[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?"

[sewing_archer]

He looked up expecting to see a woman but not expecting her to be so...blue. Something in the back of his mind told him that this was normal but he was certain he'd never encountered a woman quite like this one before.

He managed to hid his confusion behind a charming smile. "It's hard not to be when there's no bar in sight, although I must say the company isn't so bad."

[sewing_archer]

He raised a brow curiously at her, eyes beginning to wander to the low-cut region. "The name's Bond, James Bond. Would you care to take a seat?"

[frigid_warsong]

Rukia hadn't been as lucky as Alema. She currently thought she was a pokemon trainer, and was on the hunt for Banette. When she entered the mess hall and spotted Ishida, however, she smiled. "Hello, Uryuu-san," she said, waving at him, the pokeballs she'd requisitioned clicking together on her belt softly. "How are you?"

[sewing_archer]

Perhaps he was suffering from amnesia, because the dark haired girl was addressing him but his name certainly wasn't Uryuu. He thought it must have been a cover-name he used upon his arrival, although he didn't remember ever using one. He decided to just go along with it. "I've been better." he answered eying the pokeballs on her belt. "If you don't mind me asking, just what are those?"

[frigid_warsong]

Rukia smiled slightly and replied, "Pokeballs, of course. I'm looking for a Banette. Have you seen one around here?"

[sewing_archer]

"I've never heard of such a thing...a Banette you say?" He paused, thinking over the many missions he'd been on. It didn't sound like the code name for any thing he'd ever been involved with.

[lillostlizard]

Well, here was someone interesting. "Hello," Ssil said, smiling. "And what do we have here?"

[sewing_archer]

"I could say the same thing. The name's James Bond." he said, sitting up straight. "And who do I have the pleasure of meeting?"

[lillostlizard]

Ssil's grin widened. "Nice to meet you, Mr. Bond. I'm Ssilissa, but everyone calls me Ssil." She drew out the 's' in her name like she normally would, even though she didn't hiss like this. After all, it was her name.

[sewing_archer]

"That's a very exotic name. Where are you from?" The Agent asked, motioning for her to sit down.