James Bond | Ian Fleming book canon | the barrrrrrrr

[mmdaisies]

How to tell if a new patron is a spy: they walk into the bar, betray a brief moment of surprise, then blend in with the crowd. The newest addition to the bar's collection of spies is no different

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[bestunrevealed]

"It is rather disconcerting," says the man sitting at the bar, nursing some -- odd colored drink. "You'll get used to it."

When one is in the business, one tends to recognize others in the business. The transition is too smooth, the con too easy. You cannot, as they say, con a con man.

Severus Snape ran a damn good con, once upon a time. Now he watches James with beetle-black eyes and waits for him to formulate his reply.

[savoir_mourir]

"Beg your pardon?" he says, casually.

[bestunrevealed]

"The bar," Severus says, as he polishes off his drink. "You'll get used to it."

What, was that so hard to understand?

[savoir_mourir]

"Oh." He cocks his head. "There's not much to get used to in a pub, is there?"

Give him time. That training's been ingrained in him.

[nowait_letme]

He's good.

Chainsaw is intrigued, more by the unruffled exterior in its own right than by any conclusions he might draw from it.

"Something on your mind, liveling?"

Unruffled people are fun. He likes ruffling them.

[savoir_mourir]

"Hmm?" He says, looking up. "No. Just taking a look about."

[nowait_letme]

"Mhm. Okay then."

Chainsaw has a particular way of standing very close and staring unblinkingly that is designed to unnerve people.

The bright sharp razor-blade smile helps matters along nicely.

He doesn't think it'll crack Bond-- this one's a tough boy to knock over if Chainsaw's any judge, and he is-- but it's kind of fun regardless.

"So. What's your name?"

The smile widens briefly into a grin, as bright and sharp as the original.

"Mine's Chainsaw."

[savoir_mourir]

Bond leans back just a bit.

"James Bond. Lovely name you have there, old boy."

[bythatmuch]

Someone else is at the bar, too!

He's watching the smoker, brows furrowed disapprovingly.

[savoir_mourir]

When he catches the disapproving look, he grins.

[bythatmuch]

Max will never understand why people are so cheerful about dying a slow, suicidal death.

He shakes his head.

[savoir_mourir]

"Long day?"