre.
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